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"Player k27216, Tangcuo, 23:05 April 1, 2019, new calendar, confirmed death."

"The human trial game failed to pass the level."

"The survival time is twenty-four years, four hours, eight minutes, and six seconds. The
rating is a, and the initial character point is 5."
"Ding-please collect your survival assessment report."

In a hazy white mist, Tang Cuo listened to the male broadcast from some place, with no
expression on his face. He thought he should be dead. He died on the main road five
minutes ago. Except for an unconscious drunk man on the roadside, a stray dog, he
was waiting for him to cool off quietly. He arrived here in a blink of an eye, the blood on
his body was still there, but the injuries were gone, and there were no belongings.

Looking around, in addition to the white fog or the white fog here, the naked eye
visibility is only five meters.

"Ding-please collect your survival assessment report." The sound of the broadcast is not
like electronic sound, it is clear and clean, just like the youth.

As a private investigator, Tang Cuo never lacks the ability to judge the status quo, even
if he is third-rate, so he feels that he may be dreaming, and everything in front of him is
a dying fantasy.

And the dead do not need to report.

"Ding-please collect your survival assessment report." The sound of the broadcast
continued to urge, and Tang You didn't pay any attention to the situation.

Tang Cuo simply sat down because he was a little tired standing. After a while, the
broadcast finally changed content.

"Player k27216, passive survival, warning once, 1 point deduction. Current character
points 6, please immediately receive a survival assessment report."

The words fell, and a book comparable to the English-Chinese Dictionary hit the front of
Tangcuo, with a thick black hard cover, and the name and player of Tangcuo was
stamped with golden curly letters.

After Tang Cuo turned to look at a page, his face was black. I saw that his life was
densely recorded in the book, and even an entry even wrote-

Tang Cuo, seven years old, fights with evil dogs at the Eunuch Lane in Gusu District,
Suzhou City at 9pm on February 27, 2002. Frightened pedestrians passing, deducted
05 points. Refuse to fight rabies vaccine, deduct 5 points.
"Huh." Tang Cuo knew that he didn't agree with the dog, but what was going on with this
stupid deduction system? He refused to hit the rabies vaccine by 5 points, and he was
beaten.

He turned directly to the end and saw the report's comment on his short life-disobedient,
passive laziness, fighting for heresy and courage to die, suggesting to cherish life and
live twenty-five.

Tang Cuo's face was even darker, and he closed the book with a snap, not wanting to
read more at a glance. But the moment he closed the book, the scene before him
suddenly changed.

A little golden light appeared in the white mist, and Tang Cuo looked up to see its
body-it was a golden bell with a baby fist and a bell-shaped bell.

The bells rang, and the white mist rose.

"Ding--"
"If survival is a game, are you ready?"

"Please bear in mind that the first rule of survival in Yongye City is justice."

"Wish you a happy life!"

The words fell, and Tang Cuo suddenly felt dark in front of him, followed by a whirl of the
sky. The whole process lasted about five seconds. When Tang Cuo's eyes came back
again, he found himself standing on a circular square, surrounded by black people, at
least thousands of people.

These people are men and women, old and young. The closest to Tangcuo was a thin,
skinny girl in a sick suit. She was bald and looked like she was eleven or twelve years
old. She was crouching on the ground and covering her head tightly.

A little further away, there is an old man with a gully face and gray hair, a nervous
middle-aged man covered in blood and constantly confirming that his limbs are still
there, a red girl with an unhappy look, and so on.
The square is very large, paved with black stone slabs one meter square, and the
surface of the stone slabs is polished very smooth. It was night, and the night was deep,
but the square was very bright, because there was a huge golden bell floating directly
above the square. The bell seemed to contain a small sun, illuminating the place as
bright as daylight.

The bell is the bell again. Tang Cuo somehow felt that this bell was the same as the bell
in the white mist space just now.

Continue to look out, forty-nine black stone columns surround the square for a week.
These stone pillars are very strange, the pillar body is very thick, at least three people
need to hug, and at least 30 meters high. The reflection of the stone pillars gathers in
the center of the square, forming a huge sense of oppression.

It was a feeling of being peeped from above by the god. The soul was pressed between
the square inches, shrinking and creeping until it turned into a dust.

Tang Cuo doesn't like this feeling very much.

The surroundings were still noisy, and there were places where weeping crying and
whispers more and more overwhelming, like ten thousand ducks yelling wildly in the
ears.

The girl in red snorted, but did not express any opinion. Instead, the old man who
seemed to have stepped into the coffin came to say hello to Tang Cuo.

"Boy, where did you come from?" he asked.

Tang Cuo didn't answer immediately. Wherever Yu Guang touched, there was a flash of
white light, leaving a young man with a dull look and water. Then he looked at the old
man and said, "Car accident."

The old man was stunned, and he immediately touched the wrinkles on his forehead, as
if to smooth them out, but he said with a helpless smile, "It seems that you are an
understanding person, much stronger than us. I am old, and I haven't had a few days to
live , Living at such a big age can be regarded as the end of life, but who knows to get
here with his eyes open."

With that said, he extended three fingers to Tangcuo "about three hours."
He pointed carefully at the others. "The girl was poor, cancer, and she was not saved.
The one who was covered in blood only came here for about half an hour. It is still
crazy, and it seems to have been in a car accident."

All died just today.

As for the girl, the old man shook his head, it seemed that he didn't catch up. But when
Tang Cuo looked at the past, the girl looked at it impatiently and said, "Anyway, they are
all dead. Waiting for the death of Lord Yan, the reincarnation, the hell, the hell, there is
something to talk about. "

The old man didn't agree much, and the wrinkles on his forehead piled up like dried
bark. "Which grandfather Yan is so good? It hasn't been heard since ancient times. It
doesn't agree with the ancestors. Have you heard that voice? What games are you
talking about—"

The voice didn't fall, but it came to a halt, because the old man finally found Tang Cuo's
survival assessment report, and his muddy eyes were full of consternation.

"You..." He even used the honorific title involuntarily.

The girl was also shocked, and she also had a report in her hand, but she was young,
and she had written a language as thick as her life in less than thirty years, which was
the result of her rebellion. She has seen the old man too, so a lot of years are thicker
than her.

But what about this one? He is younger than himself. What has he done in just twenty
years?

The two didn't speak anymore and couldn't understand their thoughts for a while. The
sudden silence made both the car accident man and the sick girl look over, so everyone
was silent.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

Tang Cuo was expressionless and didn't want to justify just wanting to hit someone. At
this moment, a full and clear voice suddenly inserted, breaking the atmosphere of
silence instantly.
"Mahhhhhhhhhh!" Not only did the sound come suddenly, but it was also particularly
energetic, like his master-a big boy in a green dinosaur jumpsuit, 16 or 7 years old, with
a ruddy complexion and a vigorous complexion .

The people around him threw the attention ceremony to him in a sweeping manner, and
there were dozens of people in Wutuo. He suddenly got stuck, and the young, youthful
face looked like it was splashed with five-colored oil paint, and the surprise, the tension,
the fear, and the joy passed by one by one, and finally it was fixed as a sentence.

"Lying trough?" He blinked.

The old man was rubbing his temples. When he was old, he couldn't help but quarrel
and his head hurt. The rest of the people reacted differently. Most people turned their
heads back and no longer paid attention. Only Tangcuo remained unchanged from
beginning to end.

The dinosaur boy smiled and touched his head, looking left and right, looking a little
helpless. The old man sighed and beckoned at him, and he immediately gathered.

"Where did the boy come from?"

"In the shipping area, in the shipping area, I just said yesterday that I want to travel, but
the result is that I'm here. Isn't it quite far?"

"Yes... are you dead?"

"Probably a sudden death! Suddenly died. You see, I still wear pajamas. I bought it at
39 yuan from Taobao. Coral fleece... Hey, I didn't have time to go to the hospital!"

"You've died so badly."

"Isn't it!"

Tang Cuo put his arms around him, as if listening to a cross talk.

The old man introduced the two to each other again. They were all just dead. It is
always right to make more friends when going out. And for this moment, there were
more people on the square, more and more panic and noisy gathered together, but I do
not know how long it will last.
Tang Cuo never thought about the world after death. But what he was most concerned
about was not the existence of this world, but the words used in the broadcast.

Twenty-four years, four hours, eight minutes, and six seconds in the broadcast is the
length of his short life. The time of death and the life in the report are worthy. If Yongye
City really exists, it sounds like A world after death.

It's a human trial game, where does the "game" come from?

Tang Cuoheng died on the street, so the game failed to clear customs. Is his twenty-four
year life a survival game? Is it limited to him, or is it aimed at everyone?

This half an hour's experience was too unbelievable, and Rao Shi Tangcuo could not
judge. At this time, Chi Yan had left behind his first tension and fear, squatting on the
ground and coaxing the little girl.

"That's right." Suddenly he appeared again, reaching for his pajama hat and tearing it
hard. There was a stab, and there was a tear in the back.
People nearby looked at him strangely, thinking he might be scared and stupid, and his
brain was abnormal. He was still very happy, and handed the green dinosaur head in
front of the little girl, "Mr. I'll wear it for you, it's quite cold at night."

The little girl froze, clutching her bald head, and forgot to pick it up for a moment. The
same is true for everyone else. After stunned, they turned away without saying
anything. Some of them were stunned, some were unbearable, and some were
depressed, and some seemed to get a little comfort from Chi Yan's move.

A small act of kindness is like fireflies in the dark, which always makes people better.

Time passed quietly.

Waiting is a rusty blunt knife, constantly wringing the poor nerves.

"I can't stand it anymore! I'm leaving here, I can't stay in this ghost place anymore, I
want to go back, I want to go back...I want to go back!" A middle-aged woman with
blood on her forehead suddenly went mad and stumbled away from the densely packed
Crowd, rushed out of the square.
Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes. This is not a normal space. Except for the area of ​the
square illuminated by bells, the rest are all strangely dark.

Following the disappearance of the middle-aged woman, and her footsteps after rushing
out of the square. The moment she stepped out of the light, she seemed to be engulfed
in darkness and disappeared out of thin air.

Everyone was frightened, and all of them were horrified and worried, but no one dared
to take a look. And just two or three minutes after the middle-aged woman disappeared,
a shrill cry came suddenly from the thick black outside the square.

It seems that ghost claws scratched through the glass window.

The people in the whole square seemed to be pinched around their necks, and the
atmosphere suddenly froze. At the next moment, the familiar bell sounded, breaking the
stagnation and making everyone's heart beat.

"Ding--"
"Real-time broadcast of 20190401 session, a total of 6,315 players completed the
human trial game. Comprehensive rating f, average point 13."

"On such a wonderful night, the once-in-a-day ceremony of entering the city of Yongye
City is about to begin. Let us warmly welcome the speech of the great and kind Mr.
Crow!"

The voice did not fall, and a sudden and corrupt voice suddenly inserted.

"No, today Mr. Crow does not want to be kind at all. Mr. Crow is very angry and very
angry! You are really the worst session I have ever brought. The comprehensive rating
is only f! The average point is only 13! 13 Ah, this What an unlucky number!"

Everyone looked up, searching for the source of the voice in wonder. Soon, someone
found a crow jumping upright on a stone pillar to the east.

"One session is not as good as one, it's really better than one session! You are so
poorly lived, you are so embarrassed to die! Let me see, car accidents, drowning,
hanging...oh my god, there are two martyrdoms here. Yes, hey, you guys are really
interesting."
A little couple was named in public, and they were so scared that their hands held
together were immediately released.

"Mr. Raven is angry and wants to punish you. You can’t let you walk into the Yongye
City with such a big swing, that is too unfair to other serious players. Let me think about
it, how can I punish you, let me Think about it..." The crow walked on and around the
stone pillars, walking around with his wings behind his back, every time he shook his
head, it seemed funny and ridiculous.

No one laughed.

The crow is very funny, and most of the people present are more funny than him.

"Yes!" The crow suddenly raised one of his wings high, and was pleased to announce
"Let's play the lucky turntable!"

As the voice fell, a huge turntable with a radius of ten meters appeared above the crow
out of thin air. The turntable is divided into seven fan-shaped lattices of different colors
and different sizes, and different contents are written in each lattice. Surrounded by a
circle of colored lights, it is exactly the same as the big turntable that often appears in
game halls.

The announcement sounded again, "Trigger the egg game-the lucky turntable. The big
turntable in this issue is divided into four rounds, and players get penalties or rewards
based on the turntable result. Survival is not easy, luck first, the game starts now!"

"Wait, how did it start?"

The square was noisy, and the crow looked at it all from the top. The more chaotic
everyone was, the happier he seemed. He flapped his wings, jumped from this stone
column to that stone column, and then jumped from that stone column to another stone
column. With each wing, the turntable turned faster.

The psychedelic lanterns pulled out afterimages, like a colorful aperture that wrapped
everyone's fate.

Chi Yan was right next to Tang Cuo, carefully pulling his sleeve. "Brother, Tang brother,
did you see the punishment written on the turntable? What does that mean..."
Tang Cuo did not answer.

But Chi Yan couldn't stop the conversation. He clearly saw the words "Doom at 13
o'clock", "Thousand Arrows Going Through the Heart" and so on in the big grid on the
turntable, which didn't sound very good.

But the reality is often afraid of something. With a "ding", the turntable suddenly
stopped, and the red pointer pointed at the piece that Chi Yan saw-13 o'clock.

"Hee hee!" The crow was very happy, and looked across the crowd. "I hate 13, 13 is not
a good number. I declare all the people with a point of 13, you are dead!"

The next moment, there were screams.

In one, two, and three places, the pure black hole appeared under everyone's feet
without warning, and the mouth opened like a giant beast to swallow people alive. Just
in a flash, dozens of people disappeared in the sight of everyone.
Many people didn't even see the process of being devoured, only saw the dark hole
opened, unable to see the end, and then-it was a scream of sorrow.

And the one who grabbed the edge of the hole in anxiety and looked pale after listening
to the screams from all around, struggling to climb up, while frantically asking for help
"Save me, help me! Save me!"

When the people around met, they reacted quickly or slowly, and the bold rushed
forward to pull him. But before he got close, he heard the man start screaming, his
expression frightened and even twisted.

"Who is pulling me?! Let go of me! Help me!"

The person who went to the rescue suddenly froze, and the next second, the person
seemed to be dragged down by something, screaming, the sound and light went away
at a speed, so far that there was an echo.

"Ahhhhhh!" The timid already began to scream, and the fearful demons made their
brains fill in countless cruel and terrible pictures. Sometimes the invisible is the most
terrible.
Chi Yan also fell into the ice cellar, stiff all over, unable to speak with open mouth. Tang
Cuo's face was condensed, his brow furrowed, but his eyes were not scared, and he
stared firmly at the crow.

The crow was laughing, and he began to jump from this stone column to another stone
column, and then from another stone column to the next one. Like a naughty evil boy,
he shook his head and said, "You are so cowardly, cowardly people can't live in Yongye.
So, let the great and kind Mr. Crow sing a song for you. I’m not afraid of singing!"

The turntable continued to rotate, and in the screaming ocean, singing fell down.

"Gods, lambs and crows,

Have fun together on the cliff.

They sing and dance,

Flowers bloomed in the stone.

The **** said, look

It is my flower.

A lamb ate it,

Hurry to die.

Gods, lambs and crows,

There are no more flowers in the world.

A lamb fell off the cliff,

Two lambs fell off the cliff,

The three lambs fell off the cliff,

Four lambs fell off the cliff,

Five lambs fell off the cliff,

Six lambs fell off the cliff,

Seven lambs fell off the cliff,

Are dead,

It's all dead.

The crow said,

The disobedient children are dead! "

A song is not long, but it sings over and over and never rests. The cheerful tone and
weird lyrics make the soul tremble.

Then, it was hysterical.

"What the **** is this place?!"

"What should we do? We will all die, we will die!"

"I am afraid……"

"Stop singing!"

"Don't sing anymore!"

But the singing continues.

"...

A lamb ate it,

Hurry to die.

A lamb ate it,

Hurry to die..."

"Ding!" The turntable finally stopped again, and the red pointer pointed to a small blue
grid marked with 2. The crow looked up and shook his feathers with regret.
But soon he was happy again, tilting his head and saying, "It's okay, we have another
round!"

The author has something to say "Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows"

Source of inspiration-Agatha Christie's "No Survival"

Classic horror nursery rhyme elements, if you are interested, you can also look at the
star detective "Horror Nursery Rhyme" and "A Beautiful Trouble". This article is
tentatively updated at eight every night.

Happy April Fools'

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 2: Death

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Tang Cuo, eight debts after two rounds.

At the beginning of the third round, the crow still paced on the stone pillar, straightened
his chest, and shook his head. The playful, arrogant glance at the people in the square
seemed to stop in Tang Cuo's direction for two seconds, but moved away disdainfully.

"Let's see what the next round of punishment will be?" He deliberately prolonged his
tone and kidnapped everyone to look up with him.

The turntable listened slowly, and the pointer pointed to a huge yellow square, the soul
pendulum.
"What is this?!" Chi Yan cried out from the soul holding his head, but he didn't dare to
call it out loud. He approached Tang Cuo subconsciously, as if he could gain some
security.

The crow flapped her wings. "The big pendulum is good, I love the big pendulum! Three
minutes of bliss, are you ready?"

Everyone looked around in panic and saw that the stone pillar suddenly had a strange
appearance, the black shadow was creeping, and a huge black pendulum was
separated from the pillar body. The forty-nine pendulums began to swing with the stone
pillar as the center, with different directions, different positions, and different speeds, but
there seemed to be a wonderful rhythm.

It is said to be a pendulum, but it is actually not the same as the big pendulum in an
amusement park. It is more like a hammer in the hands of a judge, except that it is so
large that a hammer can overturn a dozen people together.

"Huh--" The strong wind that oscillated in the pendulum could make your cheeks feel
painful from afar.
"Run!"

"Avoid, avoid!"

"Be careful!"

The scattered people desperately avoided, but just ran away from here and turned their
heads to meet another pendulum. "Boom!" The pendulum hit the waist, and the blood
was not yet splashed. The man was knocked into the thick black outside the square.

Someone was scared to sit on the ground, stiff and immobile, only the reflection of the
pendulum grew larger and larger in the pupil.

Someone crawled and crawled, with his hands on his head and crawling on the ground,
but he was lucky to escape. The strong wind blew their eardrums, and they looked
around. There were shadows of the pendulum shaking, and there was nowhere to hide.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Wailing everywhere, blood splattered.

Those who had died but did not leave the area of ​the square, there appeared exactly
the same black hole as the first round, swallowing them silently.

Life passed away like water, but the crow sang a cheerful song again.

"Gods, lambs and crows,

Have fun together on the cliff.

They sing and dance,

Flowers bloomed in the stone.

The **** said, look

It is my flower.

A lamb ate it,

Hurry to die..."

Chi Yan couldn’t remember how many times he got up from the ground. The continuous
pendulum made him unable to stop and think. He could only run and run desperately.
The strings in his brain were tight, as if slightly If you relax, you will be smashed by the
pendulum.

But why is this happening? !

Chi Yan rushed forward and fell to the ground. The big pendulum swept over the top of
his head with a fierce wind. He almost did not catch his breath in one breath, and there
was cold sweat behind him.

The pendulum on the west side shook again.

Chi Yan got up from the ground in a hurry, but at this moment, he saw the little girl in a
sick suit and was pushed a short distance away. The man was in a hurry to escape, and
when he saw the pendulum coming, he unconsciously pushed the people around him to
block it. But why had he ever thought about how a little girl of eleven or twelve years old
could stop a behemoth?

"Run! Get up and run!" Chi Yan also wanted to rush there subconsciously, but the
pendulum on the west side hadn't shaken yet, but the one behind him came. He didn't
even notice that when he was turned back by the strong wind, he rolled on the ground
several times before stopping.

After a while, he was afraid that he was directly hit by the pendulum, and at this
moment, the little girl seemed to hear his shout, and she tried to get up from the ground
with her lips pale and a face.

She climbed quickly, using both hands and feet, and no tears ran in her eyes, but the
big pendulum was close at hand.

On the occasion of a thousand shots, a figure flew over and knocked the little girl out
five or six meters away, and the two rolled to the ground, avoiding the big pendulum.
Chi Yan's eyes widened. The man was the one who pushed the little girl before!

What's the matter?

Chi Yan hurriedly looked in the direction of the man's flight, and saw Tang Cuo clapping
his hands casually, as if throwing a bag of garbage. Feeling Chi Yan's gaze, Tang Cuo
glanced at him, and there was no special reaction. He turned around and walked back
slowly.

Ten steps out, just standing in the gap between two large pendulums. It wasn't his
supple black hair that blew the wind, but the sorrow of his loneliness.

"Lying trough?"

Chi Yan marveled in his heart, but as if seeing the hope of life, he ran to him in hiding. In
fact, he hid so many times, and he saw that the swing of these big pendulums was
regular, but it could be seen that it was one thing, and it was another thing to really use
it properly. Halfway through, he thought of the little girl again, hesitating whether to pull
her back, and found that she seemed particularly safe there.
A blind spot without hammering.

Someone soon discovered this excellent location and gathered here.

Chi Yan couldn't help but wonder if Tang Cuo had already done well, but at this moment
he couldn't think about it. He gritted his teeth and ran to Tang Cuo, and decided to hug
his thigh first.

The thigh is coquettish, one hand carrying a hapless back collar to save the person, and
the other hand holding his own survival assessment report. Unlucky egg escaped, the
shock was undecided, just wanted to say thank you, he was slammed on the ground
again by Tang Cuo, and his forehead sagged on the ground.

The big pendulum came, and the whizzing wind passed over the two of them.

"Brother! Help me, brother!" Chi Yan finally arrived in shock.

"First, save me first." The unlucky egg quickly interjected. "I think my head is cracking,
save my life..."

Tang Cuo said nothing about it. He looked up for two seconds and said, "It's almost
stopped."

Chi Yan, "Ah?"

Looking up, the speed of the big pendulum really started to drop. Seeing this situation,
Chi Yan's brain was slightly stuck, and it took a few seconds for the game to sound.
There was a time limit.

Three minutes, it is time to arrive.

The risk of the big pendulum slowly slowing down suddenly. When they finally stopped,
Chi Yan sat down on the ground, and his heart was filled with luck of escape.

But soon, he couldn't rejoice.

There are more than six thousand people in the whole square, and only a small half of
the sparse Lala is left at this time.

The crow has something to say, "The game is not over yet, why did you all sit down? In
the last round of the game, guess what surprises?"

The answer was silence.

The crow was very dissatisfied and jumped back and forth on the stone pillar. "You guys
are really not fun at all. They have no meaning at all. It really is the worst player I have
ever brought!"

After all, the crow was crazy to turn the turntable, and the lantern pulled out the
afterimage again.

"Ding!" Everyone shuddered.

The frightened people looked up and held their breaths, heart to heart. Chi Yan is also
the only two reward grids in his heart that are crazy to seek, one point +5, a blank grid,
but fate gives the answer at this time-

In the final round of the lucky turntable, death is no fun.

This time, the crow was almost overjoyed, and gave the game description extremely
intimately. "This game is the ultimate version of dissipation. I know you guys play this
game in the world, how? Surrise! The rules of the game are very simple, according to
Your current position is divided into cells, one player in each cell. Each column, one
column, no matter how far apart the two players are, as long as it is the same death
method and there is no other player in the middle, it can be eliminated. By me Specify a
player as the initial position. If the elimination condition is met, the most recent player
will continue the game until it cannot be eliminated. After the game is over, the
remaining players enter the Yongye City."

"No, this won't work!" Even if some people objected loudly, the others looked at each
other, seeing the same collapse and despair from the other person's eyes. There are
thousands of death laws in this world, but they are ordinary people, and ordinary
people's death methods are very common. If you really play according to this rule,
everyone will die!
The brain is flexible, and at this time, he has begun to ventilate with the people around
him, trying to change his position to ensure that he is not eliminated. But soon they
discovered that their legs were in place.

In the next moment, the shimmer lighted up from the gap of the black stone slab,
dividing the whole square into cells of equal size. Anyone who is standing on the edge
of the person, or several people are standing in the same person, is pushed into the
person by force majeure or forcibly divided into the next person in the distance. With the
blink of an eye, the game is ready.

The crow smirked, his wings spread behind his back, and an elongated tone "Let me
see, where should I start first?"

He looked and looked, jumped from one stone pillar to another, looked left and right,
and almost jumped around the square for a week without saying the result.

He seems to be deliberate, torturing poor players on purpose, the more nervous and
desperate they are, the happier he will be.
Chi Yan's teeth were itchy and her heart collapsed, but she still didn't want to give up.
He turned to look at the unlucky egg next to him, and whispered, "Brother, how did you
die?"

Unlucky egg "I stayed up late..."

"What a coincidence." Chi Yan rolled his eyes at Tian and almost died suddenly on the
spot. But he was a brave and kind boy who would never admit defeat, so he asked
others around him.

No need to ask.

The one with broken arms and legs in front of Tang Cuo was covered in blood. At first
glance, there was a car accident. Chi Yan still remembers that Tang Cuo said that his
death was also caused by a car accident.

It's better not to ask.

"Brother." Chi Yan looked at Tang Cuo quietly. "Do you have a high chance of cancer?"

Tang Cuo "?"

Chi Yan, "We are both dead. Anyway, let the little girl survive, maybe her hair can grow
in that **** Yongye City."

Tang Cuo "..."

Perhaps he knew he was going to die again, and Chi Yan was talking incessantly.

Tang Cuo thought he was annoying, so he asked, "Do you think he really knows how
each of us died?"

Chi Yan was stunned for a while. "Huh?"

Tang Cuo has been thinking about a question, what is the difference between a
broadcast sound and a crow. The sound of the broadcast is most likely from the bell. Is
it the system itself of this game, and the crow? Is it an administrator or nc?

Either way, there is a difference between the two.

The death methods that the crow just pointed out, car accidents, drowning, hanging,
wrist cutting, are all arguable to the naked eye. If he is not the system itself and does
not know the specific way of death for everyone, then this game will become very
simple.

Thinking of this, Tangcuo once again swept the people standing around him.

There was a car accident three blocks ahead.

Two blocks away from the left, Illness suit, no blood on my body, most of them died of
illness.
On the right is Chi Yan, a sudden death.

The latter did not see the specific reason, but there was no blood on his body, at least
most of the chances were not trauma.

"Brother? Did you think of any way?" Chi Yan asked.

"Do you know how to scold people?" Tang Cuo asked back.

"Ah?" Chi Yan was stunned, scratching his head. "Who am I scolding?"

Tangcuo "Crow."

Chi Yan immediately grasped the heart, which may be called crazy before death. I am
dying, and I die twice in a day. If I am not alive, I will go crazy and swear a few words to
show my respect for this shit.
"Cursed him for being a bird and a beast. The beast and the beast have mixed
chickens, and the old mother is thundering."

Tang Cuo felt a little disrespectful and looked at him from now on. But he felt that this
sentence was still a bit too long, like the old lady’s foot-wrap was smelly and long, so he
reduced it to-

"Hey, miserable beast!"

The audience was in an uproar.

The crow almost fell off the stone pillar with a bare foot, and turned back incredulously
"Who? Who is talking?!"

Tang Cuo raised his hand, "I was scolding you."

Crow "Who do you scold?!"

Tang Cuo "Miscellaneous beasts."

Crow "Who is the miscellaneous beast, please tell me clearly!"

Tangcuo "you."

The crow was angry. If he was just acting before, then this time the great and kind Mr.
Crow was really angry. He flapped his wings frantically, and the hair on his head was
falling.

"How dare you say this great and kind Mr. Crow, I will punish you! I must punish you! I
have decided that this round of games will start with you, you! It is you! You die!"

The familiar bell sounded.

"Ding--"
"Unable to eliminate, the game is over!"

The crow froze.

Chi Yan froze, and everyone at the scene froze.

Is the game over? !

"This is impossible! How could it end so soon!?" The crow flew up, hovering over the
sky to vent its anger. But he shouted and shouted, and at a certain moment his face
suddenly became ugly-he understood.

"You cheat! You deliberately angered me!" Crow glared at Tangcuo.

Tang Cuo shrugged.

Chi Yanhou realized afterwards, "What the **** is going on? How did the game end,
you...you, you died in a car accident?"

Of course, Tang Cuo did not die in a car accident. If it was such a common death
method, he would not be negative.

Crow is still indignant. "You treacherous and cunning player, dare to fool the great and
kind Mr. Crow, I must punish you, you--"

"Ding--" The sound of the bell interrupted his words.

"Congratulations to all the players for successfully completing the egg game-the lucky
turntable, with 2315 survivors. Let's celebrate with warm applause the successful
conclusion of the entrance ceremony of Yongye City!"

"Dear players."

"Welcome back to Yongye City!"

As the voice fell, everyone's vision began to blur, and consciousness gradually stripped
away. Only the ravenous voice of crow was still in my ears "k27216, you cunning
human, I remember you!"

The author has something to say about unaccountable guessing how Tangcuo died?

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 3: Eiya

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When Tangcuo's eyes were restored again, he stood in a strange room.

The room is not large, about ten square meters is equipped with a wooden bed, a
simple bathroom separated by a fan-shaped glass door, and a small round table with
two chairs. Looking at the decoration style, the bathroom is very modern, still separated
from wet and dry, but the round table and wooden bed reveal the smell of the period of
the Republic of China, and the floor of the room is old like an abandoned loft in a small
western-style house.

Weird style.

Tang Cuo only thought a little, and quickly walked to the desk because there was a
stained glass window. Opening the window and looking out, a strange city suddenly
appeared.

No amount of thinking is worse than seeing it with my own eyes, and it was only then
that Tang Cuo really had a real sense of stepping into another world.

A huge black city stood towering under the night.

It is black because all the houses and roads in this city are black, and the atmosphere of
the whole city is solemn and solemn. But this is not accurate enough, because the roofs
of some houses are covered with colorful glazed tiles, scattered like gems in huge
cities.

And here, the lights are bright. The faint hilarity came from all corners of the city. As if
every light was on, there was a figure shaking.

This is a living city.

There are western spires and towers, and there are also Chinese-style stacked
pavilions.

There is an ancient carriage passing through the black stone road in front, and there is
also a floating track filled with a sense of future technology. The lights in the car are like
the webbing of stars, like a flying black dragon.

It is now dark, and there is no star or moon in the sky, but Tangcuo's vision is still clear.
Because there are not only street lights on the streets, a huge glowing sphere is also
adorned on the spire of the tower in the distance.
It's like the Pearl of the Night, and there are more than one. Judging by Tang Cuo's
visual observations, they are evenly and regularly distributed in the city.

Tang Cuo's room is on the third floor. The piece he is in is like a residential area, a
Western-style building, and they are only two or three floors high. The black stone street
downstairs is very long. From time to time, pedestrians pass by, both men and women,
young and old, dressed in modern style, but a little more style.

Tattered cloth strips, crumpled cloaks, camouflage jackets, etc., are all available. Tang
Cuo has only seen this colorful fashion show in the novice area of ​large online games.

Is this the Yongye City?

Where are they, Chi Yan?

After a moment, Tang Cuo turned his attention to the house again, and quickly locked
the coat rack at the door. There hung a small golden bell, except for the size, exactly the
same as Tang Cuo saw in the white fog space.

But Tang Cuo did not intend to ignore it, but directly grasped the door handle. Pressed
down, but couldn't push.

"Ding--" The bell rang by itself.

"Here is the broadcast guide for the survival of Yongye City for you: please open the
system panel and complete the basic settings according to the current character points.
The time limit is ten minutes. If in doubt, press 1; if the system fails, press 4. Survival is
not easy, Please cherish life."

What the hell?

Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes, but he didn't see any system panel from beginning to end.
Why is this broken game so annoying that you can't die well, it's more trouble than alive.

Thinking so, Tang Cuo even wanted to go to bed to sleep first.

He searched impatiently again in the room, even pulling up his sleeves and looking for
any button on his arm, but found nothing.

Perhaps this broken system is voice.

"open."

no response.

"Open."

It doesn't seem to be in English either.

"go to hell."

"Please use civilized words to create a beautiful Yongye City together."

Tang Cuo was too lazy to vomit, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but when he
opened his eyes, he found that there was an additional holographic display in front of
him. And no matter where Tang Cuo looks, the panel is displayed directly opposite him,
and it seems to follow his line of sight.

As for the opening and closing buttons? Perhaps it was the time he closed his eyes,
more than three seconds.

The system panel is not much different from what Tang Cuo has seen when playing
online games. It is divided into three parts. [Characters] [Skills] [Tasks] can be switched
between each other. At the bottom is an independent equipment bar, ten grids, but all
are empty. Tang Cuoyuan wanted to reach out, but he found that he just had this idea,
and the [Character] interface was brought up by himself.

【character】

No. K27216: Tang Cuo

Initial character points: -8

Force: 0

Intelligence: 0

Charm: 0

Rating: A

life value:--

*Add some discretion, repentance is invalid. Survival is not easy, cherish life.

Tang Cuo: "..."

What to add? Does the negative score decrease?

Tang Cuo opened the skill and task panels again and found that they were all blank.
Yes, he turned back to the character interface, facing these three simple and
easy-to-understand items, and fell into rare reflection.

Intellect-8 may become mentally retarded, and Charisma-8 may become ugly, so Tang
Cuo chose to use force-8 for three seconds. As for equal division, it is impossible to
divide equally, Tang Cuo refused to mean.

"Ding--"

"It is detected that the player completes the basic settings and immediately generates a
character image!"

So "click" unlocked, "bang", Tangcuo fell. The pain of death returned to him in an
instant, grabbing his internal organs and depriving him of physical strength and energy.
Tide-like fatigue followed.

The sweat soon wet the broken hair of Tang Cuo Jiao Jiao, he relieved his breath, did
not rush to sit up, and recalled the panel and glanced again.

【character】
No. K27216: Tang Cuo

Current character points: 0

Force: -8

Intelligence: 0

Charm: 0

Rating: A-

Health: 15%

*There are so many scourges that it is undesirable to die.

【task】

Alive.

The mission has been updated, but it's as simple as hell. The only thing to be thankful is
that although the pain came back, the wound did not follow, but was weak.

But there was nothing to eat in the room, there was no change of laundry, and he
wanted to live, which meant Tangcuo had to get out of the room.

Oh wrong, Tangcuo didn't bring nothing, he brought a survival assessment report.

After a while, the pain eased and physical strength recovered. Tang Cuo climbed from
the ground and picked up the "brick" again. As the only property at present, Tang Cuo
decided to take it with him, and he could use it as a weapon when necessary, and he
had seen it, and there was not even a piece of toilet paper in the toilet.

Wait, can this thing be put into the equipment bar?

When Tang Cuo thought about it, the assessment report disappeared from his hand.
Then open the equipment bar, there is a book pattern in the first space.
He tried again to take it out of the equipment bar, and in the blink of an eye, it came
back. and so--

Is it really a piece of equipment?

Tang Cuo thought of God, and suddenly, Tuk Tuk knocked on the door.

Who will it be?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, the cold light flashed in his eyes. But soon, this cold light
was depressed by laziness, and he stepped forward to open the door casually.

"Hello." The man has a fat and grinning face, in his forties, with thin hair but a gentle
smile. Wearing a whitish blue tooling, a vegetable basket in his arms, every calluse on
the rough palm reveals the ordinary.

"Something?" Tang Cuo's attitude was cold.

"Are you new here? Introduce yourself. My name is Lu Wenming and I live in this street.
I want to ask if you need help?" The middle-aged man smiled and took out one from the
vegetable basket The promotional sheet was stuffed with Tang Cuo, saying: "Look, you
can exchange points for currency. One point can be exchanged for 10,000 RMB. It's
very cost-effective. You don't have anything in the room now? You can buy it in RMB.
You can stay here with money. Survived."

Tang Cuo held the thin piece of paper and could not see the emotion.

Lu Wenming is very patient and continues to say: "I don't hide you, I don't want to report
that there is no help for people here, but I will also charge a fee from it. I can't fight, I
can't do anything else. People are different, the points will be earned soon. And the
newcomers have a protection mechanism, only need to deduct five points in the first
month. If you exchange money with me now, it is nothing more than paying a little extra
fee, but I can give you Provide guidance for newcomers."

"Guidelines?"
"You just came here and don't know? What is the place of Yongye City, how to use the
points, how to do the tasks, where to buy things, you can know it for yourself after a
while, but if you know it earlier, prepare more? Look, I didn't hide it. We are
straightforward and honest in business."

"Credit?"

"what?"

Lu Wenming was stunned. He had been in this business for so long, and he still heard
the newcomer open the credit for the first time. Back to God, he blinked his eyes, looked
at Tang Cuo with a smile, and said: "Why can't you take credit, Yongye City never takes
credit. After all, no one knows whether the person in front of him will disappear
tomorrow, credit How can I return the outgoing account? I can't take credit, I can only
get a loan shark and turn it up five times."

Tangcuo: "Oh."

Perhaps Tang Cuo's reaction was really different from that of other newcomers. Lu
Wenming carefully looked at his expression, and the smile on his face converged. He
considered it and asked, "Do you think about it again?"

Tang Cuo: "I think about it."

"Are you going to buy it?"

"No, I plan to borrow."

The next second, while the landing civilization hadn't responded yet, Tang Cuo grabbed
his hand and dragged him into the house, closed the door, pressed it against the door
panel, and cut his hands. The sound of closing the door was very soft, and Tang Cuo
deliberately withdrew the moment the door closed.

The food basket fell to the ground, and the paper was scattered all over. Lu Wenming
exclaimed, but was covered.
"If you cooperate well, you can live. If I guess right, everyone has died once, and once
again, the end should be worse than death."

"Um! Um!" Lu Wenming nodded frantically.

Tang Cuo only released his hand and covered his hand, but only moved a little down.
The cold fingertips stayed on Lu Wenming's neck, as if he could twist it off with just a
little effort.

Lu Wenming cold sweat DC. Which newcomer was not in perfect condition when he first
came here? Either you don’t feel at all like a mental retardation, or you are frightened by
the shadow of death, and even a determined person needs time to get used to it, and a
little coax can get hooked, but what about this one behind him?

Looking back at the situation we just met, Lu Wenming was so angry that he thumped
his chest in his heart. He was supposed to leave Tangcuo the first time he noticed the
difference. What made him feel lucky?

"I, I really didn't lie to you. The current exchange ratio of Yongye City is 10,000 to
20,000. I charged a handling fee and I have to pay a part. In the end, I may not even
have one point in my hand! The newcomer finally I will change it. Although there is not a
lot of 10,000 yuan, but you can stay through the first few days. I am also a life-seeking.
You are good, don’t worry about me..."

"RMB is useless, points are hard currency."

Lu Wenming was stunned, because Tang Cuo used affirmative sentences. At this
moment, he almost doubted whether Tang Cuo was a newcomer. He pressed his lips
tightly for a few seconds, and finally shuddered to answer: "It's not really
useless...really! Most of the daily necessities and food are still bought with money. The
points are very precious, so the money is still useful, just ,just……"

"It's just not that useful." Purchasing power drops, but it's better than toilet paper.
"Yes, yes, that's it." Lu Wenming echoed and actively cooperated: "Anyway, you still
need to use the money. How about I sell you 20,000 at the market price? If you don't
earn you a point, you should pay it. Friends, no no no, 30,000! How about 30,000?"

Tang Cuo finally let him go and said, "Twenty thousand, borrow three days."

Lu Wenming regained his freedom and wiped Khan exaggeratedly. He didn't bargain
with Tang Cuo now, and picked up the vegetable basket with a smile and took the
money out of it. He took a small look at Tang Cuo while digging it out, and before
handing two stacks of money in front of Tang Cuo, the pleasing face quickly piled up.

"You count?" he said.

Tang Cuo didn't answer, but Lu Wenming saw a hair in his heart, and the hand holding
the money shrank back. But at this moment, Tang Cuo reached out again.

Lu Wenming's retracted hand was firmly grasped, and he felt a pucker in his heart, and
he immediately showed a fierce light with a pleasing and frightened face. The change
was instantaneous, Lu Wenming loosened the RMB, withdrew a card from it in a flash,
and threw it to Tangcuo with a scream.

"go with!"

The card spins in mid-air, but it plays like a slow motion in the eyes, allowing Tang Cuo
to see the contents of the card.

Tarot cards, magician.

Unknown battle mode means endless danger.

Tang Cuo quickly retreated, and at the same time his wrist shook, and two stacks of
RMB were thrown at the Tarot cards. The banknotes scattered, but they caught fire
when they passed the tarot cards.

If a banknote is a fire, two hundred sheets are countless fires. All the banknotes
spontaneously ignited without wind, and in the next second, they grew stronger again.
The strong heat wave made Tang Cuo, who had left early, almost roasted on the spot,
and even smelled of a burnt hair.

"Fool!" Lu Wenming raised his **** to Tangcu with a sullen face. He had never seen
such a stupid method of death with a firecracker trick to fire a woman.

This is also true of the newcomer, who was accidentally caught by him just now, it must
be that the little white face is too deceptive. It was obviously a villain that set fire to
robbery, and looked like a child talking under the national flag.

But to think about it, Lu Wenming has been much cautious at the moment, raising his
hand to recall the Tarot card and turning around, he didn't want to understand the whole
process of Tangcuo's burning. However, at the moment he grasped the door handle, a
heavy object flew into the air, hitting the back of his head.

"Boom!" Lu Wenming nibbled on the door again, his head almost cracked, and he rolled
all over with pain.

Fireball dissipates directly as the user falls to the ground, as if everything just now was
an illusion. Tang Cuo walked over casually, picked up the "bricks" on the ground, and
smiled for the first time.

He looked at Lu Wenming: "Foolish."

Lu Wenming was very angry when he was in pain. How could he not expect Tang Cuo
to be completely harmless under the fireball attack? Is he still a newcomer? !

He looked up in horror but saw Tang Cuo behind him, the glass door of the bathroom
open. There is only one truth-Tangcuo hid in the bathroom when the fire burned. And Lu
Wenming hurried away, did not wait for the fire to flood in, so was KO on the spot.

Having figured this out, Lu Wenming suddenly lost his face, and he knew he had no
chance of making a comeback. On the mind, even luck, he is not as good as this young
man in front of him.
Tang Cuo is not good, Lu Wenming is not sure about his next destiny.

"I just want to know, how do you doubt me?"

"Occupational disease."

It is impossible for Lu Wenming to know that Tang Cuo is a detective. He observes

everything and doubts everything.

In such an unusual city, ordinary people are not ordinary. Lu Wenming seemed to tell
the truth about the rebate, retreating in order to gain Tang Cuo's trust step by step, but
did not know Tang Cuo has always been stingy about this.

Lu Wenming didn't know that before Tang Cuo's newcomer entered the Yongye City,
they also triggered the lucky turntable because of poor performance. After a game, they
are strictly not pure newcomers.

What he is even less likely to know is that Tang Cuo's points are negative, and this
business cannot be done from the beginning.

Tang Cuo was not interested in explaining so much, and took a look at the system
panel.

Health: 3%

*You are one step away from death.

The author has something to say that the basic settings of Yongye City will be unfolded
one by one in the next, because this is a new world, involving more aspects, so if you
see something that is not mentioned, it is probably behind and piled up. It will be boring
together.

In a word, this is probably a "dark black utopia".

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 4: Mr.
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Tang Cuo, one step away from death, ransacked all the money and the Tarot card in Lu
Wenming, and then stripped his coat to tie him.

The best harvest was a small package of dried meat in Lu Wenming's pocket. Tang Cuo
ate the dried meat and walked a few steps outside the door.
Outside the door is a corridor with five doors on each side. When Tang Cuo opened the
door, the second door on the right-hand side also opened. A skinny middle-aged man
leaned his head to see Tang Cuo. "You, you, you" for a long time, then retracted in
horror.

The man was covered in blood, and it seemed to be a newly dead player of the same
time.

After standing for a few minutes without any other trouble, Tangcuo returned to the
house and began interrogation.

"real name."

"No. J19756, Zhang Xing."

"This is the world after death?"

"Yes, it's not." Zhang Xing shook his head bitterly: "I thought it was like this at first.
Someone gave me a score to judge whether I went to heaven or go to hell. But
everyone who comes here will hear a word and welcome back Yongye City. In his
previous life, his mother was a trial in the city, a novice village, a pre-drama, and death
is the beginning of everything. Then you said that we are dead or alive now? There is
no way Count."

"Enter Yongye City, and then?"

"Living."

"?"

"Survival, earn points through game missions. Only if you get enough points, you can
re-enter the reincarnation. During this period, you must turn in enough points every
month to survive."

Which ghost screening mechanism was invented by this ghost?

Tang Cuo thinks this is a problem. After he was reborn, he is no longer him. Why should
he earn points for a stranger? Wouldn’t it be possible to live forever if you stay here?

"What if I don't go?"

This question was asked, but Zhang Xing shivered as a whole, and his lips were white:
"I am afraid that the elite in Area A will not have such an idea. Yongye City is not a
modern society. There is no crime in killing people here, no morality, no law, only The
most basic rule of survival... you have to pay points every month when you live here. I
didn’t lie to you just now. The novice has a protection mechanism. As long as you pay 5
points in the first month, I can’t even be arrogant. Let you die as soon as you come."

Tang Cuo was indifferent to this.

Zhang Xing had to continue with a white face: "In addition to points, there is a necessary
condition for doing game tasks. Even if you have enough points to hand in, you have to
do the task at least once a month. If you don’t take the initiative, you will be forced to do
it. Trigger, you can’t escape. All the mandatory missions are nine deaths, and it is
impossible to want to live safely. It is constantly pushing you forward, and backwards is
death."
"What is Area A?"

"It is the division of the area here. When everyone first comes, the system will put you in
the corresponding area according to your rating and initial points. A total of seven areas,
the area A is the strongest and the area F is the weakest."

"Where is this?"

"Area F. The newcomers are basically in the area D. The area F has the most. I've been
here for almost three months, and I'm just spinning around in the area F. It's too difficult
to get up, and it's up every time. The number of points to be paid in a month will also
rise, people like me, huh..."

Zhang Xing said, he fell into an inexplicable depression.

Tang Cuo didn't bother to take care of his mood. The basic questions should be asked.
Such a middle-aged man who is not strong in combat and needs to earn points by
cheating newcomers can't touch any core. Thinking for a moment, he asked: "The initial
addition is based on the original addition and subtraction, right?"
Zhang Xing froze, nodding.

Tang Cuo got it. In general online games, the initial value is the initial value, and Wuli-8
should represent Tang Cuicai as a weak chicken, not even Xinshou Village. But the fact
is that he is still the one who just put a debuff that is not fatal, so the initial addition here
is only an increase or decrease on the original basis.

This original foundation is the so-called human trial game-Tang Cuo's first twenty-four
years of life.

But Tang Cuo was most interested in the tarot card and Zhang Xing's battle mode.

Zhang Xing's head is still hurting. Hearing this question, he no longer has any idea of
​concealment. He has never seen a newcomer like Tangcuo, and even if he doesn't say
it, he will soon know that it's meaningless to hide.

"The Tarot card was obtained during the mission. There are all kinds of strange things in
the mission. Magic, martial arts, abilities, and various equipment, as long as you have a
way to get it. But everyone's final battle style is different, the number of ways. It’s not the
same. I’m just a small person, not to mention self-contained. I don’t even know the
threshold of entry. I can only play with props like the Tarot card...

In fact, Zhang Xing feels very strange. Why is such a powerful newcomer classified as
the weakest F zone? He was kicked to the iron plate.

For a little while, Tang Cuo's health has been restored to 7% because of dried meat. He
stood up, frowning at the blood stains on his body, and decided to go shopping first.

He temporarily let go of Zhang Xing, but he didn't let go, and he was stunned. There
were still people above Zhang Xing. He was afraid that Zhang Xing would go back to
rescue the soldiers and then burn his house.

Opening the door and going downstairs, Tang Cuo did not meet anyone again this time,
and went all the way to the black stone street outside. There are also street signs on the
street, a very common blue sign that reads: East Cross Street, District F.

Tang Cuo followed the route given by Zhang Xing, crossed a road, and suddenly there
were more people.
It’s very lively, with neon signs hung under the eaves, windows on the street are open,
music and wine scented out from inside, the smiles and slapstick on the faces of young
men and women look like Zhang Xing The fear on his face is irrelevant.

Everyone didn't look at Tangcuo with blood on his body, and the door of the tavern was
suddenly broken. In the noise, a group of racks is being staged.

Someone is crying.

Someone is laughing.

People on the street are still singing and playing guitar. Tang Cuo remembers him as a
former 18-line singer who died in a car accident a few years ago. A female student of
Tang Cuo liked him very much and bought a bunch of flowers for him.

Tang Cuo stopped to listen to a few words, not very nice, and left.
The supermarket is three streets away, like a department store in the ancient times, with
huge posters of **** girls from the 1980s hanging on the outside wall. Tang Cuo slowly
walked in and walked around, selling a pair of socks for 1,000 pieces and 5,000 hot and
sour powders.

In other words, one point can only be changed to four bowls of hot and sour powder.

Tang Cuo did not believe this evil and asked the aunt who sold hot and sour powder.
Aunt likes this handsome guy who looks like he had spoken under the national flag
since childhood, and told him that the current exchange ratio is one to one million.

Because the penny is not valuable. Now people burn everything, burn BMW, burn
iPhone, and burn inflatable dolls, and the coins are burning pile after pile, inflation.

Tang Cuo decided to go back and beat Zhang Xing.

But Tang Cuo is not in a hurry to go back now, nor does he want to find the same
students he knew. After eating and drinking, walking around the streets of Yongye City,
he saw a quaint hot spring soup on the road, and he went into the bath with his newly
purchased clothes.
The money searched from Zhang Xing was just enough for him to soak for an hour. But
what he didn't know is that just when he was soothed to take a bath, the game hall in
the central area of ​Yongye City was making waves because of him.

The game lobby is the task collection office.

The size of the Yongyecheng Game Hall is comparable to the most luxurious casino in
Las Vegas. The overall shape is round. It is about the size of two football fields. It is
about 30 meters high. The structure is all black steel frame and irregular glass. Crystals
are cool and expensive. And once you step into the game lobby, the scene before you
will make you dream from Las Vegas back to the 90s.

Doll machine, fishing, billiards, racing, Taiko Daren, fighting machine, lucky turntable,
dancing machine, etc., almost all kinds of facilities have been here since the game hall
appeared.

The whole hall was crowded, and at this moment, many people's eyes were fixed on the
three huge virtual electronic screens hanging from the top of the steel frame in the
center of the hall.
Each electronic screen is a long list, arranged from one to ninety-nine, and the one that
everyone is concerned about at the moment is called-Mr. Crow's blacklist.

The list is as follows:

First place: Area A, G79081

Second place: Area A, E57456

Third place: Area B, F66666

...

Ninety-ninth: District F, K27216

"K27216? Who?"
"The blacklist hasn't been updated in 800 years. Where did this come from? Are all the
F districts on the list now?"

"Isn't that the big man in Area A who was fined back?"

"Is there a character in Area A?"

There was a lot of discussion, and a small pink man suddenly appeared: "Will this new
period of time be a newcomer? It has attracted such a great hatred value since the
beginning."

"How could it be a newcomer?"

"The newcomers in Area F are not too scared to pee pants, are they good?"

"That's it!"
"Did you all forget the number one?"

"That's different! People are from Area A, can you compare it! Moreover, Mr. Crow liked
him so much, mom's privileged class, which one will be blacklisted..."

"Hush!"

The speaker talked left and right and looked at the eyes of the thief, fearing that
someone might hear it. The people around seemed to think of something, and he was
trembling and didn't speak.

Not long after, everyone dispersed, and the waves brought by Tang Cuo gradually
subsided. In this city, most of them are short-lived, and a blacklisted crane is at the end.
There is really nothing to pay attention to.

The pink hairy fish usually shuttles among the crowd, turning around with great interest,
but it seems that there is nothing interesting to see, and they leave with interest. Seeing
where he left, it was Zone A.
Tang Cuo in Area F is thinking at the moment.

Anyway, he was also rated A, how could he be assigned to F zone? Because of the
negative score? Is this a disguised punishment for negative points?

If so, then Tang Cuo will not be very happy in the next days. According to Zhang Xing,
points can only be obtained from quests, and you want to get points directly in Yongye
City unless you grab it. Once Tang Cuo entered the task, the existence of negative
points would definitely cause him trouble.

Half an hour later, Tang Cuo's health value had risen to 13%, and he returned to East
Cross Street. At this moment, East Cross Street is much more lively than when Tang
Cuo first came. Someone probed his brain in the window upstairs from time to time,
looking at everything in front of him in panic and doubt. They can scare them away.

It seems that there are a lot of new players assigned to zone F.

The worst session is worthy of the name.

Tang Cuo glanced, but didn't see Chi Yan, but he didn't care too much. He walked
upstairs in a brand-new windbreaker carrying a large bag of daily necessities, and didn't
want to say hello.

The rest of the people saw him, some people clearly recognized it, but they dared not
step forward to say hello, and even someone shook his head frantically at him. Tang
Cuo frowned, and vaguely noticed something, turned around and walked a few steps,
as expected-the corridor was blocked.

Five fancy youths sat or stood, two smoked and two played cards, and one yellow hair
was playing with the iron rod in his hand. When he saw Tang Cuo, the smoking mad
man raised his eyebrows and glanced at him with a bad tone: "He looks like a little white
face, but he can't be wrong."

Huang Mao immediately stepped forward with a smile, walked three times, and said:
"Waiting for you for half an hour, now the newcomers are big-hearted, they dare to grab
money when they first come, grab money and have the leisure to go to the supermarket,
What did you buy?"

Tang Cuo was expressionless, too lazy to speak.

"Yo." Huang Mao raised the stick to Tang Cuo's heart and smiled evilly: "I'm grumpy,
hurried back to bed?"

"What about Zhang Xing?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Do you still care about Zhang Xing?" Huang Mao happily gestured to his left and right
companions, and then said: "Zhang Xing is still in your house. Do you want to see if he
is dead? A new person can't even do it. It’s miscellaneous, even if it’s dead. If you join
us, how many people would be fooled by your face?"

The other four laughed together, smashed their cigarette butts, dropped playing cards,
and drew out a weird weapon from behind, and came forward. The violence and ridicule
in his eyes were almost uncovered.

Tang Cuo still expressionless, looked back at the street. People in twos and threes hid
not far away and probed their heads here, but no one dared to come.

"You can rest assured that no one will come to save you." Huang Mao sneered.
It is said that Tang Cuo just calmly took out a black steel bone chopping knife from the
plastic bag of the supermarket, grabbed the handle of the knife and slammed it-it was
the desired feel.

Huang Mao paused slightly, raised his hand to stop his companion, stared at Tang Cuo,
and said, "Do you want to fight against us with a kitchen knife without any ability? I'm
afraid you don't know where you came from. Children, if you don’t want to die too ugly,
it’s too late to beg for mercy."

Tang Cuo asked: "Is there any?"

Huang Mao was irritated for a while, and this person, Zhou Zheng's face, and the light
and gentle tone of voice, all met his anger. But when he just wanted to speak, Tang Cuo
broke out.

He hurried forward, and in front of Huang Mao in a blink of an eye, he slammed

sideways. The bone chopper in his hand pulled out the residual image. He snapped the
blade sideways and smashed Huang Mao's half teeth.
"Ouch!" Huang Fei, who was photographed flying, bumped his companion back upside
down, his teeth mixed with blood foam, and his head seemed to be caught in the door,
pain and dizziness.

What abilities, martial arts, and tricks are now a mess.

Others are still awake, reach for their arms, and say something in their mouths. But
Tangcuo's bone-chopping knife didn't stop at all. He was very fast and faster than
anything. Before the opponent's tricks came out, the thick bone-chopping knife was
photographed head-on.

UI.

The bone-chopping knife made of black steel has a blade body and a handle that are
one-piece, dark and glorious, and only the blade has a dull metallic luster. Not sharp,
but big and heavy.

Immortalized, the fairy returned to the west.

Novice village whiteboard equipment, the first choice for murder.

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"boom!"

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

"Oh!"

"Don't fight, don't fight!"

"I surrender!"

"Help!"

The lights in the corridor were shaking, and the lights were illuminating the figures on
the wall, spreading their teeth. The shouting was crushed and shattered, and it
penetrated the night sky and came out far away, but no one came to control it.

The new players are uneasy, not because they are too timid, but because everything in
front of them is beyond their imagination-someone boldly rushed forward and wanted to
save Tangcuo, but what they saw was that they were so angry. Bone chopper.

When the fight was over, Tang Cuo hummed and asked, "Are you still here?"

The five of them twisted crazy on the ground and backed away, "No, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no! Uncle, you are my uncle, we don’t know Taishan with your eyes, you are
good, you are good..."

Huang Mao's face was so swollen that he couldn't speak, and his mouth leaked out of
his teeth, which was extremely painful.

Tang Cuo asked, "Are there any people above you?"

In this world, the old ones are beaten up, and the older ones are beaten up. At this
moment, after a fierce fight, Tang Cuo's health value dropped from 13 to 5, and he
returned to before liberation.

Opening the character panel and glancing at it, Tang Cuo couldn't help but black his
face.

Upon seeing this, the five shivered for no reason and continued to shake their heads
frantically, and it was gone. This is really gone. If they were not too poorly mixed, they
would not come here to bully the weakest newcomers.

Tang Cuo just picked up the plastic bag, stuffed the bone-chopping knife inside, and left.
When his figure finally disappeared at the corner of the stairs, the five men quickly got
up and helped each other to flee. Players in the building and on the street looked at
their backs and looked at each other.

Tang Cuojing returned to the house, only to find that the doors and windows were open.
Looking inside, the clothes he used to tie Zhang Xing had been torn into pieces, and
Zhang Xing, who was still in his house, was said to be missing.

It is obvious where he went.

Tang Cuo put down the plastic bag and walked over to the window to look out and saw
Zhang Xing slide down the sewer pipe. Don't look bloated, the movement is quite
flexible.

Just run.

Tang Cuo had no interest in what to do inside the fraud gang. If Zhang Xing did not run,
he would have to worry about how to throw people out. But when he was about to turn
back and close the window, a magnetic but full of joking sound suddenly came from the
next door--

"I didn't expect you to be kind."

Tang Cuo turned his head and saw a clown face, his eyebrows jumped.

The clown squatted on the window sill, wearing motorcycle boots and a fringed tassel
leather jacket. His hair was long, so he lifted a little and pricked a small tug in the back
to reveal his forehead. The oil paint on his face also seemed to be applied casually, with
a scarlet raised mouth. Seeing Tang Cuo turn around, he raised a hand and tilted his
head slightly "Good evening."

Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes. This man is at least one meter nine, with wide shoulders
and narrow waist, and it is difficult for him to squat on the window sill with a diameter of
ten centimeters.
The clown saw that he didn't respond, and he didn't care much. He pointed to Zhang
Xing and said with a smile: "In zone f, there are at least a dozen of gangs like this, each
occupying an area. The newcomer was deceived. No, there are not a few who are
unwilling to be fooled in the end. They call this the first lesson."

Tang Cuo "So?"

The clown supported his chin and said, "I'm boasting you, can't you hear it?"

"Oh." Tang Cuo closed the window directly.

He was not very interested in chatting with each other. Having this idle time, he might as
well go back to sleep. He thought so, and did so, turning back to cover the newly
purchased sheets, ready to make up the night.

"Boom." Something hit the window.

Tang Cuo didn't want to be bothered, but the sounds of "Dong, Dong" continued one
after another, and he could only walk to the window again. When the window opened,
something hit the door directly. He raised his hand to catch it, spread his palms and
looked at it—it was a colorful marble.

The clown was still crouching on the balcony next door, tossing marbles with great
interest, saying, "You really believe them, don't think anyone will come to trouble
again?"

Tangcuo "What about faith, what about unbelief."

The clown spread his hands. "It's really not very good. But few new people are as calm
as you. I'm a little curious. How did you die?"

Tang Cuo refused to answer.

"You don't want to say, how about making a friend?" the clown said. "It happens to live
next door. If you speak, I can help."
"No, thank you." Tang Cuo still closed the window.

The clown still reminded him that the f-zone is very large, and it is really impossible to
have such a small gang. In such a place, weak meat and strong food, if Huang Mao can
not hold the site, someone will naturally come to divide.

According to the usual routine, Tang Cuo should knock them all down and become the
boss himself, but he is not interested in being the boss at all.

"Boom." Here again.

Tang Cuo's brain hurts.

"Boom." It's not over yet.

Tang Cuo took a deep breath, opened the window again, and smiled, "Is something
wrong?"

Clown "Are you angry?"

Tang Cuo was "obvious."

The clown "Has anyone told you before, you look pretty angry."

roll.

"You are not a new player. There are people dying every day, new people are joining
every day, such things are happening every day. You should have seen a lot, why
should you help me?" Tang Cuo has a sharp eye, as if he can **** at a glance. Into the
other party's heart, "Watch the show as before, isn't it?"

The clown raised her eyebrows. "How do you know I haven't shot before?"

The downstairs became more and more noisy, and more and more new players stepped
out of the room with courage. They were gathering together in twos and threes at this
moment, wantonly selling panic.
Of course there are old players, but they are familiar with this kind of scene, and usually
only glance at it and are interested.

The black city is still brightly lit.

Tangcuo and the clown looked at each other more like confrontation.

A weird feeling suddenly rushed into my heart. Tang Cuo looked closely at the man
opposite, but he couldn't figure out where the strange source was in his heart.

"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore." The clown smiled abruptly. "If you look at me like
this, it is easy for me to have some vulgar associations, and I can't sleep well at night."

He responded with a relentless "bang".

Tang Cuo felt that he was ill, so he was talking to him here.

At the same time, area a.

In the secluded garden villa, firefly-like floating lights circle the whole villa along the
cobblestone road. When the wind gently blows, they will fall on the treetops and flowers
and leaves, secretly, blinking like stars Wink. A black mechanical bird stands alone at
the end of the road. It holds its head high, and a crystal heart glitters in the hollow body.

Suddenly, a cry of excitement came out of the house, and all the suspended lights
shuddered, even the mechanical bird changed the arc of his head.

"Boss, he was fined back to area f again?! He made a mistake in the copy again??" The
pink man's eyes widened, and he even stood on the sofa to fully express his
exclamation.

The woman who was applying nails on the opposite side shook her hands, and the nail
polish was applied to the outside. She looked up quietly. "Your nicknames are used a bit
too much."

Fan Mao spreads his hand, "Otherwise I'll use it?"

The woman shrugged and continued to paint her nails slowly, it didn't matter. Fan Mao
was anxious and quickly said, "Why are you so calm? This is the first few times, and he
has to rise from f to f. It is not a small trumpet in the online game, but it can also be
double."

"What do you want?"

"I just can't do anything so I'm in a hurry!"

The woman was not in a hurry, she was not in a hurry, and raised her hand to admire
the black nails she had just painted—well, it matched her hair specially.

Pink hair was dazed when she saw her smile, black nails, black skirt and long straight
hair, she looked like a dark witch every day, but she likes pink plush toys, and forced
him to dye his hair pink, and the tears drifted into tears. .

"If you are worried, then go to the f district to find him."

"Hiss." Pink Mao hugged his arm and suddenly shivered. "He must be still angry, I don't
want to touch him."

"Then stay well."

"I can't bear it. The boss said that he took me to the task this week, but he was fined
back!"

Pinkhair sat down, but he was really worried and angry. He wanted to talk about the
update of the blacklist, but now he is not happy to say that, because compared to the
99th suddenly killed, the number one who continues to die is obviously more powerful.

It was so powerful that it exploded.

Zuo Siyou thought, Fan Mao still decided to secretly go to the F area to explore the
situation.
Yongye City is a place with great rules and no rules. It abandons all the laws and morals
of the world, but it also exercises very strict jurisdiction over each district. In addition to
the central area that can be accessed by all districts, those in the high-level district can
walk in the low-level district. Those in the low-ranking district who want to go to the
high-ranking district can only earn enough points to upgrade or obtain a temporary
pass.

There is only one g zone between zone a and zone f, which is very close, but zone g is
the prison of Yongye City, where a very perverted warden lives, so the powder must first
rush to the central zone, and then from The central zone enters zone f.

When he arrived, it was already more than four in the morning.

At four o'clock in the morning, the f zone is still very lively, and the new players and the
old players who are accustomed to it are like the two constant protagonists in the play,
performing the same play code every day.

Fan Mao hasn't come to this new player gathering place for a long time, and it's
inevitable that there will be some sigh. At the same time, he also couldn't figure it out.
The boss has been quiet for quite a long time. Why was he fined again today? What's
more, he promised to take himself to do the task, and would not make an appointment
without reason.

Forget it, don't understand or not.

Fanmao lightly walked the road to avoid the crowd and walked to East Cross Street.
Even if it is the same district, there are differences between different streets. East Cross
Street is the worst and weakest place in the entire f zone. Some people even called it a
garbage collection site.

Jin Cheng, the pink boss, as the number one on the blacklist, will be thrown away as
garbage on East Cross Street once he is fined, and he will be in the same room every
time.

There is only one Yongquan Street customer in East Cross Street.

Fenmao walked forward while sullen, but instead of going up the stairs to East Cross
Street, he climbed the window directly. The height of the third floor is almost at his
fingertips for a class A elite, even if he still carries a large package, it is a matter of
seconds.

"Bang, bang!"

"Boss! Boss, I'm here!"

"boom!"

"Boss!"

The pink hair knocked on the window for a long time, and no one should answer. He
couldn't help but increase his strength. As a result, he only exerted a little force. With a
"click", the glass broke. He looked at the broken glass in horror, and looked at the
people in the room in horror, and found in horror—

"Who are you?"

"Who do you say I am?"

Tang Cuo raised his bone-chopping knife at the head of the bed with a black face, and
chopped a knife on the window frame, "clicking", and the remaining half of the glass
was shattered. The glass ballast fell like a cold ice rain straight onto the pink fur, and
poked his heart into cold and cold.

"This big brother, you must calm down, don't ever calm down. I'm in the wrong place,
really! I'm leaving now!" The instinct to survive overwhelmed curiosity, and Fanmao
turned to jump downstairs, but just turned his head , I saw my boss came out of the
head from the next window.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"What are you doing??" Fan Mao asked back.

"Apply a mask."

"Ouch **** me!"

The pink hair fell off with excitement and fell on all fours.

After a quarter of an hour, Tang Cuo's room.

Pink-haired hands rested properly on his knees, revealing the most obedient smile ever.
In fact, he didn't know why this happened, anyway, the situation is quite strange.

He, Wen Xiaoming, an elite in district a, installed grandchildren in a garbage building in

district f. There were two people sitting in the room. One was his boss, wearing a mask
as white as ghosts. The other was an unknown new player, and his face was so dark
and black as ghosts.

There was a round table among the three, and a black bone chopping knife was
inserted diagonally on the table, and the cold light was glowing in the dim light.

Perhaps there is a new interpretation of this story called "Two Butchers and a Pig to be
Slaughtered".

The author has something to say that this pair can actually be called black and white
impermanence hhhhh

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Tang Cuo has the gas to get up. How serious is it to get upset? Qi had just returned to 8
hit points and fell to 7.

Jumping repeatedly on the edge of death.

But the more he was at this time, the more patient he was, and even the volume was
lighter than usual, in a delicate balance of neurasthenia and violent beatings.

"Speak, what the **** are you doing?" he asked.

I'm fine!

Wen Xiaoming roared in his heart, but he dared not speak. He couldn't help but look at
Jin Cheng for help. Jin Cheng shook his head happily at him and saw that his entire
face had collapsed. Youzai admired for a while before he spoke.

He leaned his arms on the back of the chair with his arms, and his posture was relaxed.
"Let's talk about things between us first."

Tang Cuo frowned.

Jin Cheng asked, "No. k27216, is that you?"

Wen Yan, Wen Xiaoming felt inexplicably familiar, thought hard for a while, and
suddenly realized that this is not the newcomer on the blacklist!

He looked slightly surprised at Tang Cuo, but Tang Cuo stared closely at Jin Cheng.

Tang Cuo "Has a problem?"

Jin Cheng "Of course. At this moment I should have slept in a luxury villa in area a, but
because you annoyed Mr. Crow, I, who should have successfully completed the
task-was angered, so I went here."

Tang Cuo "..."

Jin Cheng "I originally lived in your house. If you look under the bed, you can still see
the bottle of red wine I hid here last time."

Wen Xiaoming's mouth became o-shaped, and Tang Cuo finally understood why the
clown stared at him just now.

But what about that?

Tang Cuo said with no guilt, "Oh."

Jin Cheng wanted to raise an eyebrow, but he could only be stiff with the mask on, so
he could only express his dissatisfaction with his voice, "Oh, what do you mean, aren't
you going to take responsibility?"

Tang Cuo "Do you have any evidence?"

Jin Cheng "Red Wine."

Tang Cuo "Even if there is, who can prove that the bottle of red wine is yours?"

Jin Chengle turned to a more comfortable posture with her legs up, her elbows resting
on the armrests of her chair, and her right hand supporting her chin. She looked at Tang
Cuo with great interest and said, "So you are going to play bad?"

"No." Tang Cuo glanced at the broken window and smiled slightly. "If you like this room
more, I can let you."

Jin Cheng followed his words and said, "We changed the room. If someone comes to
trouble you, then I will find my head, right?"

Tang Cuo asked, "Aren't you saying you want to help me?"
Wen Xiaoming was completely shocked, what is this? Is the ultimate showdown
between the top of the blacklist and the tail of the crane? What's the matter with the
newcomers in area f, can this kind of talent come out in the weakest dump in this year?

At this moment, Jin Cheng then said "I have helped you so much, really don't make a
friend?"

Tang Cuo "Can't do it."

"Why?" Wen Xiaoming was even more excited than Jin Cheng, and in a single sentence
attracted both of them. He was suddenly weak, but he still stubbornly finished his words.
"I think you are suitable. Make a friend, so don't quarrel anymore, OK?"

Jin Cheng knocked on the armrest "Are we arguing?"

Are you not arguing? ? ?

Tang Cuo doesn't matter, but he doesn't want to make friends, he just wants to sleep
now. But God wants to face him, seeing that everything here is almost over, and
suddenly the window is full of trouble.

Wen Xiaoming was unable to sit still, and immediately ran over to see, excitedly, "Boss,
there was a fight downstairs!"

"What's the fight?" Jin Cheng still tilted Erlang's legs and didn't mean to move.

"I have a look." Wen Xiaoming looked at it for a while, and finally figured out the
situation downstairs, saying, "F area seems to be infighting."

"Infighting?" Jin Cheng couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and the mask on his face
immediately protested. He raised his hand to smooth it, and his mother was almost dry.

Wen Xiaoming continued to broadcast in real time, "It's a good fight, at least five or six
people are fighting. I seem to have heard the old and confused, I have heard that the f
zone recently has a strong momentum, it looks like Fighting, yo, go down in a punch
and look like a Qigong. But the gunman opposite him has a very good eye. How can
this gun have no head at all, playing with eggs... How about the newcomers What's
going on? Can a knife be better than others?"

He looked back at Jin Cheng, "Boss, do we care?"

Jin Cheng then walked to the window and looked down at the scene downstairs. His
expression was colder than the night of Yongye City, and he was indifferent. Wen
Xiaoming knows his boss’s qualities and continues to say, “This newcomer is very
weird, one by one looks weak like a soft-legged shrimp, and he even knows to resist. I
think this matter tonight, 80% is this again. There was a problem when helping the calf
to exploit the newcomer."

Wen Xiaoming's words were almost in line with the facts.

After Huang Cuo's five-member group was run away by Tang Cuo, they didn't say
anything to protect themselves. But area f is a chaotic place for you to sing me. I don’t
know how many people are staring in the dark. I’m not afraid that no one will grab it, I’m
afraid it won’t be enough.

It's not uncommon for everyone to get together and trigger a group frame, but the
freshmen tonight are not quite right. The freshmen are usually scared to hide, waiting to
be exploited, whoever wins will be the one. But today, they found that something was
wrong.

"Fuck, who the **** cut me!?"

"Where are the newcomers' weapons?!"

"It's wrong to get a kitchen knife!"

Looking at the clamoring downstairs, Jin Cheng glanced at Tang Cuo again and raised
the corner of his mouth. Most of the newcomers are learning him. Although only two or
three dared to resist, they quickly fell down. It was very miserable, but at least bloody.
Jin Cheng pulled the mask that was about to dry out impatiently and asked Wen
Xiaoming, "Have you brought something? Let them all shut up for me and make
someone sleepless."

"Good." Wen Xiaoming immediately opened the package. He brought a large package
from Zone A. In addition to Jin Cheng's laundry and daily necessities, there are many
strange and small props.

He picked up two things that looked like elf balls, shouted and threw them downstairs.

"Watch the ball!"

Everyone was shocked by his voice, and many people looked up.

"Bang-Boom -" The two **** landed, and the instantly exploding smoke quickly filled the
entire Blackstone Long Street. The people covered their mouths and noses
subconsciously, but the smoke was permeable, and within a few seconds, the coughing
sound became a film.

"Cough, cough..."

"What is this?!"

"Cough, fuck..."

Wen Xiaoming gave a snap of his fingers, showing off with Jin Cheng "Choke Egg No.
2, the coverage increased to 100 meters, colorless and odorless, infiltrated through the
pores, the effect was quick, the effect was strong, but it was a failure again. Products.
But I will soon be able to research and develop to No. 3, and I will be able to fit it into
the equipment bar."

Jin Cheng declined to comment. Anyway, this kind of thing that has no effect except for
causing a cough, he will not use it.

Listening to this earth-shattering cough is more noisy than before.

Jin Cheng looked back at Tang Cuo. He was still sitting on the chair, staring at the
bone-cutting knife with a dull look. He looks really bad, not just psychologically bad, but
also pathologically bad.

"You..." As he said, Jin Cheng suddenly felt an itchy throat. He immediately thought of
something, turned back suddenly, sharply glanced at Wen Xiaoming and finally fixed
downstairs, "Is your coverage area horizontal or comprehensive?"

"Ah?" Wen Xiaoming didn't react at first. When he reacted, a sudden cough suddenly
broke out. "Cough, cough, cough, lying trough, my mother, cough, cough..."

What does it mean to lift a stone and hit one's own feet?

Jin Cheng was still tolerating, coughing and by the way not to throw Wen Xiaoming out
of the window. Yu Guang glanced at the broken window and felt ridiculed-wasn't this
window broken by him and Wen Xiaoming one after another?

Tang Cuo in the house is also tolerant.

Damn, I can't bear it.

"Cough, cough..." He held one hand on the edge of the table, and the other had touched
the handle of the knife. Frowning frowning to open the character panel, his health has
dropped from 7 to 5 again.

The reason why it fell so fast is because Tang Cuo still has low blood sugar. In the
middle of the night, he ran dead on the street, and then went through the lucky turntable
and the scam gang. Finally, he was able to lie in bed and rest for a while, and he was
awakened by someone breaking the window within an hour.

This world has a grudge against him.

"The gentleman does not speak." Jin Cheng walked to the table with one arrow, and
reached down to hold the back of the knife. He looked at Tang Cuo with the most
sincere and gentle eyes he thought, but in Tang Cuo's eyes, he was wearing a
fast-drying mask like a peeling ghost.

The brain hurts. Looking at such a face, Tang Cuo really hurts his brain, neurasthenia
and can't breathe. He endured a cough, pulled out the bone chopper vigorously, and
returned to him, "I don't use my mouth."

When he said that sooner or later, Tangcuo cut Jin Cheng's shoulder with a knife.

Jin Cheng still had a helpless smile on his face, but there was no sloppy foot under his
feet, and he fled around, simply and neatly, without even moving the facial mask. But at
this moment, Tang Cuo suddenly raised his left hand, and the thick "bricks" appeared
out of thin air. A heavy blow hit him, and Jin Cheng was caught off guard.

A trace of surprise crossed Jin Cheng's eyes, but he didn't mess with it, and he avoided
the brick at a strangely fast speed. While leaning back, he supported it with one hand on
the edge of the table. One side flipped to Tang Cuo behind him.

Tang Cuo also quickly turned around and kicked sideways, with strong legs.

This is called venting anger and temptation.

An inexplicable old player claiming to be from Area A, who can't figure out the origin,
character, or purpose, is even doubtful about the hair on the whole body.

"Slap." Jin Cheng raised his hand to block his side kick, his wrist turned, and he caught
his ankle. Tang Cuo's face changed abruptly, because the moment he kicked it, he
noticed something strange--Jin Cheng's arm was so hard that he couldn't shake it.

His ankle was clasped by him, and he couldn't even withdraw at this moment.

"How about it? Do you still want to try?" Jin Cheng easily guessed his purpose.

Tang Cuo smiled. Although his face was pale and he was still sweating, his eyes were
very bright. While pressing his right leg, the whole person slammed into Jin Cheng.
Another surprise.

The balance was broken, Jin Cheng was forced to let go, and the two fell back together.
They fell quickly, rose quickly, even didn't even touch the ground, and stood up again
with their palms supported.

It seems to be evenly matched.

But one breathless and one easy, Tangcuo knew he had lost. When he was about to fall
to the ground just now, he clearly saw Jin Cheng's movements pause for a while,
instead of being forced to fall to the ground, but following the trend.

His physical fitness, reaction speed, and fighting consciousness are probably all above
himself.

This is still under the situation that he has not used any plug-ins such as abilities and
martial arts. He is an old player and an elite in the a zone. The true strength may be
unfathomable.

Yongye City is really a place for hiding dragons and lying tigers.

Tang Cuo was a little excited, and he was very happy with the master, but his face
became paler, and his coughing couldn't help it anymore, as if he was bleeding in the
next second. Open the character panel to view, the life value has left the last 2, life and
death.

Jin Cheng frowned. "You don't look well."

"Yeah." Tang Cuo basically confirmed that he was not malicious after the trial just now.
His attitude was much more casual than before, and he casually asked, "Is there a
hospital near here?"

Jin Cheng smiled angrily.

"Wen Xiaoming."
"To!"

Wen Xiaoming coughed out of his lungs, and he ran over to wait for the call. God knows
how long the boss hasn't called him by name, which is terrible.

"Medicine." Listening, even speaking began to be simplified.

Wen Xiaoming quickly took the medicine from the package, and Tang Cuo had fallen to
his knees, holding the edge of the bed and began to cough violently. Jin Cheng's eyes
became colder, and he swept Wen Xiaoming, "Who told you to take those experimental
products? Use therapeutic agents."

"Good!" Wen Xiaoming was also confused for a while, after all, it was to save people, or
it was more safe to use the healing medicines officially produced by Yongye City. But he
couldn't help but mumble in his heart. He had never seen his boss so nervous before.
Did he get fined more times? He finally decided to be a good man?

With a finger swiping in the air, Wen Xiaoming's hand had a bottle of light blue long-tube
medicine out of thin air. He opened the stopper and just wanted to feed Tang Cuo, but
he was caught halfway by Jin Cheng.

Wen Xiaoming was stunned, blinking and blinking his eyes.

Jin Cheng didn't care about him, but he put the potion to Tang Cuo's mouth. Although
he smiled, his tone was cold. "Open his mouth."

Tang Cuo raised his head and squinted at him.

Jin Cheng "Do you see what I am doing, do I have "medicine" written on my face?"

Tang Cuo "Your face says "find death"."

Jin Cheng "Are you looking for death or am I looking for death?"

Tangcuo "has everything."

Wen Xiaoming frowned, and hurriedly persuaded to fight "The two big brothers are calm
and calm, they are friends, don't quarrel."

Jin Cheng threw the potion into Tang Cuo's hand and turned back and asked, "Are we
arguing?"

Wen Xiaoming closed his mouth tightly, weak, pitiful and helpless. He was just an
innocent persuading the masses, he knew nothing and saw nothing.

Tang Cuo drank the potion, and his health dropped to a dangling 1 and finally stopped.
The cough gradually stopped, and his body functions gradually recovered.

The therapeutic agent produced by Yongye City has a very good effect.

"Thank you." He stood up again, his face calm.

"Xie Wen Xiaoming." Jin Cheng did not go back to the window and looked at the
situation downstairs, saying, "Noisy."

Wen Xiaoming was suddenly cue, and suddenly saw his temper tantrums, almost
confused. But getting along for a long time made him understand the way of survival.
He immediately responded that "The choking egg's lethality is stronger than I thought.
Those people downstairs are no more powerful than the f zone. I'm afraid they can't
fight now. I'll go down and deal with it immediately."

After finishing the speech, Wen Xiaoming smeared oil under his feet and started to walk
away.

Don't slip at this time, more when.

But as soon as he ran out of the corridor, he was stopped by Jin Cheng again. "Wait,
help me prepare a mask tomorrow."

Wen Xiaoming turned back with a sudden brake, "Boss, what do you want the mask to
do?"
Jin Cheng stood in the corridor, and the door behind the room was closed. He tore off
the mask and tossed it into the trash bin. The dim light made his figure a little confused.

"Bring me first and tell you later."

"Also, don't disclose my news here for now, I plan to stay here for a while."

Does the author have something to say that Tang Cuo died today?

No.

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After a six-hour break, Tangcuo's health returned to 30 and no longer rose. The bright
"8" hung there and laughed silently. It seems that as long as he has a negative score
one day, he will not be able to recover his full state one day, and it will always be this
declining sample of death.

The youth in the mirror was still pale.

Tang Cuo pulled out two chocolate beans from the plastic bag of the supermarket and
poured two in his mouth. Then he put the box in his pocket and walked to the window to
check the situation around him again.

There is no daytime in Yongye City.

The reason for this is that there is no sun in Yongye City because there is no moon in
the sky last night.

Yongye City at the moment is exactly the same as last night, but maybe because the
new players have rested, the street is much quieter. Tang Cuo intends to go to the game
lobby, do a task to practice his hands, and clear the negative points by the way.

Although he is lazy and will die, after all, he doesn't really want to die. In most cases, he
just doesn't care about it or it doesn't matter so much.

Pushing the door out, the next door opens almost simultaneously.

"Early." Today's Mr. Clown didn't wear a tassel leather jacket and changed to a military
green overalls with military boots. His messy hair still grabbed two small slings at
random, tall and handsome, but his face was more. A silver mask covered the part
above the nose.

Tang Cuo nodded, and had no ill feelings towards him, and no special favors.

The two went downstairs together.

Jin Cheng put his hands in his trouser pockets and Youzao walked behind Tang Cuo. It
seemed that he hadn't slept well. He still yawned. Tang Cuo didn't care, but after he
walked to East Cross Street and walked a distance, he found Jin Cheng still following.

"Are you on the way?" Tang Cuo looked sideways.

"Have you forgotten what happened last night?" Jin Cheng kindly reminded, "You made
me fall from area a to area f. I not only rose up level by level, but also wasted a potion
last night to save your life." , Who do you depend on?"
Ghost talk.

Tang Cuo didn't even believe his hair. From the perspective of Zhang Xing's mention of
the elite of area a, the players in area a are located at the top of the combat pyramid of
the entire Yongye City. Even if they fall back from area a to area f, I believe they can go
back quickly.

Relying on such an inexperienced newcomer, Tang Cuo, has no other benefits than
asking for trouble. Tang Cuo did not believe that just two face-to-face meetings, the
other party saw how powerful he was and wanted to make friends with him.

As for opportunistic revenge? This is even more nonsense.

But he was willing to follow, and the road was so wide that Tangcuo couldn't control
where he was going. At this time, it was about ten o'clock in the morning. Although there
was no daytime in Yongye City, the shop was still open early, just on the corner of East
Cross Street.

The boss is a blinded middle-aged woman, her expression is cold and not very warm,
but the buns she makes are fragrant. It was written on the blackboard at the door. There
were 800 pieces of vegetable buns and 1,000 pieces of meat stuffing.

"Boss, are you on credit?" Tang Cuo was out of money again.

"Go by." The boss answered very simply.

Jin Cheng smiled in the back, and then bought six steamed buns, three meats and three
vegetarians under Tang Cuo's watch, but none of them was given to Tang Cuo.

Tangcuo turned his head and left.

Jin Cheng walked fast, followed a few steps later, while eating delicious steamed buns,
while teasing "Do you have any special skills? If you have the skill, maybe you can go to
the Yongye City's special exam, like just now. The boss opened a store like that, so
there is no need to do tasks."
Tang Cuo "You can go by yourself."

If things are so simple, then everyone has done it, why struggle between life and death.

Jin Cheng smiled and didn't speak anymore. He ate the buns slowly and halted halfway
to buy two cups of soy milk and a few fritters. Tang Cuo didn't wait for him. He saw a
bus stop on the roadside and glanced over, but the car had to pay to sit, so he stopped.

At this time Jin Cheng followed up again, swaying the two remaining buns in his hand,
and asked with a smile, "Do you want?"

Tang Cuo picked it up casually, without any worries.

Jin Cheng "not angry?"

Tang Cuo asked, "Why do you want to be angry?"

Jin Cheng "Because I didn't give it to you just now, and this is what I left."

"Oh." Tang Cuo only focused on the bag in Jin Cheng's hand. "Do you still eat the
remaining dough sticks and soy milk?"

This is a point where outsiders often cannot understand Tang Cuo. He never follows
universal principles in his work.

Jin Cheng handed him all the rest early, and helped him to plug the straw of soy milk.
He seemed to be more curious about Tang Cuo, and his eyes did not move away from
Tang Cuo's face.

Tang Cuo eats, whichever is left to him, let alone look at it, and there will be no less
meat.

With two buns, a fritter, and a bag of soy milk, Tang Cuo was eighty full. About half an
hour later, the two entered the central area from area f and saw the outline of the game
hall from afar.
Jin Cheng also guessed his destination and asked, "There are special equipment stores
and pharmacies here. There are discounts for newcomers. Would you like to see them
first?"

"No, I'm poor." Tang Cuo said straightforwardly and never walked back. All the money
scraped from Zhang Xing has been used up. It is impractical to buy with points. The
most regrettable thing is that the bone-chopping knife cannot be put in the equipment
column. Fortunately, he still has a Tarot card, which can be put into the equipment bar,
and it might come in handy at a critical moment.

However, he does not intend to tell Jin Cheng for the time being.

Jin Cheng is no longer nonsense, the two came to the game lobby. Tang Cuo stopped
and turned to look at him, and the two exchanged their names very well.

"Cheng Jin."

"Tangcuo."

I don't know where this **** came from.

Before going in, Tang Cuo asked the last question "Why cover your face?"

Jin Cheng held his arms for a few seconds, as if thinking about something terrible, and
tilted his head slightly, answering "Maybe it is because of a scar on my face?"

He laughed again, and said in a less caring tone, "I have a lot of enemies. This face is
too recognizable. If someone knows that I fell back into the f zone, it's not very good.
Although I Don’t mind doing it, but peace has always been my pursuit."

Tang Cuo wanted to roll his eyes, but he held back.

In the game hall, the bustle is as usual.

Jin Cheng walked through the rides with Tangcuo in a familiar way, and did not
introduce it. Anyway, just one sentence-"These games are boring, do you want to clamp
the doll? There are many eggs hidden in it, but some are not too good. Wonderful
debuff, lethal kind."

Tang Cuo of course chose to refuse, and it was at this time that he saw three virtual
electronic screens hanging in the center of the hall. The piece facing him is the "Mr.
Crow's Black List", k27216 glorious crane tail.

"It's amazing." Jin Cheng also saw it.

"Since you can be angered by the crow, it proves that you have the capital to be
angered, so-which one are you?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Guess what?" Jin Cheng neither denied nor admitted, with a smile on his lips. He really
wanted Tang Cuo to make a bold guess, but Tang Cuo did not like what he wanted, and
was interested.

He turned to look at the task.

The wall of the game hall, also known as the task wall, seems to be made of some kind
of black crystal with thousands of tasks rolling on it. From a distance, it looks like a data
stream generated when a hacker attacks a computer. The whole hall was crowded with
people. From time to time, some people walked to the wall to stop for a while, their
expressions were dignified or numb, and they were somewhat relaxed. They talked in
twos and threes and then walked into the mission wall.

The black wall was rippled, and people walked in without hindrance, and disappeared
into the sight of everyone in the blink of an eye.

"The tasks here are random, the number of people is uncertain, the content is uncertain,
the difficulty is uncertain, but if you go in at the same time, there is a high probability
that they will be divided into the same copy. In Yongye City, almost everyone will
eventually have a fixed team It is easy to die alone," Jin Cheng explained.

"That was your teammate yesterday?" Tang Cuo said, flashing again, and asked, "Can't
people from different areas do tasks together?"
Jin Cheng smiled with his arms “Yeah, sir, I can only team up with you as a rookie now.
If I can’t get back to Zone a, then we have to die together in the game and we all die.”

Tang Cuo raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure our two blacklists are put together, the
task will be better?"

"Look at luck."

"I'm out of luck."

"Do you think I'll let you go by saying this?"

"Huh."

Tang Cuo was actually kindly reminded because he was really unlucky. But if the other
party is about to die, he can't stop it, then it's not his business. And really, he really
wanted to experience the effectiveness of this blacklist.

"Come on." Without further ado, Tangcuo walked straight into the wall. Into the eyes is a
pure black, five fingers are out of reach, even Jin Cheng around him has disappeared.

About five minutes later, the familiar bell sounded.

"Ding--"

"A new player is detected, the priority is triggered, and the series of tasks "Blaze Night
Return" is opened in the series of Blizzard Villas. There are a total of eight players in
this round of the game. The goal is to kill handsome."

"Wish you a happy life!"

The picture flashed and Tang Cuo found himself standing in the lobby of the first floor of
a hotel.

This is a youth hostel with a green pine tree sign hanging behind the counter. Looking
around, the decoration of the entire hostel is exquisite and warm, small wall lamps are
everywhere, warm yellow lights hit the white walls, and there are many clip art and
landscape photos hanging there. Of course, there is also a wish wall for every similar
hostel.

Dumplings are being organized in the hotel, including Tangcuo. There are four people
here.

The hour hand points to six o'clock in the evening.

"This guest, do you want to help?" The waiter was a round-faced girl who smiled when
she spoke, and she was very pleased.

"I won't." Tang Cuo calmed himself, glancing at the remaining two. Both of them wore
different styles of jackets, a man and a woman, about twenty years old, sitting close
together.

The moment Tang Cuo met their eyes, the two almost jumped up.

Players no doubt.

But the two obviously knew each other and quickly bowed their heads to whisper. Tang
Cuoben did not plan to talk to them, walked to the door of the hotel, opened the
windshield and looked out.

The door of the hotel is an old red wooden door, you can see the outside through the
glass on the door. At this time, ice and snow had formed on the glass.

Blizzard Mountain Villa, a kind of island model common in inference works. Tang Cuo
understood the content of the mission at the moment of hearing the system
announcement-the new player is him, so the trigger is his priority-this is probably based
on the content generated by his profession, the purpose is to take care of the new
player.

Tang Cuo is a private investigator, but in his two-year detective career, he has rarely
been exposed to homicides.

But every three minutes or five there will be cats and dogs in the city accidentally lost.
There are also a lot of cheating, but Tang Cuo will always take pictures of spicy eyes,
and over time, he has focused on finding cats and dogs. In addition to looking for cats
and dogs, he also handled anti-fraud.

The old ladies and old ladies of this year did not believe in their children, so they
believed in outside scammers, but they believed in Tangcuo more than scammers. It is
not because Tang Cuokou is good, but because he is good-looking, with good facial
features and good manners, commonly known as "Xueba", "children of others", "he said
yes," and "grandma's heart treasure".

Otherwise, Zhang Xing cannot be pitted.

The waiter's voice with a smile sounded behind his back. "The broadcast said that it
would take seven days to wait for the snow to stop before the road repairers could
come. Originally my contract expired and I had to resign and go down the mountain, just
wait for the new employees to come over and hand over Now I can’t walk here
anymore. But don’t worry, there are often heavy snow here, so our hostel has not only
prepared its own generator, but also prepared a lot of food, even if it stays for ten days
and a half months. Oh, and hot water, enough hot water pipes!"

Tang Cuo did not speak.

It was at this moment that there was a cry of exclamation upstairs.

The men and women in the assault suits looked up alertly, but only noticed a flower in
front of them. The little brother who had just stood by the door had already ran up the
stairs. The two hurried to keep up, and on the second floor, they found everyone
gathered in the room at the end of the corridor.

This is a public bathroom. The entry is two washbasins and a row of lockers. Walking in,
there are four shower cubicles separated by plywood. No distinction between men and
women.
At this moment, everyone was in front of the locker, or looked at the second cabinet
from the left in amazement or condense. Tang Cuo stepped forward and found a corpse
hidden in the cabinet.

Male, about thirty years old, with short hair and stubble, wearing a black fur collar
leather jacket, with a sturdy body and an unknown cause of death.

After sweeping around the people, plus the men and women in the assault suits and
Tang Cuo himself, there were a total of eight people. The report just said that there are
a total of eight players in this round of games. It is already here. What about Cheng Jin?

Did he not come in?

When Tang Cuo frowned, a middle-aged man in a jacket and calm temperament drew
the ID card from the pocket of the body. The light in the bathroom was very dim, but it
did not prevent him from reading the name on his ID card accurately-

"Handsome Li."

"Handsome?!" A boy with a student with an inch on his head hurriedly looked over and
immediately stunned. "Isn't the task this time to kill handsome? Why is he dead?"

He couldn't help looking at the boy with black-framed glasses beside him. The boy
pushed his glasses and said, "Blizzard Mountain Village is definitely not as simple as
murder."

The two looked like they knew each other.

"Yes." The middle-aged man glanced around for a week and said, "Dare to ask which
one is new here? Everyone should have heard the announcement. There are new
people among us, so the priority is triggered. This copy should be what he is good at."

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other, but no one admitted.

Tang Cuo was very determined, but he accidentally discovered that there was a
newcomer besides him-the lady in red who met in the square last night.
She was leaning her arms on the door frame, ignoring Tang Cuo's sight, but she didn't
tear through Tang Cuo.

No one answered, the middle-aged man frowned slightly.

There was no special reaction from the black-framed glasses. The body was
immediately checked. "There is blood in the back of the brain, which should be injured
by a blunt instrument. No wounds were found elsewhere. The body is stiff, and the
temperature here is low, so there may be several dead. Hours. Who was the first to find
the body?"

"That person is not there." The pretty girl with short hair raised her hand and pointed to
the window with the slit "He jumped out of the window."

"Is there another person?" Blinked his eyes and blinked, and then came one by one like
a fool, asking "Isn't there already eight people here?"

The girl shrugged. "You ask me who I ask."

Cunto still has to ask again, but at this moment, a cold wind pours in from his back
collar, freezing him into a shock. He turned suddenly, facing the face wearing a silver
mask.

It was the location of the window, and people came to push in the window. The black
military boots and overalls were as strong as cheetahs. When he looked up, there were
still a few snowflakes on the silver mask, and with his right hand flicked, a **** bronze
statue of a trophy rolled up to the side of the body.

"Are you looking for me?" he asked.

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Ten minutes later, everyone gathered in the hall downstairs to make dumplings.

The round-faced waiter saw the body almost fainted and was still in shock, so naturally
he could no longer bear the responsibility of making dumplings. However, except for
middle-aged men, all of them were young and young, and not many were proficient in
this skill. Even the three ladies were helpless.

The girl in red is sitting alone and ignoring the answer, the girl in the jacket is slightly
cowardly, and the beautiful girl with short hair is much more active and has been
chatting with the waiter all the time.

In the end, the middle-aged man and the two boys looked like they took the rolling pin.
Inquisitive and solemnly stirred the meat filling in the enamel basin as if to stare it out of
the flower.

"I said, is this meat clean?" he asked.

There was no noise in the hall, he asked this sentence, everyone heard it and
understood it-black shop, human flesh, common routines.

The waiter cried with a wow "How can you say that?"
He was a little scornful, and he turned to black-rimmed glasses for help. Glasses
thoughtfully, put down dumplings and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to see."

The man in the assault suit also stood up immediately, "I am with you."

The waiter was even more aggrieved, and the short-haired woman took the opportunity
to ask, "Do you know that handsome Li Lie, right? Who is he? Why did he die here?"

"I don't know." The waiter sobbed softly and said, "He is the best firewood man here.
The firewood is usually from him. I don't know how he died suddenly here. We can Even
if he is a woodcutter, what should he do now that he is dead..."

Firewood man.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at each other, and they both saw the same inquiry in
the other party's eyes. Tang Cuo put his hands in the trench coat pocket and asked,
"Did you go down and saw where the firewood was?"

Jin Cheng "Backyard."

Needless to say, the two immediately walked to the backyard.

Into the head quickly asked "Where are you going?"

Neither of them looked back, Jin Cheng waved his hand to "look at the firewood."

The backyard is not large. A circle of wooden piles encloses more than ten square
meters. On the right side is a sundries covered with thatch. The screaming wind blew,
and from time to time a few thatched grasses fell to the ground and were quickly
covered by heavy snow.

Out of the backyard is the dense forest. The hostel is located on a gentle **** halfway
uphill, with no shops in front of the village and no people in the vicinity.

The debris shed has no doors, but because today's wind is blowing from behind the
debris shed, there is not much snow in the shed. All the firewood was neatly stacked
against the wall, covered with a layer of tarpaulin, and on the other side of the shed
were a chain of tools such as a chainsaw, hemp rope, and axe.

Tang Cuo opened the tarp and glanced at the firewood. The firewood was old and new,
and some of the firewood piled on the outside seemed to be newly cut. Only one thing is
weird—the firewood is not dry, it feels smooth, and there is a strange and seemingly
scent.

"What tree is this?" Tang Cuo asked.

"It doesn't look like a common breed." Jin Cheng also squatted down to pick up a piece
of it, but the touch of the firewood was really not good. He quickly threw it away and
took out his handkerchief to wipe his hands.

Then he looked at the forest behind him and said, "If you want to know, you might have
to go in and see."

But no matter what kind of story, there is such a law-every Lin Mo Mo.

Tang Cuo ran out without recklessness, glanced across the window on the second floor,
and found the one in the bathroom. Looking down the window again, the ground was
white and there were no footprints.

Jin Cheng said, "The snow is heavy, and all footprints can be covered in ten minutes."

Tang Cuo "When you saw the bronze statue, was it covered?"

Jin Cheng "The bronze statue is directly under the window, and there is only a little
snow on it."

In other words, the bronze statue was thrown down just a few minutes before they found
the body.

Thinking about this, Jin Cheng said, "Every time I go to a new place, I am used to
turning around first, so no one should find the body earlier than me. Then the person
who threw the bronze statue is either the waiter or the hide. Nc among nine of us."
Tang Cuo "Why did he throw?"

Jin Cheng was still wiping his hands slowly, and said with a smile, "This is what your big
detective should think about."

He called Tang Cuo a "great detective", but he did not even guess the career of Tang
Cuo during his lifetime. Tang Cuo didn't take it seriously, to see that there was nothing in
particular around him to turn around, and turned into the house.

The black-framed glasses and assault clothes men who went to the kitchen also
returned. They both said that the kitchen was no different. The freezer contained the
most common pork and beef. They even found the underground storage room and saw
fairly fresh potatoes, Chinese cabbage and radishes.

All in all, except for the body hidden in the locker, this hostel looks like an ordinary
hostel.

Everyone felt a little calm, and this dinner naturally had no psychological barriers. The
waiter was still in shock, and hid back in the room. The assault girl bit her lip for a
moment, and finally took the initiative to take the task of dumplings.

"Me, let me go."

Regardless of the environment, hot food always makes people happy. Next to the hall is
the lounge, equipped with entertainment facilities such as a bar counter, billiard table,
and a few small tables against the wall. The two rooms are interconnected. Everyone
sitting here in twos and threes eating dumplings, the atmosphere is not bad.

Cunto is the most active, and he is the first to introduce himself. "My name is Qian Wei,
this is my classmate Peng Mingfan. The two of us have been doing tasks together and
we have done so well. I hope everyone will take care of us."

The Jacket followed the opening, "My name is Zhao Ping, this is my companion Li
Shuangshuang, we are the same player."
Is a companion, not a girlfriend. Tang Cuo watched silently.

Tang Cuo can see that these people are not the first time to play the game, although
some are very timid, but they are very cautious and not panic. Although the girl in red is
a newcomer, she is always cold and only spit out a name--

"Qu Li."

The middle-aged man glanced at her and said, "Zhang Zhiqi."

The short-haired girl smiled and was generous. "You just call me peaceful."

After Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng also reported themselves, the atmosphere cooled down
again. Tang Cuozheng observed it brightly, but did not expect to just look at Qu Li for a
few more times, so he exchanged a glance at the other party.

Jin Cheng was happy.

Qian Wei exchanged a look with Peng Mingfan, cleared his throat, and said, "So we...
what should we do now? The handsome man is killed, but the handsome man is dead.
Are we looking for the murderer now?"

An Ning said, "Are you sure the murderer is among us now? Is that the only
non-player?"

"I didn't say that!" Qian Wei jumped anxiously.

"First of all, we have to know if anyone in the player got the killer card. Are we an
outsider or a member of this story?" Peng Mingfan pushed his glasses, but he was very
young at the young age. "Although Stormwind Villa is a reasoning Question, but the
game of Yongye City will not be as simple as reasoning, and there will definitely be
someone to die next."

The middle-aged male Zhang Zhiqi nodded his head. "The handsome is dead but he
didn't pass the customs. It proves that he is either not dead or he is not handsome at
all."
Zhao Ping stunned and immediately asked, "But the waiter also said that he was Li
Shuai, not to mention the ID card to prove that if he was not handsome, who would be
handsome?"

There are nine of them here, who will be handsome?

Does it mean that the handsome hasn't appeared yet?

Or can he borrow a dead body?

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng did not participate in the whole journey. The two sat at the tea
table by the window, next to the iron rack placed against the wall, with many books and
potted plants.

Jin Cheng found a box of puzzles from a pile of books. An oil painting in the style of
Impressionism was printed on the puzzle box, and four trees under the dusk were
painted. He seemed quite satisfied, and La La La turned the puzzle down to a table,
occupying most of the table extremely aggressively. By the time everyone finished the
discussion, he had already made a corner.

The result of the discussion is-etc.

There is no other way.

Zhang Zhiyu revealed some leadership qualities at this time, "Although we entered the
copy in the morning, it is better to walk in accordance with the time in the copy,
otherwise it is easy to lose energy at the critical moment. It is now evening, everyone
returns to the room to rest , But don’t try to place orders when you are resting, is it
okay? The three ladies sleep in one room, and the others are at least two. If something
happens, call immediately."

There is nothing to refute, even Qu Li, who is not very gregarious, has no objection.

This hostel is small, and the rooms are mostly bunk beds in dormitory style. There is
also a single room and a standard room. The men gave up the standard room to the
women, and the rest did not fight for the single room, and chose bunk beds. Anyway,
everyone can choose to sleep in the bunk, which is quite convenient.

The final result is one between Zhang Zhiyu and Zhao Ping, one between two students,
and one between Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng.

Before returning to the room, Tang Cuo took another look at the public bathroom.

Li Shuai’s body is still the same as before, and his limbs are becoming stiff and dead.
Jin Cheng leaned his arm against the sink and said, "This is not like a low-end game in
area f."

Tang Cuo turned back, "How to say?"

Jin Cheng "General low-end games, the newcomers are reckless and will die when they
come up, but such games are usually not difficult and the plot setting is slightly rough.
But the players in this game are not reckless and look good. The middle-aged man
should have a gun, and the cocoon on his hand is obvious. So-the system should have
a high evaluation of you. How did you get assigned to the f zone?"

The topic revolved around Tang Cuo suddenly, and he answered non-questionally, "You
mean, the system triggers priority, based on my evaluation, the teammates arranged for
me?"

Jin Cheng "abtely"

What kind of foreign farts did Tang Tangcuo hate to talk about?

"Why can't it be because of you?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Because they are not qualified enough," Jin Cheng said.

Narcissism is a disease.
Tang Cuo didn't want to talk to him for a while because he was not ill, so he went
straight back to his room. The room was picked casually, the walls were fresh navy blue,
and it looked good.

On the other side, in the room of two students.

Qian Wei hung on a climbing rod like a monkey, racking his brain to think about
handsome Li, and said, "Don’t you think the masked man is suspicious? The corpse he
found first, the weapon he found first, and he covered it Face, why didn’t you let me test
him just now?"

Peng Mingfan asked back, "What about the person next to him? The two of them
obviously know each other, but there is only one non-player."

Qian Wei was dumb, and after a long while, he slapped his brain again. "Isn't that the
most suspicious order? The red suit, and Zhang Zhiqi."

"Orders may also be newcomers." Peng Mingfan pushed his glasses and said, "Aren't
you surprised? When we entered the game, it was only around ten o'clock in the
morning. What kind of newcomer is so powerful? Do the task in four hours?"

Qian Wei finally reacted, stunned. I thought they had dragged on for more than a week
before they dared to take the task when they were fully prepared, and most of them
were dragged to the deadline before the duck was put on the shelf.

This newcomer is not easy.

Who will he (she) be?

The same doubts were also staged next door, but when Zhang Zhitu and Zhao Ping met
for the first time, they were afraid that the other party might be the only non-player.

Overnight.

The next day, almost half past five in the morning, the hurried clap of the door broke the
tranquility of the hostel.
"Wake up soon! Something is wrong!" An Ning with short hair shot the door from room
to room, like a whirlwind blowing across the aisle, calling everyone.

Last night, everyone slept in clothes, so they got up quickly, and they appeared in the
corridor in just five minutes, asking each other what was going on.

Li Shuangshuang, who had a pale complexion, squatted at the door of the penultimate
room, and when he saw everyone coming, he quickly stood up and said, "It's gone! The
Qu Li who slept with us last night was gone. There was no sign at all, and none of us
found it. As soon as she felt it..."

At this time, Anning ran up and down again, panting and saying, "There is no
downstairs."

Zhang Zhiqu frowned, "When did you find her missing?"

An Ning's complexion is also not good. "I didn't see anyone when I woke up. I didn't
know when I wouldn't."

Zhang Zhiyu "Did you hear the voice last night?"

Both An Ning and Li Shuangshuang shook their heads. Suddenly, An Ning thought of
something again and said, "I shouldn't have slept so dead. Now think about it. I didn't
seem to have a dream yesterday."

Qian Wei immediately raised his hand, "Me too."

Asked in a circle, last night everyone slept very dead, revealing a strange and unusual.
Peng Mingfan pondered, Yu Guang glanced at Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng standing
outside the crowd, saying, "Are you neither?"

Jin Cheng leaned against the wall and raised his lips. "Child, what are you doubting?"

Peng Mingfan shut up, and Jin Cheng smiled and said nothing.
Soon everyone searched the inside and outside of the hotel again, but they found
nothing, not even an extra footprint, let alone any blood stains. Qu Li seemed to have
evaporated, disappeared without a trace.

As soon as six o'clock, the crowd concentrated on the downstairs hall again.

The waiter seemed to recover from a night of sleep, smiled and brought out a large pot
of porridge, while holding the bowl briskly to serve everyone, while comforting, "Don’t
worry, she might just go for a walk in the woods outside, our side The scenery is still
very good, and the air is fresh. When you have a full meal, you can look for it, maybe
you will find it immediately."

Anning stared at her. "Don't you say that the snow is over the mountains? Why did she
run out on her own?"

The waiter was at a loss at the moment, and stumbled and explained, "I, I just want to
comfort you, I have no malicious intentions..."

An Ning asked, "Well, what direction should we look for?"

The waiter couldn't speak anymore and mumbled, "I haven't been outside yet. I had to
go down and couldn't get down. How can I know..."

After hearing the words, Tangcuo narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that something was
wrong.

The rest of the people also expressed something else from this sentence, each staring
at the waiter closely. Jin Cheng was actually there, holding the porridge bowl and
watching the show.

"Slap! Slap!"

The sudden sound broke the deadlock, and the wind slammed against the door panel,
making the heart tremble.
Everyone looked at the source of the sound together, across the windshield, they could
not see the situation outside the door, but they could see a pair of leather boots in the
vaguely visible door slit.

"Pap! Pap!" A snowflake floated in through the crevice of the door panel and quickly
turned into snow.

"Who?" Qian Weizhan stood up.

Li Shuangshuang grabbed Zhao Ping's sleeve nervously.

The round-faced waiter looked as usual, even with a slight smile on his face. She
reached out and wiped on the apron, quickly walked to the door, and while opening the
door, she explained lightly that "it should be the wood-bearer."

Playing firewood?

Suddenly the tight string in his head was turned, Qian Wei's eyes widened, and he
subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop it, but it was too late. The moment the
door opened, the wind and snow poured in, blowing the menu on the table crazy.

There was a tall man who came in with the wind and snow. Around thirty years old, with
short hair and stubble, wearing a black fur collar leather jacket, carrying a bundle of
firewood on his back, carrying an axe in his hand.

It is Li Shuai.

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Handsome is dead, handsome is alive again. He smiled bluntly, but he was dumb.

Everyone watched the waiter greet him as if they were okay, and watched Li Shuai
nodded towards them friendly, ran to the back door to set firewood, and waited until the
waiter ran into the kitchen to give Li Shuai underneath the pan.

Qian Wei expressed his surprise with a series of "horses", and everyone looked at each
other. At this moment, Tang Cuo suddenly said "corpse."
Peng Mingfan suddenly changed color.

Zhang Zhiyu and Zhao Pingren also reacted and immediately jumped into the bathroom
on the second floor like a shell. "Boom Boom" footsteps sounded loudly, a few people
rushed to the locker and opened the cabinet door to see-

The body is gone.

Peng Mingfan immediately went to open the cabinet next to it and took out a bronze
statue from which was still stained with blood. The body is gone, but the bronze statue
is still there. Why?

Zhao Ping's face had obvious worry "So this handsome man will be resurrected? He
came back last night to kill Qu Li, and then early in the morning, no one came in from
the gate like everyone else?"

Zhang Zhiyi said, "It should be more than that, what did the waiter say?"

An Ning came in at this time and heard his question and replied, "I asked, the waiter
named Xiaoyuan, can't remember the fact that Li Shuai was hidden in the locker
yesterday. She said Li Shuai Every day at six o'clock in the morning will come to deliver
firewood, there was also yesterday, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Happy to avoid the sun." Peng Mingfan said abruptly.

"What?" Qian Wei asked.

"A movie about the story of a female college student who was killed and then returned
to the morning of her death, falling into a loop." Peng Mingfan said as he walked
downstairs, he remembered the perpetual calendar hanging on the wall behind the
counter.

He ran fast and returned to the downstairs soon, but he stared at the perpetual
calendar, but found that time was moving forward.
The time shown on the wall was December 21 when they came yesterday, and today is
December 22.

But if it wasn't the death cycle, how would you explain what happened to Li Yingjun's
resurrection, but Madoka couldn't remember? This is a copy of reasoning, and
everything that appears should not be as simple as creating a horror atmosphere.

Peng Mingfan couldn't figure it out for a moment, Yu Guang swept the following Qian
Wei and others, and suddenly found Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng were gone. He quickly
asked where they were, but they were shaking their heads.

Finally, Li Shuangshuang pointedly shyly behind his back. "I was standing behind and
saw them going to the back door."

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng came to the debris shed again.

Li Shuai was yarding the firewood here. He piled up the new firewood neatly and picked
up some old ones in the basket. Although the weather is cold, but he has quick hands
and feet, at first glance is a person who often works.

It was just dawning at this time.

Li Shuai picked up the basket and turned back to see Tang Cuo and they nodded and
greeted them with a smile. Obviously he was a tall and burly man, but he was stupid in
every move.

"Where are you going to hold your firewood?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Ah, ah." Li Shuai did not speak, reaching for the direction of the kitchen. He seemed to
want to tell Tang Cuo that the firewood was to be used for cooking and boiling water, but
the comparison was not always accurate, so he was anxious.

Tang Cuo waited for him to finish the gesture, and asked "When did your firewood hit?"

Li Shuai pointed to the sky and made a "Ah" gesture.

Tang Cuo "evening?"

Handsome Li nodded.

It was dead during the day, and firewood was fired at night. Yes, the one who died
yesterday is you.

"Can you take me to see?" Tang Cuo asked.

This time Li Shuai was shaking his head, shaking his head while shaking his hand, and
his body was full of refusals. He seemed to want to express that it was cold and
dangerous outside, and tried to dispel Tang Cuo's thoughts.

Tang Cuo asked him about the firewood again, and he only repeatedly cut the wood and
cut the wood, and could not say anything.

The exchange was unsuccessful, Tang Cuo watched Li Shuai leave, and turned and
walked out of the kitchen window. Madoka in the kitchen was humming a song while
cooking, and suddenly saw a face appearing in the blizzard that was so big and
charming, although the face was very handsome, she was almost scared and almost
cut her finger.

"How did you go outside?" Madoka exclaimed across the glass.

"Hair blowing." Tang Cuo replied.

Madoka kindly reminded him to take care of the cold, then smiled, and then bowed his
head to cook the food casually. She is making noodles, cut Chinese cabbage and beef
in it, and looks much tastier than the white porridge cooked for guests in the morning.

Not a black shop, it is better than a black shop.

Back in the lobby, everyone is there.

Zhang Zhiyu looked over and asked, "Where have you been?"
"Go to the firewood." Tang Cuo sat down casually, poured himself a glass of water, and
said, "Li Shuai said that he was chopping firewood at night. The place for chopping
firewood should not be far from here. I want to see it. Some people want go?"

Qian Wei "Can I still find Qu Li? She may just be missing, maybe she is waiting for us to
save her. It was cold this day, and if she goes to the office a little later, she might be
dead."

Zhao Ping "This..."

Some people are eager to try, some are hesitant.

Li Shuangshuang gripped the corner of his clothes nervously, glancing at the tranquility
of the same woman, but saw the other party's eyes bright. She stood up and said, "I
support going out and taking a look. The waiter said that the snow has closed the
mountain. But since Li Shuai can cut wood, it means there is still a way to go. Even if
you can't go outside, the place where the wood should be cut should also be It belongs
to the scope of the copy, maybe there will be any clues."

After a pause, she added a sentence "The people are gone, we can't help but find it."

At this time, Jin Cheng suddenly chimed in, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Peng Mingfan cast his gaze "What do you mean?"

"Kill handsome."

"Ok?"

Qian Wei Lingguang appeared at first glance, "Yes, isn’t the task of this game to kill the
handsome, now that the handsome is alive, we can kill him? The handsome died before
but failed to pass the customs, maybe it’s because we weren’t that time. Killed, so it’s
not counted."

Zhang Zhiyu agreed that "the most important thing is customs clearance."
"Then you kill people, I'll go out and see." Tang Cuo is not bad.

Qian Wei inexplicably felt a chill from these words. Where did the big brother come
from, speaking of murder, the word cloud is breezy, as if slaughtering a pig.

He quietly tugged Peng Mingfan's clothes and was about to speak, so he listened to
Zhang Zhiyu pondering and made arrangements again. "Then we will act separately, no
matter whether we want to kill or not, people in the hotel will have to look at Li Yingjun
and Xiaoyuan. How about leaving one for each group?"

Zhang Zhiyu said it right, and the rest of them had no objections, but Qian Wei still
murmured in a low voice. Upon seeing this, Peng Mingfan gave him a wink, and then
said, "I stay, Qian Wei follows."

The results of Zhao Ping and Li Shuangshuang are obvious. Li Shuangshuang is too
timid to look at his combat effectiveness. Of course, this is a copy of the f zone, and
there are so many people who are panicked and reckless. Li Shuangshuang is just timid
and nothing.

"Then let me go." An Ning seemed to be completely afraid. The beautiful Xing Yan
stared at Zhang Zhiyu without hesitation. "We are the only ones left. I will go and you
will stay."

Zhang Zhiyu has no objection.

Qian Wei couldn't help but remind her that "the wind and snow outside are so heavy and
dangerous."

"Yeah." Jin Cheng interjected, but raised his eyes and stared at Tang Cuo. The eyes
under the mask were smiling. "Why don't I go out, will you stay?"

Tang Cuo sat on the coffee table with his arms crossed, scanned the re-opened jigsaw
on his table, and asked straightforwardly, "Is the joke not fun?"

Jin Cheng shrugged, very innocent.

The staffing arrangements were settled in this way. Tang Cuo, Qian Wei, Zhao Ping and
An Ning went out to investigate, and the rest stayed in the hostel to watch Li Shuai and
make a murder plan.

Before going out, the people searched the hostel again, and found military coats,
compasses, climbing ropes, flashlights, and emergency supplies. But Meng was still
Tang Cuomeng. He copied a small rechargeable chainsaw directly from the shed.

Qian Wei's eyes widened. "What are you doing, Brother?"

Tang Cuo recharged the electricity on his own, making sure that the chainsaw was fully
charged, and then tried to feel it by pressing the switch casually. In the roar, he looked
back at Qian Wei, "Playing firewood."

Don't point the chainsaw at me when playing firewood!

Qian Wei couldn't help but blinked frantically at Peng Mingfan-are you sure I will be fine
with him?

Peng Mingfan looked at Zhang Zhizhi and vaguely compared the gesture of a gun. Qian
Wei understood that the gun was killing people faster than the chainsaw, and it was not
safe to stay anywhere.

There is a non-player among them.

"Must come back within two hours, and send a signal if there is an emergency. Qian
Wei has something to signal there, and I will receive it as soon as he sends it."

In the sound of Peng Mingfan's advice, the exploration team plunged into the snow and
hurried forward. Only Tang Cuo looked back at Peng Mingfan, and he felt that Peng
Mingfan's last sentence was for him.

Qian Wei has something to send and receive signals that can save his life at a critical
moment, so at least he must be kept safe.
The exploration team went out when the wind and snow were the smallest, but it was
so. The biting cold wind and the snow over the knee made them slow to crawl.

Tang Cuo walked at the front, wearing a windbreaker outside the military coat, wearing
a Lei Feng hat on his head, carrying a red chainsaw and a mountaineering bag, with a
fashionable shape. Anning and Qian Wei walked in the middle. After Zhao Pingdian, the
three walked all the way and shouted Qu Li's name, but no one answered.

In front of the hotel, there is a path down the mountain. Li Shuai came from this
direction. If Qu Li ran out, she should go here instead of rushing into the gloomy forest
at the back of the mountain.

But when walking, the four of them found the path leading to a dense black forest.
Because it was snowing, the sky was very dark, and the forest looked at the gloomy.
The crown of the tree seemed to be connected with the sky, dull and depressed.

"This is the place where Li Shuai played firewood?" Qian Wei felt uncomfortable. "He
played firewood in this kind of place at night?"

Zhao Ping shouted Qu Li's name again, and the snow shook on the treetops next to it,
but he still didn't answer. He eased his breath and shuddered. "It's very wrong here.
There is no bird. The sky is cold. The temperature has dropped so much. I don't think
we should take risks."

Before Tang Cuo spoke, An Ning retorted, "They are all here, how can they turn around
and go back?"

Qian Wei was also very cold, looking at the Lin Zi in front of him with some daze, but An
Ning was right-they all came here, with the urinary nature of the task, if Qu Li was still
alive, most of them were in the forest.

Whether it is dead or alive, you have to find it, otherwise everyone is like a headless fly,
and this game cannot be played.
"Brother Tang?" Qian Wei already used a tribute. Guy, whose surname is Tang, was
clearly frozen with no blood on his face, and he was still on the move, not trembling.

Tang Cuo did not speak and walked forward.

Qian Wei and An Ning quickly followed, and Zhao Ping couldn't go back alone. Seeing
An Ning, who was still a little girl, strode forward, and wiped his almost frozen face hard,
and it was difficult to keep up.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger.

At the same time, in the youth hostel, the left-behind group of four is still discussing one
hundred ways to kill the handsome. Of course, strictly speaking, only Zhang Zhiyu and
Peng Mingfan were talking.

The two men did not have any hope for Li Shuangshuang. As for Jin Cheng, the words
"uncommon" were clearly written on his face.

The handsome hero Li Shuai was in discussion at the moment sitting on the pony at the
kitchen door to eat noodles. As long as someone looked at it, he smiled happily.

This is already the third bowl of noodles he has eaten.

Because of this, Peng Mingfan concluded that "poisoning is the easiest."

Zhang Zhikui nodded, but said, "He can all be brought back to life. Can poisoning really
kill him?"

"It will take a while to know."

"Are you poison?"

Peng Mingfan wanted to refute this sentence, but he was indeed poisonous, so he only
nodded and did not elaborate. There are many kinds of props in Yongye City, there are
thousands of varieties of light, poison, medicine, Chinese and Western, Bona ancient
and modern.
It’s unethical and unwelcome to inquire about other people’s equipment. Zhang Zhiyu
wisely didn’t ask much, but he suggested that “this poison makes Li Shuangshuang go.
She is a girl and can get closer to the waiter for poisoning. And just Poisoned, she
should be competent."

Peng Mingfan did not speak.

Li Shuangshuang suddenly heard this proposal, his expression resisted, and

subconsciously looked at the door, but Zhao Ping had not returned. She really wanted
to refuse because she had seen too many people die in the game because of rash
actions, but Zhang Zhiqi said it seemed quite reasonable. She could not really do
nothing and just enjoy the success.

For a moment of silence, she gritted her teeth and was about to speak, but was
interrupted by Peng Mingfan.

"Hurry first." Peng Mingfan pushed his glasses. "What if she fails? Li Shuai is the boss
of this copy. If he runs away, there are only four of us here."

Zhang Zhiyu looked the same, saying, "I just think that poisoning is much simpler than
taking part in the battle. Letting Li Shuangshuang do this is not harming her."

Peng Mingfan declined to comment.

Li Shuangshuang was worried.

Jin Cheng is still working on puzzles. He still finds puzzles more interesting. He
sometimes looks out of the window and sighs when Tangcuo will come back-strange
and boring.

Tangcuo was cutting trees at this time.

When the chainsaw was turned to maximum power, in the roar, sawdust and snowflakes
flew together. Qian Wei never expected to be so handsome as a tree felling worker,
using a chainsaw to open and close, and finally kicked his feet, "clicking", and the
broken trunk shattered the snow.

Tang Cuo didn't change his face.

It would be great if this game was just a game of cutting trees, Qian Wei sincerely
looked forward to it.

"Have you heard anything?" An Ning said suddenly.

"What voice?" Qian Wei and Zhao Ping looked up one after another, while Tang Cuo
was still inspecting the tree he had cut down. The trees in this forest are all black,
twisted and weird. Because it was cut with a chainsaw, the cut surface of the tree is very
smooth, but it feels slippery to the touch. After being exposed to the air, it will emit a
faint scent.

Tang Cuo put his finger under his nose and asked carefully, he still couldn't tell what it
was like, but there was no doubt that Li Shuai cut the tree.

"Really there is a voice!" Zhao Ping finally heard it, and soon Qian Wei also heard what
it was. The three of them changed their colors together, and Anning shouted, "It's a
bear, go up the tree!"

Fortunately, there are trees everywhere, and because of their strange shapes, the
difficulty of climbing has dropped dramatically. The three climbed up the tree in three
directions, and turned their heads again, their hearts almost jumping out of their throats.

Two giant black bears standing up to five or six meters tall rushed straight at them.
When there was a tree blocking the road, they slapped off. The place they went to was
like a violent wind crossing, and there was no grass.

"Boom boom", the earth was shaking, the black bear roared, and the blood basin was
terrible.

run! ! !
Needless to say, the three immediately abandoned the tree and ran away. A bear so big
and so tall is useless to climb a tree. Anyone who hits it a few times will fall down.
However, after the three escaped, they discovered that the fierce man who had cut the
tree had run away long ago.

What do you run so fast!

Blame you for cutting the tree!

Xiong Da and Xiong Er are here!

Qian Wei roared in his heart, and the wind blew his face like a knife, listening to the
bear roaring closer and closer, and quickly put on equipment-Zulijian running shoes.

In fact, this shoe is not particularly useful, that is, it runs fast, and the sole will shine and
play every step of the run. Hundreds of nostalgic songs, let you choose.

"I love too much right and wrong, come to the occasion of frowning~"

Zhao Ping almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, An Ning passed him in time, and the two escaped from the palm of the bear
dangerously and dangerously, glaring at Qian Wei fiercely, and continued to pull out. An
Ning seems to be using skill, jumping from tree to tree lightly, moving in a curve, but at a
fast speed.

Zhao Ping is embarrassed. He doesn't have these escape skills, but he has abilities.

The blue light gathered in Zhao Ping's palm, and the snow and snow swirled into a big
snowball, which was still expanding rapidly. Zhao Ping gritted his teeth as he ran, saying
that he was going to be fast and fast. He put a sudden brake on his body and raised his
hands above his head to smash the snowball backwards.

"Bang!" The snowball hit one of the black bears, blocking it slightly. But the other black
bear was still rushing forward, it looked even more angry, and looked up at the sky,
making Zhao Ping almost stagger again.
At this point Tangcuo had fallen to the end, and this is why he had to run first.

He is a rookie, a pure rookie.

Fortunately, he is very good at fighting.

When the Black Bear roared and threw over, Qian Wei and other talents had just
discovered that Tang Cuo had finally gone, patronizing with consternation, and had no
time to rescue. On this occasion, Tangcuo did not retreat and went forward. Without any
deceleration, he stretched his hands to grab the side tree trunk, quickly turned around
the tree, and then slid a shovel through the black bear crotch. .

"Roar--" The black bear threw himself up, so strong that he shot the tree down, but
Tangcuo had already reached behind him.

"Cough, cough..." Tangcuo couldn't help coughing with a cold wind, his face pale. But he
didn't delay for a moment, quickly got up from the ground, took the rope out of the
mountaineering bag while running, fastened the collar, and flicked his hand.

Half of the tree roots appeared in the snow five meters from the center.

This glove circle skill saw the other three dumbfounded, and at this moment, the Black
Bear had counterattacked again. Tang Cuo also turned again. At the moment when the
black bear thundered like lightning, he rolled and avoided the image without hesitation,
and at the same time tightened the rope tightly.

"Uh--" The rope stretched straight for a moment, just hitting the black bear's right leg.

Although the black bear is huge and fast, its skill is not flexible. Judging from the
posture that they will only rush forward, the IQ is not very high.

A small climbing rope may only block him, but this is enough.

The unbalanced black bear crashed to the ground, angry, showing his fangs to Tang
Cuo, waving his palms hard, almost scraping Tang Cuo's face. In less than a few
seconds, it was able to climb up from the ground again, tearing this abominable human
into pieces.

However, at this time, a piece of "brick" appeared suddenly in Tang Cuo's hand. No, to
be precise, it was a book. While the black bear opened his blood basin and opened the
stall to him, he sent it into his mouth fiercely. in.

"Oh--" The hard book corner nibbled to the inner wall of the mouth, and immediately
pulled out the wound and stuck it in the throat, which caused the black bear to have
scarlet eyes, dancing with both palms and almost crazy. Because Tang Cuo was too
close, he was slapped with a palm on his back and smashed into the snow five meters
away.

"Cough, cough..." He twitched blood and his bones were about to fall apart.

The other black bear arrived at this time.

"Brother Tang!" Fortunately, the three of Qian Wei finally arrived late, and each of them
showed his magical power to stop it. And the black bear whose throat was stuck in the
survival report was madly putting his paw into his mouth, trying to pull out the report.

Tang Cuo raised his hand at this moment and snapped his fingers.

"boom--!"

The black bear exploded, and the deafening explosion almost submerged the black
bear's screams. The flesh and blood flew like snowflakes in the sky.

Tarot cards, magician, fireball.

In the evaluation report, there was a card Tang Tang searched from Zhang Xing.
Hundreds of small fireballs were compressed in a small space and exploded quickly,
which was perfect.

The only imperfection is Tang Cuo's life value-5.

It is recommended that you commit suicide directly.

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Assessment Report. Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient
solution~

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Thank you for the five angels anikiii who cast [mines];

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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Tang Cuo, a man who jumped repeatedly on the verge of death, survived stubbornly
today.

Qian Wei, Zhao Ping and An Ning climbed up from the ground and watched another
black bear fleeing their way, stunned. Then turn around and look at the surrounding
scene. The white snow is covered with little flesh and blood. It looks like plum blossoms
in the distance, and it looks like flowers in the distance, and half of the bear paws at the
feet. The grill can be opened immediately.

As far as the eye can see, there is nowhere to go.

"My mother." Qian Wei exclaimed, and found Tang Cuo lying motionless on the ground,
running over without hesitation, trembling to probe his nose.

Tang Cuo opened his eyes and looked at him coldly.

Qian Wei laughed, "My hands are cheap, my hands cheap."

In the end, Qian Wei and Zhao Ping joined forces to lift Tang Cuo. Tang Cuo threw a
few chocolate beans into his mouth without any medicine, and finally passed without a
single breath. The rest of the people did not want to give it, but saw him so powerful,
thinking that the chocolate bean was a pill, and did not expect him to be a poor man.

"I have sent a signal to Peng Peng. It's too dangerous here, shall we go back?" Qian
Wei said.

"I agree." Zhao Ping quickly responded.

Anning did not object this time. The black bear was too powerful. Who knows if there
will be more hidden in the forest. And they made such a big noise, and did not see Qu Li
half figure, most of her was not here or already dead.

Tang Cuo did not comment because his eyes were attracted by a book corner exposed
in the snow not far away. He let go of Qian Wei's hand and walked over to pick it up—

It is a survival assessment report and is intact.

An Ning saw it, blinked, and asked curiously and boldly, "What is this?"

Qian Wei "Obviously this is a survival assessment report, the one we all have, which
records our life."

Zhao Ping "..."

Is it so thick!

Tang Cuo knew this was the reaction, put it away expressionlessly, and picked up a
black bear tooth from the ground expressionlessly. Put it in your hand and put it in your
pocket.

Anning Qianwei Zhao Ping "..."

Forget it, it's better not to ask.

The four returned in the same way.

After walking for ten minutes, Tangcuo stopped again.

Zhao Ping suddenly raised an unknown hunch and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tang Cuo calmly said, "The direction is wrong."

After hearing that, An Ning quickly pulled out the compass, and the pointer clearly
pointed in the direction they came from. She frowned slightly, and intuitively told her that
Tangcuo would not be targeted, but what about the compass?

"The chainsaw." Tang Cuo said again.

The three reacted. Just now the black bear was suddenly killed, and the chainsaw was
left behind where the tree was cut, but they all walked back for ten minutes. What about
the chainsaw?

Not only the chainsaw, but the cut tree?

"Ghost, ghost hitting the wall?" Qian Wei only felt that his heart was colder than his
hands and feet.

"It's possible." An Ning nodded and looked around. "The trees here are basically the
same, and the sun is covered again. We have been difficult to distinguish the direction.
Just because of the black bear, just chose a direction to run. , Even more chaotic."
Zhao Ping "What now?"

Tang Cuo glanced at him and said nothing.

Zhao Ping was freezing to death. Seeing his dying face was still so calm, I wished that
there were a thousand villains holding him and shaking madly-Brother, you are talking,
isn't it just fierce!

Tang Cuo couldn't get up anymore, he burped and fart so much. If he can talk, he
doesn't talk, and enters the energy-saving mode completely.

Instead, An Ning's eyes shone brightly, and suddenly grabbed Qian Wei and asked,
"Can you locate when you signal with Peng Peng? Can they find us?"

Qian Wei also frowned, "Yes! You are right, we can't get out, but they can come in. It's
been almost forty minutes from starting to cutting the tree, then we have to wait another
half an hour!"

Energy saving mode, closed.

"Signal, can you tell us the specific situation?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Ah, this won't work." Qian Wei scratched his head.

Tang Cuo smiled.

Qian Wei saw hair in his heart.

Anning reacted and slapped him on the shoulder. "No, they came in without knowing the
situation. They didn't make any preparations. They ended up trapped here with us."

"Why are you hitting me!" Qian Wei rubbed his shoulder and died.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Wei sent Peng Mingfan three consecutive signals. This
was agreed between him and Peng Mingfan. If the situation changed and it was not
appropriate to go, he would send three signals.
Then they did several direction tests and found that no matter how they went, the
compass was firmly pointing in the direction of going back. The three looked at each
other and could not help looking at Tangcuo.

Tang Coo took a breath, poured two chocolate beans in his mouth, and stood up to "go."

The exploration team continued to move forward. This time they walked for a full half
hour, still spinning around in the forest. The cold gradually deprived them of their
physical strength, and even people like Qian Wei and Zhao Ping who have experienced
several game missions are a bit overwhelmed, not to mention Tangcuo with only 5 lives.

Going down this way, 5 becomes 4 again.

Fortunately, the road to no end of the world, the four people walked, and even saw a
house not far away. Qian Wei was excited, and strode meteorically to check it out. Take
a look, take another look, and look back in surprise. "Isn't this the hostel we live in!"

Tang Cuo looked closely. The green roof, the cedar tree logo, and the familiar debris
shed in the backyard were not the youth hostel.

They went out from the front door and returned from the back door.

and many more.

"There is a situation in the room." Tang Cuo vaguely saw a fighting figure in the window,
an arrow step rushed out of the forest, not even looking at the door that opened the
wooden fence, and flipped in directly, fast and stable.

But before he rushed into the house, a figure broke through the door. The broken door
panel flew over Tang Cuo's face, and he sideways avoided, looking up—

Zhang Zhiyu was beaten.

He crashed into the snow fiercely, and when he got up, his eyes flashed coldly. But he
noticed Tang Cuo and the three people who came behind, raised his hands and wiped
his face, shouting "Boss is gone, help!"
Instead, Tangcuo took a step back, his expression indifferent.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Zhi frowned.

At this time, Peng Mingfan in the house was about to persevere. He was breathless,
holding a gun in his hand, but his quasi-head was extremely poor, and he was a master
of human stroke. But every time Li Shuai's hatchet was about to be cut on him, he
paused inexplicably. It was this weird pause that made him avoid it quickly.

Peng Mingfan rushed left and right, seeing the speed getting slower and slower, and
Qian Wei quickly rushed to arrive.

Zhang Zhiyu also joined the battle again.

Tang Cuo's score is clear, Qian Wei is a sword, and his skill is fairly flexible, but the
sword technique is not good. Zhang Zhikui uses a gun very well. The barrel of the gun is
very long. The bullet hits a chair and can directly burst into a big hole. Unlike the
common style on the market, I don’t know if it is specially provided by Yongyecheng.

"Go to the yard!" Peng Mingfan shouted and took the lead in transferring.

At this time, Zhao Ping and An Ning also shot, several people joined forces, and finally
led the man to the backyard under the attack of Li Shuai's terrifying axe.

What about Cheng Jin?

Cheng Jin is on the roof.

Tang Cuo raised his head and found him. He happened to see him jump from the roof to
the debris shed. At the moment of landing, he bent his bow and arrow, aimed and shot
in one go.

"Huh!" The long arrow of pure metal was as thunderous as electricity, and it was
accurately nailed into Li Shuai's footboard, and he was put in place.

"Huh!" Another arrow, pierced the palm of the hand and the weapon.
"Ah!!!" The axe let go and Li Shuaihui knelt and knelt down to the ground. Seeing that,
Ning raised his hand and offered a red net pocket under his hood.

I saw the red light suddenly appear, the net pocket suddenly shrunk, tightly wrapped
around Li Shuai, making him unable to break free.

You're done.

An Ning clapped his hands and smiled.

The rest were paralyzed on the ground and relieved. Zhang Zhiyu looked solemnly at
Jin Cheng who had jumped from the debris shed and asked, "Why not kill him directly?"

A short sentence provokes everyone's nerves. Everyone turned their heads to look at
Jin Cheng, but they saw that Jin Cheng bowed directly, the arrow pointed at Zhang
Zhiyu's head, and smiled and asked, "Do you have any opinions about me?"

A drop of cold sweat slipped from Zhang Zhiyu's forehead. Others may not know, but
after the battle just now he is very clear about the strength of this person in front of him.

It's like a cat catching a mouse, they are rolling mice all over the place, and he is the
expensive cat, only reaching out when he is interested.

He shouldn't be impulsive.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Zhiyu took a step back and raised his hand, "I'm just
making an opinion, there is no malice, don't be impulsive."

"Oh." Jin Cheng stared at him meaningfully, his long arrow pointed straight, without any
intention of putting it down. Qian Wei looked at this scene and instinctively tried to
persuade him, but was caught by Peng Mingfan.

The longer the time was, the more ugly Zhang Zhiyu's complexion was. He opened his
mouth several times, and finally Jin Jin could not bear it, but Jin Cheng retreated the
arrow lightly.
He looked back at Tangcuo and seemed to be very puzzled, "Are you dying again?"

Tang Cuo wanted to roll his eyes, but now he didn't even have the strength to roll his
eyes. He wrapped his army coat and walked to the house. He was not afraid of the cold,
but the cold made his life value quicker, so he went straight to the kitchen, where there
was a clay stove to burn fire.

The moment the door opened, Tang Cuo and the panicked Li Shuangshuang met each
other.

Li Shuangshuang couldn't help but wince, "I, I just..."

Tangcuo "let."

Li Shuangshuang was stunned.

Tang Cuo finally lifted her hand away from her, strode meteor to the small bench behind
the stove, sat down, pounded ash, added firewood, ignited, silent and efficient.

"Water." Li Shuangshuang suddenly blessed his soul, wiped his eyes, and turned to
open the water tank. She scooped spoon after spoon until the entire pot was filled, and
then asked cautiously, "Is it enough?"

Tang Cuo kept his eyes closed against the wall and stood still in the warm fire.

"Are you all right?" Li Shuangshuang asked again.

Tang Cuo frowned slightly, and his frozen hands and feet gradually recovered under the
warmth, but this recovery was extremely slow. He was a little tired, did not want to talk,
nor did he want to be disturbed.

Perhaps God finally heard his call, Li Shuangshuang really did not say anything. The
kitchen door was closed, and the noise of Qian Wei and others entering the house one
after another was also isolated.

Tang Cuo let out a sigh of relief in his heart.

It was at this moment that Tang Cuo suddenly heard a movement, as if it was near his
ears. He was alert in his heart, reached out like lightning, and raised his eyes--

Opposite Jin Cheng's four heads.

"What are you doing?" Tang Cuo asked. Asking the exit, he also saw the situation in the
kitchen. Li Shuangshuang was no longer there, and there were only two of them in the
closed door.

"What do you think?" Jin Cheng moved the clamped wrist and showed him the medicine
in his hand.

Tang Cuo let go of his hand and was choked by him.

Jin Cheng still threw the potion to him, and finally leaned his arm against the wall,
saying, "I am thinking about your skill, Qian Wei, all three are safe, how can you hang
so badly, Yongye City gives you What restrictions are added?"

Tang Cuo "..."

Jin Cheng "If you don't speak, just assume it."

Tang Cuo wanted to acquiesce by default. He opened the potion bottle and drank half of
it, and the other half got into his pocket. Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows and probably
understood the content of this restriction.

He asked again, "What did you encounter outside?"

Tang Cuo recovered a little, and asked, "Have you seen the bear appear?"

Jin Cheng "???"

Tang Cuo was amazed that his knowledge was so narrow, and maybe the elder brother
died too early and missed this masterpiece. Jin Cheng felt that his expression was not
right, and narrowed his eyes, "You confess me in your heart?"

Tangcuo "No."
Jin Cheng "You have."

"Huh." Annoying. Tang Cuo added two pieces of firewood to the stove with a black face,
and said, "The bear is just like--"

Jin Cheng interrupted him "I know."

Tangcuo "Oh."

Jin Cheng "Do you treat your life-saving benefactor like this?"

Otherwise, what else? I even explained to you "Bear Haunt".

Tang Cuo wanted to return the remaining half of the potion, but when he thought about
it, why should he be so hypocritical? So I briefly said the things in the forest, and then
asked "what are you doing?"

Jin Cheng "Zhang Zhiyu and Li Shuangshuang poisoned the handsome, Peng Mingfan
stopped, but the waiter offered to let Li Shuangshuang help her go to the kitchen to
prepare lunch, so Li Shuangshuang still poisoned. Half an hour later, Li Shuangshuang
was poisoned and ran away. It looks like. His axe is very powerful, his defense is
extremely high, his defense ability is also very strong, and his power is infinite."

Tang Cuo recalled everything he had just seen and asked, "Does poisoning work for
him?"

"I'm not sure." Jin Cheng shook his head. "At least no obvious features appeared."

"What about waiters?"

"Before Li Shuai's poisonous hair, she said that she was unwell and went back to her
room to rest. I went to see it specially, and also invisible powder was sprinkled on the
door and window sill of her room. There is no footprint on the powder. At least it
means-here During this time she did stay in the room peacefully."

Invisible powder? This is a good thing.

Tang Cuo continued to add wood to the stove while thinking. This firewood is exactly
what Li Shuai returned from. Looking at them, Tang Cuo couldn't help but think of the
lost chainsaw again.

Pity.

"Can you help me call Li Shuangshuang back again?" Tang Cuo asked. "I have
something to ask her."

The author has something to say about abandoning the manual. It's a hassle. Today, the
manuscript box is released automatically, and it is sent until the manuscript is not saved.

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Li Shuangshuang was a little upset at this time.

She came to Yongye City for a month and a half, did several missions, and met many
people, but she had never seen such things as Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng. They are very
strong, even if they just stand by and do not speak, people can't ignore their existence.

When she was hiding in the kitchen just now, she saw Jin Cheng's arrow pointing at
Zhang Zhiyu through the window, and she became even more determined.

She was a little afraid of Jin Cheng, but Tang Cuo was there and she was quite at ease.
"The waiter asked you to help you prepare lunch, it was named directly, right?" Tang
Cuo asked.

"Yes." Li Shuangshuang carefully recalled the situation at that time and said, "She said
that she was too busy alone, so let me help, but maybe it was because I was a girl, so
she came to me. After I went into the kitchen with her She stayed busy until she said
that she was unwell and wanted to go back to rest, leaving me alone."

Tang Cuo asked, "Did she say anything to you when you were here?"

Li Shuangshuang got stuck for a while, "It's just some ordinary words..."

"This is very important. Think about it again."

"Uh... she talked about the weather, complaining about the recent bad weather and the
like. The blizzard does not come sooner or later, but she has to wait for her to come
down the mountain. At other times she is talking about lunch, He also said that Li
Yingjun likes to eat potato goulash, and I and I put the poison in the potato goulash..."

Tang Cuo frowned slightly.

Li Shuangshuang thought he was wrong and looked at him nervously, so he asked him,
"What else did she say about her going down the mountain?"

"She... oh right, she also said some new employees are on the job training, saying that
new people are not easy to bring. I was too nervous at that time, she said so, so the
original words are not clear."

Tang Cuo asked another question, "Who gave you the poison?"

Li Shuangshuang thought, "Zhang Zhiqi."

"Okay, go out first."

Tang Cuo watched people go out, tapping tongs with their fingers, and in Ding Ding's
voice, his thoughts flew. He remembered that the waiter named Xiaoyuan had said such
a moment just after entering the copy—

Originally, I had to resign and go down the mountain when the contract expired. Just
wait for the new employee to come over and hand over, and now I am still stuck here.

Who is her so-called new employee? Has it arrived? Will it be the non-player among
them?

If it is, why is this new employee as nc mixed with the player? What is his (her)
purpose? Is it Qu Li? Or is it a different chapter?

"Do you need a reminder?" Jin Cheng asked.

"You have?" Tang Cuo looked up.

Jin Cheng didn't know where to get a tomato peeling, the silver folding knife was small
and delicate, and he was played with flowers in his hands. But Tang Cuo was the first to
see someone eating tomato peels, what's wrong.

"You looked at me so contemptuously and cut one for you too?"

"Thank you."

Jin Cheng didn't expect Tang Cuozhen to nod, his mouth twitched. But a real man,
spitting and nailing, never saying anything, it’s a bit boring to do so, so he said, “I saved
you twice before and after, and now I’m reminding you again, how do you say thank me
?"

Tang Cuo was expressionless, "We are all players and we all have to clear customs.
Why should I thank you?"

Jin Cheng felt that this sentence really made sense, so he also said a very reasonable
sentence "I can wait for you all to die, I will pass the customs again."
"What does this do for you?"

"My pleasure."

Tang Cuo didn't believe it for half a word.

He simply turned his head to burn the fire. At the end, he did not forget to remind Jin
Cheng, "Don't forget my tomato."

Why are you so humorous?

Jin Cheng moved to a small stump and sat down. He looked at him carefully for a while
and said, "Mr. Crow may have liked you with a sense of humor."

Oh.

Tang Cuo ignored it.

"How much do you know about Yongye City?" Jin Cheng suddenly looked right.

"I don't know anything." Tang Cuo replied.

"Also, you have just arrived, and it is divided into zone f." Jin Cheng said "Some rules of
Yongye City are that intelligence traffickers will not sell to the outside world. You will only
know if you have done more tasks or are promoted to the advanced zone. These It’s not
a secret, but it won’t help.

Tang Cuo also looked up, "How to say?"

Jin Cheng "People enter Yongye City after death and are told that everything in their
lifetime is a game. Completing this game and earning initial points are the first step in
survival. The mission of Yongye City is like a huge game. 'S screening system, excellent
players rise gradually, and eventually earn enough points to re-enter the cycle, but what
about those who died in the game mission? Where do you think they went?"

"The soul is flying away?"

"No, there are actually very few people with Soul Fei San San. Compared with the
mission of Yongye City, Soul Fei San San is a relief. Many low-level players think they
are dead, but they are not dead. They can be Madoka, also It can be handsome Li."

Tang Cuo suddenly thought of those who were swallowed by black holes in the lucky
turntable. With Jin Cheng's explanation, the whereabouts of these people seemed to be
clear.

"You mean, the player who failed the mission is trapped in the copy. Madoka says she is
about to go down the mountain. Is it time for such a punishment?"

"Yes, this is karma. You can think of it as a karma of karma, or karma of karma. The
karma of each player is different, and the time of imprisonment is different. Three, five or
even For hundreds of years, after the karma is over, they will be free."

"free?"

"reincarnation."

"Then in the process of being punished, do they know what they are doing?"

"No, they are just nc."

Tang Cuo got it.

Madoka's karma is about to finish, and she will leave here to reincarnate. The
newcomer who succeeded her must be another player who died in the mission.

In other words, among the eight of them, there is a "dead."

Does he (she) know that he is dead?

"Mumbled." The water boiled.

"Tuk Tuk." The knock on the door rang almost simultaneously.

Before Tangcuo and Jin Cheng responded, Peng Mingfan pushed the door and walked
in, with a band-aid on his face. He closed the door casually and walked in front of them,
saying, "I suspect Zhang Zhiyu has a problem."

Tang Cuo also went straight in with him, "Why?"

"This is a copy of reasoning. Li Shuai is dead and resurrected. Even Qian Wei can
guess that Li Shuai is not that good to kill. He can't start rashly. But Zhang Zhiyu not
only urged Li Shuangshuang to poison, just now it was three. Twice wanted to kill us
and kill him directly."

Jin Cheng smiled and said, "You said it right, but Zhang Zhiyu did this, which did not just
prove that he was very smart? He hoped that Li Shuangshuang could kill Li Shuai, he
wouldn't do anything, and hope that I would shoot him to death with a single arrow. Any
risk."

Peng Mingfan took a deep breath, "I know. But what if he is nc? For example, killing Li
Shuai will trigger some kind of punishment, and we will step into the trap one by one
with his encouragement."

"So?" Tang Cuo looked directly at Peng Mingfan's eyes, his expression calm. Peng
Mingfan's heart trembled inexplicably, but he looked back fearlessly and said—

"Let Zhang Zhiyu do it himself."

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at each other, Jin Cheng handed him the cut tomato in
a bowl, turned his head to look at Peng Mingfan, and asked "What if it turns out that he
is not nc?"

Peng Mingfan was silent for a few seconds and replied, "Then I will do it next time. The
task is to kill the handsome. It is always someone who wants to do it, or you or me."

"Very good, with courage." Jin Cheng wiped his hands and stood up. "How are you
going to let him do it?"
Peng Mingfan had obviously calculated the plan and immediately replied, "Vote. I have
two votes with Qian Wei, two of you, half of the votes."

This is almost a union in disguise.

Tang Cuo once again looked at Peng Mingfan from the bottom of his heart. This little
boy looks like the most savvy. It is clear at a glance which of the eight players is the
strongest. He not only tried Zhang Zhiyu, but also attracted them. The abacus played
well.

However, Peng Mingfan looked at a person with a bottom line. At least he had done
something to stop Li Shuangshuang from poisoning, so Tang Cuo's impression of him
was not bad.

The three returned to the lobby one after another, Peng Mingfan walked first, and Tang
Cuo and Jin Cheng walked out slowly. While shaking it out, Tang Cuo also found sugar
in the kitchen and added a spoon to the tomato bowl.

Jin Cheng saw it and disapproved.

To eat a tomato actually added sugar.

In the lobby, the waiter Xiaoyuan was screaming and arguing, "Why? There must be
some misunderstandings in this, it must be what you did to make the handsome guy do
it. His personality is very good. Every day, besides playing wood, he is playing. Chai,
even a small animal will not hurt, how can it harm you?"

Still speaking to her is tranquility, "but he just started."

Madoka is still unbelievable, and Li Shuai is not here. Everyone was discussing the
correct way to kill him. In order to prevent him from being heard, he was locked in the
linen room next to the toilet on the first floor.
Zhang Zhiyu sat in the rest area, quietly observing the interaction between Xiaoyuan
and Anning, and saw that Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo nodded, and there was no special
move.

"Really, handsome brother won't hurt anyone, he won't talk, you don't want to treat him
like this..." Madoka is still trying to argue.

Peng Mingfan went straight to her and said, "We are hungry, haven't lunch been
prepared yet?"

Madoka stunned, and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm going to prepare now, who
of you can..."

Peng Mingfan interrupted her, "Go by yourself."

"Okay, okay." Madoka left.

There are only eight players left in the hall, and Peng Mingfan quickly said the voting.
Some face was contemplative, some nodded, and some frowned.

Zhang Zhitu thought of Peng Mingfan's move to go to the kitchen to call Tang Cuo and
Jin Cheng just now. If he still can't see what's wrong here, he has lived in vain for so
many years.

"I have an objection." He stood up, but looked at Anning. "You are both duo. I am single
with this little girl. Such a vote seems not fair to us."

An Ning smiled, "I have no opinion, just vote."

Zhang Zhiyu clenched his fist secretly, but his face was still calm, saying, "If you don't
have an opinion, then I certainly don't have an opinion. Just to be fair, I suggest blind
casting."

Blind cast?
Peng Mingfan looked at Zhang Zhiyu deeply, not knowing what medicine he sold in the
gourd. But Zhang Zhiyu's request was reasonable, and they did not tear their faces now,
so it was difficult to refuse.

Blind casting begins.

Peng Mingfan found a piece of blank paper and cut it into eight equal parts. After writing
down their names, they folded them together and shuffled them together, and then
jointly invoiced. The person who sang the ticket is still Peng Mingfan, picking up the first
piece of paper, it is not surprising to write on it-

"Zhang Zhiyu, one vote."

"Li Shuangshuang, one vote."

Peng Mingfan glanced at Zhang Zhiyu and continued to sing.

"Zhao Ping, one vote."

"Peng Mingfan, one vote."

"Li Shuangshuang, one vote."

The more he sang to the end, the more condensed Peng Mingfan's tone was, almost
almost unable to breathe. There are already five votes, the number of votes is so
average, and Zhang Zhiqi has only one vote, how is it possible!

He quickly opened the rest of the votes, and suddenly saw two Li Shuangshuang and
one Qian Wei.

Li Shuangshuang has three votes!

"Why don't you continue singing?" Zhang Zhiyu asked suspiciously.

Peng Mingfan clenched the note in his hand and did not answer immediately. An Ning
and Zhao Pingren also noticed that they were wrong, and they glanced over Tang Cuo
and Jin Cheng, and then turned back to Zhang Zhiyu, frowning one by one.
They still can guess a little bit about Peng Mingfan's plan, so they almost voted for
Zhang Zhiqi.

An Ning was very flexible. Immediately stepped forward to read all eight notes and
found the one she wrote-it was indeed her handwriting, but the name changed from
Zhang Zhiyu to Zhao Ping.

"There is something wrong with this vote." An Ning looked at Peng Mingfan.

Peng Mingfan looked at Xiang Zhangzhi.

Zhang Zhiqu said, "You see what I do, I have completed the voting with you, but there is
not such a great skill to work under the eyes of all of you."

Zhao Ping hesitated and said, "Is it a system? This game has chosen the hands-on
person?"

When the words fell, Li Shuangshuang looked pale.

Zhang Zhiyu said nothing more, shook his head to show that he did not know.

Tang Cuo did not express his opinion from beginning to end, and it was only then that
he whispered to Jin Cheng, "Is there a corresponding ability in the battle system of
Yongye City?"

Jin Cheng smiled, "Yes."

Tang Cuo then said loudly, "Public vote."

"Public voting is not impossible, but everyone is not the first time to play the game, you
should know what will happen when you fight against the system." Zhang Zhiyu said in
a low tone, "Don't you forget? This task has been triggered by a newcomer The priority
is now, it seems that this newcomer is Qu Li. She is likely to have disappeared because
she hurriedly did nothing if she did the task for the first time, otherwise how would we
explain?"
Wen Yan, Zhao Ping and Li Shuangshuang both hesitated, even An Ning thought about
it.

Qu Li's things are really difficult to explain. When Zhang Zhiqu said this, it really made a
lot of sense.

Qian Weideng was anxious. "How dare you guarantee that you are right?"

"I can't guarantee it." Zhang Zhiyu seemed very honest. "But you can guarantee that
your approach is right? This is the mission of Yongye City. It is not a game of reasoning
or a house of play. Just come casually.' Because, so you can pass the level."

"You!" Qian Wei almost jumped up and insulted his IQ. How could he insult Peng Peng?
He was so bored that his IQ could be seen!

Peng Mingfan stopped him, "So what do you want?"

The two sides confronted each other and the atmosphere was tense.

Jin Cheng watched the game with arms folded, and he also thought: "Children are still
not hard enough. When you spoke just now, you should use pressure to directly press
down Zhang Zhiyu. Let his tongue speak of lotus, and let him know whether the system
is true or false.

Tang Cuo looked sideways, "Are you just one?"

Jin Cheng smiled and was about to speak, but Tang Cuo moved his eyes mercilessly
and walked forward to the center of the stalemate. He had already taken off his military
coat, keeping his hands in his trench coat pockets, turning his head to look at Zhang
Zhiyu, and said, "You are a bit wrong. Qu Li is indeed a newcomer, but it is me who
triggers the priority. "

The voice fell, climbing on everyone's face in amazement.

Qian Wei was full of question marks, your mother **** bears just so fiercely, you told me
you are a newcomer? ? ?
"By raising your hand to vote, whoever has the most votes, I will go with him." Tang Cuo
Yuguang glanced at Madoka coming out of the kitchen. It seemed that the lunch was
finally ready, and he continued, "The time is set after lunch."

The author has something to say when he suddenly thought of a play, "Inference must
be after dinner", hahaha

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A lunch, eight people, each pregnant with ghosts.

Lunch was a stewed beef stew with potatoes, which was poisoned by Li Shuangshuang.
After serving it, the house was filled with fragrance, but everyone could only smell the
aroma and eat pickles.

This is called self-inflicted.

Jin Cheng was not interested in such a lunch. It was better than brewing a cup of instant
coffee, leaning on the armchair with his slender legs, and looking at the people in the
room with a pair of smiling eyes. He beat the cup wall with his fingers and seemed to
ask Tang Cuo curiously, "You don't seem to doubt Zhang Zhiyu at all."

Tang Cuo "Are there any?"

Jin Cheng "Yes."

Tang Cuo looked at Zhang Zhiqi and said, "We did not have our name in the vote just
now."

If it is a system manipulation, the result of the vote is unreasonable. Li Shuangshuang

has three votes, but Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng have no votes, and only two of them have
no votes. This is more like someone deliberately avoiding them, maybe they are afraid
of their shot, or maybe they are deliberately pleased, in short, with a deliberate taste.

That compartment, Li Shuangshuang's worries in his heart, even more ignorant. Raising
her hand to vote until after lunch, it made her feel very tormented, because no matter
how you think the final result will be one of her and Zhang Zhiyu.

It was like a knife hanging over his head, it seemed to be struggling, but how did Li
Shuangshuang struggle? She has no ability to resist.

"Don't worry too much, it will probably not be you." Zhao Ping comforted her.

Zhao Ping has seen it, this time the mission is different from the past. If they were
replaced by the teammates he met a few times ago, I am afraid that he would have
been hitting Li Shuai Li regardless of it, or they would simply hide in the room and dare
not come out, and these people can still remain sensible and do not say much. Follow
the rules of human society.

But Li Shuangshuang was not comforted at all. She knew her strength. If Zhao Ping
didn't help her, she wouldn't be able to live to the present.

She can't always rely on people to help.

"I'm going to the toilet." Li Shuangshuang thought hard and wanted to wake up. Zhao
Ping was not easy to follow, so he nodded and let her go.

An Ning was drinking pickle soup next to her and said, "I think she thinks it's clear that
she is noisy and noisy. The more you help her, the weaker she is."

Zhao Ping doesn't understand this truth, but whoever gets stronger needs time?
Thinking this way, Zhao Ping replied, "I know, maybe this time is an opportunity."

Anning shrugged and stopped talking. Ten minutes later, Li Shuangshuang had not
returned, feeling the gaze of the others from time to time, Zhao Ping couldn't sit still.

"I'll go to the toilet too." An Ning stood up and walked briskly.

She went to the kitchen first, saw Madoka muttering something while washing the
dishes, and stood for a while before turning to the toilet. Next to the toilet is the linen
room. There is a small window on the door of the linen room. She glanced at Li Shuai
from the small window again.

Li Shuai was also **** in a net bag, and when she saw her, she widened her eyes and
struggled frantically.

"Uh, uh!"

Anning shook his head, and then suddenly walked to the next door.

In the clatter of water, Li Shuangshuang was washing her face. She was holding cold
water and splashed on her face. With a big gasp, the weakness between the eyebrows
seemed to be less.

"Are you all right? Everyone is waiting for you to go back." An Ning said.

"I'm sorry." Li Shuangshuang smiled apologetically, "I'm leaving now."

"You wait for me to go to the toilet first." An Ning went to the toilet indifferently, walked
into the compartment and just took off his pants, but felt a cool breeze blowing over his
head. Looking up, it turned out that there was a vent connected to the next door.

I really don't even get people to go to the bathroom, but my **** is cool.

An Ning resolved quickly, and then returned to the hall with Li Shuangshuang. After
returning, he found that Zhang Zhiyu and Qian Wei also went to the toilet, but they went
to the toilet on the second floor.
After waiting for a while, the two had not returned. Li Shuangshuang suddenly touched
his pocket and stood up a little nervously, saying, "I seem to have something in the
toilet, wait for me, I will come back immediately!"

After all, Li Shuangshuang ran towards the toilet.

"What..." An Ning murmured suspiciously, and Peng Mingfan frowned slightly. It's just
that the only dangerous Li Shuai in this hostel has been locked up, and Li
Shuangshuang is timid again, so he doesn't worry about anything.

Tang Cuo felt something was wrong.

At this time, Jin Cheng came together with a smile, saying, "You deliberately prolonged
so long, just to watch this?"

of course not.

The purpose of deliberately increasing the time for a lunch is to see what other tricks
Zhang Zhitu has. He just went to the toilet after An Ning left, and his intentions were
worth speculating.

This Li Shuangshuang...

"I went to see."

Tang Cuo's intuition is not very good, and just when he entered the aisle leading to the
bathroom on the first floor, the sound of painful struggles and the impact of heavy
objects came from the front.

It's the linen room!

His expression changed suddenly and he accelerated immediately.

"Bang!" Tang Cuo kicked open the door between the linens, but at the moment he
kicked open, he slammed into the splashing blood. He only had time to raise his hand to
cover his face, and then looked closely, the scene before him was shocking--
Li Shuangshuang pressed Li Shuai's body, holding the metal broom handle in both
hands, and thrust it into his chest. She stabbed once, and stab again like crazy, blood
spewed continuously, staining her hands with red.

Li Shuai was flat, but his body was still twitching.

"What are you doing?!" Zhao Ping's voice was thunderous, and Li Shuang was so
shocked that he released his broomstick. She slowly turned her stiff neck and looked
back. She glanced over the shocked and stunned faces, and quickly looked back at Li
Shuai, who had blurred eyes, as if she realized what she had done.

"How can I do this? Just suddenly...I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't do it on purpose!" Li

Shuangshuang collapsed and covered his face, tears mixed with blood, and the collar
was wet.

At this time Qian Wei and Zhang Zhiyu finally rushed downstairs, seeing this scene,
froze in place.

"My mother..." Qian Wei gasped.

Zhang Zhiyu didn't let much, and at this moment, Zhao Ping suddenly attacked him.
Grabbing Zhang Zhiyu's neckline with both hands, Zhao Ping pushed him to the wall
and asked angrily, "What did you do!"

"You're crazy!" Zhang Zhiyu struggled to push him away. "I go out to the toilet and
someone follows me. What can I do?"

Qian Wei hurriedly persuaded him, but fortunately Zhao Ping did not lose his mind, he
just couldn't believe that someone like Li Shuangshuang would do such a thing. Even if
she took the initiative to deal with Li Shuai, it was just a one-off, how could it be so!

Peng Mingfan couldn't figure it out, he couldn't help looking at Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng,
"What do you think?"
"Take the person back first, at least two people look at her." Tang Cuo pointed to Li
Shuangshuang naturally, and then he asked An Ning "Did you see the waiter?"

Anning nodded. "She is in the kitchen."

Tang Cuo "call her over."

Anning was stunned and ran to call someone. Qian Wei was a little stunned, "Brother
Tang, there is no need to call someone to see it? How terrifying."

Tang Cuo didn't answer. His cold eyes glanced at Jin Cheng who was leaning against
the wall and said, "Where are you?"

Jin Cheng spread his hands and saw Tang Cuo still staring at him. Then he walked over
helplessly, found a pair of clean gloves from the rack in the linen room, and squatted on
the ground for an autopsy.

"The bones are black and poisoning is useful, but the results are not good. The fatal
wound should still be a stab wound, and the heart is broken." He said.

"Don't you say that his defense is very strong?" Tang Cuo asked.

"It's very powerful, but there are also accidents. The gold ones are fine."

"Like your arrow?"

Jin Cheng nodded, "Yes."

Tang Cuoming is clear, this also pays attention to the five elements.

The rest of the people were quick to understand that Li Shuangshuang used a metal
broom handle when he killed handsome, and the murder weapon when Li was killed for
the first time was a bronze statue.

Jinke what? Jin Kemu.

Wood, wood? Firewood man?

Why Qian Wei suddenly couldn't understand the relationship again, just thinking about
it, hurried footsteps came. He looked back, facing Xiaoyuan's panicked face, and
screaming out of control.

"Ah!" She fainted on the spot.

Tang Cuo took a step back, so she didn't get hit.

Jin Cheng gloated and said, "What else do you want to see now?"

You are so annoying.

Two minutes later, several people returned to the lobby.

Peng Mingfan and Zhao Ping first came back with Li Shuangshuang, Zhao Pingping
caressed Li Shuangshuang, and Peng Mingfan tried to get some clues from her mouth.
But Li Shuangshuang repeatedly said that he could not remember anything, and the
ghost sent the gods into the linen room, and when he came back to God, it was already
what everyone saw.

"Do you remember what you turned back to pick up?" Peng Mingfan slowed down as
much as possible.

"I, I..." Li Shuangshuang held his head in a very painful manner, and for a long time, he
suddenly remembered "It is a bronze statue, that bronze statue!"

At the end of the speech, the whole hall suddenly had a needle.

Tang Cuo walked in and asked, "The bronze statue is on the second floor. Are you
going to find the bronze statue on the first floor?"

Li Shuangshuang shook his head again, "I don't know, I only know that I'm going to find
that thing..."

Tang Cuo "Why don't you use a bronze statue to kill someone?"

Li Shuangshuang "I don't know, I really don't know..."

"Maybe this is the meaning of the system." Zhang Zhiyu, who has been silent since the
beginning, suddenly said, "The bronze statue is a key point in triggering the plot. No
matter what murder is used, in short it predicts the death of Li Shuai. Who will go?
Killing Li Shuai is not something we can choose, it is specified by the system."

Peng Mingfan "I don't think so, this setting is too simple and rough."

Zhang Zhiqi narrowed his eyes, "Do you have to play your reasoning games to look
advanced? Kids."

Peng Mingfan reasoned, "This is normal logic."

The two again competed against each other, no one looked good. Tang Cuo could not
make a decision because there were too few clues and too many interference items. He
needs to look at it again to connect all of them together.

For example, see if Li Shuai will rise again.

"Handsome Li has died once again, but we haven't cleared customs yet." Zhao Ping's
caressed Li Shuangshuang, weighed it again and again, and finally put forward his
opinion. "It's no use arguing anymore, I think all of us will stay next Together, try not to
place orders, and wait until tomorrow morning."

An Ning rarely agreed with him, "This method is indeed the safest and most effective.
Anyone who has problems can see at a glance."

There was no objection, and the plan was settled.

It was half past one in the afternoon, and sixteen and a half hours before six in the
morning.

Jin Cheng started to puzzle again.

Tang Cuo took the bronze statue from the second floor and observed it carefully. The
blood on the bronze statue is still there, and the style is very similar to the little golden
man. He started to read the books on the shelf again, but almost every one was turned
over, and no useful clues were found.

Anning also asked the waiter with a bronze statue, but she only said that it was
something in the store, and the rest did not say much.

"Sometimes you will be prompted in the game, but you need to find it yourself." Jin
Cheng suddenly said.

Tang Cuo looked up, "Prompt?"

Jin Cheng put two puzzles of similar colors together, flicked his fingers, and wandered a
little. Then he picked out the correct one to embed the puzzle.

"Are you teaching me?"

"Yeah, how can you repay me if you die early?"

You are simply a debt collector.

Tang Cuo continued to study the bronze statue.

After a while, An Ning came over to ask him about his progress and got a negative
answer from Tang Cuo, and went back again. Peng Mingfan is still persevering in
reasoning, this time the subject is-

If Li Shuai will be resurrected tomorrow.

Qian Wei "If he will be resurrected, is that the way we killed him?"

An Ning "It would be better to say that we are discussing the correct way to kill a
handsome man. What will happen to him so that he will not be resurrected?"

Zhao Ping also actively expressed his opinions, and even Zhang Zhiyu did not fall. If Li
Shuai is really resurrected, it means that the cycle of death has always existed, what
about the missing cycle?
Will there be a second person missing?

Peng Mingfan said, "Maybe we are not handsome at all. He is Li Shuai, and maybe
Wang Shuai and Zhao Shuai. The real handsome man is a non-player hidden in us."

It makes sense for him to say so. But at this moment, they feel that it makes sense to
say anything, because no one can produce evidence, and any inference is possible.

It is not feasible to rush into action, if the wrong person is killed, the player is the one
who died.

"Regardless of whether you believe it or not, I am really just an ordinary player, no

difference from you." Zhang Zhiyu repeatedly emphasized his identity.

No one answered, but the differences were temporarily hidden under the surface of the
water, and no one provokes anymore.

The wait is long and anxious.

Sixteen and a half hours passed three hours, and finally it was time for dinner.

Everyone remembered this, the waiter Madoka was fainted at the door of the linen
room.

"Cough." Zhao Ping stood up and said, "Shuangshuang still have a rest, I'll cook, will
anyone help?"

Looking around for a week, the big brothers sat securely. Perhaps in order to make up
for his damaged image, Zhang Zhiyu took the initiative to get up to help, and seeing that
he was going, Qian Wei also recommended himself.

At six o'clock in the evening, dinner was finally served, and the waiter Madoka, who
fainted in the linen room, also woke up magically. She screamed again, fled panic from
the scene of the murder, rushed into the hall, and saw—her guests gathered for dinner.

"Goo." Her stomach rang and groaned.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Madoka cried with a wow.

Qian Wei couldn't stand it anymore. He was the most enthusiastic one and asked her to
come and eat together. Peng Mingfan wanted to get some words from her mouth, but
besides complaining about the weather repeatedly, and then expressing her panic about
the death of Li Shuai, there was nothing else.

"Then who will take over from you?" Tang Cuo asked.

"The newcomer is not easy to bring, so I'm looking forward to going down the mountain
quickly." Xiaoyuan said, and he was wronged again, as if Xianglinsao was upper body.
"How did the handsome brother die? How could this be..."

After reading for a while, she became unwell again and resigned to her room.

It was seven o'clock in the evening.

The people packed up their chopsticks and spoke for a while, then they each found their
place to rest, waiting for a tomorrow. Before closing her eyes, Tang Cuo stared at Li
Shuangshuang for a while. She sat in the corner near Zhao Ping, buried her head in her
arms, quiet and haggard.

"Do you see anything now?" Jin Cheng asked.

"No." Tang Cuo closed his eyes.

Jin Cheng smiled and put on the last puzzle.

Not long after, the whole hall fell into a deep sleep, and even the sound of breathing
seemed to be engulfed by darkness until--

"Slap! Slap!" The familiar voice broke the silence, like the wind hitting the door panel,
waking the sleeping people one by one from the dream. The first person to wake up
was Tang Cuo, who turned to look at the clock on the wall.
It's six o'clock in the morning.

Madoka heard the sound and ran downstairs in a hurry, saw everyone sleeping in the
hall, first surprised, and then ran to open the door with a smile, "It must be the
wood-bearers."

The door opened, and the icy wind and snow poured in again.

There was a tall man who came in with the wind and snow. Around thirty years old, with
short hair and stubble, wearing a black fur collar leather jacket, carrying a bundle of
firewood on his back, carrying an axe in his hand.

It’s handsome Li again.

Turning his head to the corner of the hall, Li Shuangshuang was gone.

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"Slap!" A silver knife was suddenly inserted into the floor in front of Li Jingjun. The knife
trembling and humming, blocking his footsteps.
The familiar scene made everyone turn back to look at Jin Cheng. The man sat lazily in
the armchair, supporting his side as if he had just woken up. Tang Cuo opposite him
stood up, his lips still pale, but his expression was cold, "Everyone is standing still."

Waking up at five or six in the morning for two consecutive days, the taste was not so
wonderful.

"Ah, ah." Li Yingjun pointed at the firewood on the back of his finger, as if he didn't
understand why the man stopped him and smiled happily.

The rest are also puzzled.

Tang Cuo looked at Jin Cheng, and then Jin Cheng straightened up slightly and
stomped his feet. With a thud, the floor trembled, and countless dust was shaken, and
then fell again, glowing pale blue on the ground.

Qian Wei's eyes widened, "What is this?"

Jin Cheng smiled, "Have you ever played online games? This is called the development
dust."

Qian Wei looked at Peng Mingfan, but Peng Mingfan was shaking his head.

Zhang Zhiyu suddenly widened his eyes, because he thought of another thing-the
ashes of the witch. Jin Cheng is obviously joking, what he said is that the developing
dust may be ashes, but this is not something that can be obtained in the low-end copy
of the f zone, what is this person's origin?

"Look, there are footprints on the ground!" An Ning's surprised voice interrupted all the
associations, and everyone looked towards the ground, only to see one footprint after
another in the pale blue fluorescent powder.

Strictly speaking, there are three strings of footprints. A string extended from the
location where Li Shuangshuang sat last night all the way to the corridor, and another
string came out of the corridor and led to the back door. The last string followed
Xiaoyuan all the time, obviously she stepped on when she had just come down from the
upper floor.

"This was spilled after everyone rested yesterday." Tang Cuo said.

Peng Mingfan instantly understood what he meant and said, "This footprint is Li
Shuangshuang?!"

Qian Wei stunned, "Isn't it possible? She went out on her own?"

"The two series of footprints are the same size, and they should be the same person."
An Ning stood there without moving, but she squatted down to observe the footprints
carefully and said, "After nightfall, we fell asleep automatically as we did last night.
Nothing was left except for two similar footprints. Is there any other explanation besides
Li Shuangshuang going out on his own?"

Zhao Ping looked ugly, "So did Qu Li yesterday?"

Peng Mingfan nodded, "It should be."

"Zhao Ping, Zhang Zhiyu, Qian Wei, you stayed and watched Li Yingjun and Xiaoyuan,
and the rest followed me to the linen room." Tang Cuo quickly made a decision. "Be
careful not to destroy your footprints."

The rest of them nodded their heads and did not feel that there was any problem with
Tang Cuo's right to speak. As for Jin Cheng, this is a wandering uncle, and he never
takes care of him.

Several people followed the footprints against the wall and soon came to the door of the
linen room. Unsurprisingly, the body in the linen room was gone, and after Li
Shuangshuang's footprints arrived here, he quickly turned back to the back door.

Peng Mingfan squatted down to examine carefully, "Although the footprints are the
same size, the footprints are deeper than they came in, so Li Shuangshuang took the
body out of the hostel initiative? Why? She left, why did she take the body with her?"
Tang Cuo did not answer, thoughtfully followed the footprints to the back door. Open the
door, there are still footprints on the steps at the door, but the snow in the backyard has
covered layers after layers, and I can't see anything.

He turned around and asked Jin Cheng, "Is this powder limited in scope?"

Jin Cheng "No."

No range means that as long as Li Shuangshuang's feet are still covered with powder,
as long as there is a place where she walks is not covered by heavy snow, there is still
the possibility of being found.

Tang Cuo had a thought in his heart, but he did not rush to find it. He returned to the
lobby and scanned for a week. His eyes were finally fixed on Qian Wei. "Come on,
please take off Li Shuai's shoes."

Qian Wei "Take off your shoes??"

Peng Mingfan "Do you want to check if there is any powder on his sole?"

Everyone saw that the small area at the front entrance was not sprinkled with powder,
and Jin Cheng’s knife blocked Li Shuai from the area without powder.

Qian Wei understood, immediately pulled up his sleeves and prepared to start. Zhao
Ping also stepped forward to help. The two embraced Li Shuai and took off his shoes.
He took off his shoes after three, five and two.

At this time, Li Shuai was weak, pitiful, and helpless. He stood there barefoot, with a
hole in his sock. Madoka couldn't stop her, and she was confused beside her.

"Tang brother, look!" Qian Wei raised his shoes and asked Tang Cuo for credit, as
happy as raising an Olympic trophy.

Tang Cuo took it, turned the sole of the shoe up, and the rest of the people gathered to
see it. These shoes are rubber soles, because Li Shuai walks all the way in the snow,
so the soles are relatively clean, even if there is any mud, the road has been cleaned by
heavy snow.

"Nothing." Qian Wei's voice was slightly disappointed.

"Do you think it's that simple?" An Ning spread his hand and walked over to talk to
Madoka again. "Do you remember what happened yesterday?"

Madoka scratched her head, "What happened yesterday?"

Anning "Li Shuangshuang is killing people."

"Gosh!" Xiaoyuan covered her mouth in surprise.

"We tied her up yesterday, but today she is gone, did you see her?" An Ning continued
to ask.

"No, I saw you all as soon as I went downstairs, wouldn't she run away? Terrible."

"Yes."

Madoka’s performance is the same as yesterday, forgetting Li Shuai’s death, and not
knowing Li Shuangshuang’s whereabouts. An Ning didn't cheat anything, whispered,
and turned back to see Tang Cuo.

Tang Cuo was still looking at the shoes, looking at them, he suddenly walked in front of
Li Shuai, and pulled out the knife inserted in the floor. Li Shuai seemed to be frightened
by him,
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhsssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
ggg over his head, Li Shuai seemed to be scared, but Tang Cuo didn't look at him. He
pierced the sole of his shoe with his knife tip and tinkered a few times. He pried a pea
out of it. Grains are small.

An Ning's sharp eyes, "There are glowing things on the stones!"

Qian Wei also exclaimed, "Isn't that the developing dust!"

A small stone was embedded in the rubber-soled shoes, because the size was too
small and embedded deeply, leaving only a very obscure small hole on the outside.
Tang Cuo then scratched the sole of the shoe, and a little black mud remained inside
the hole.

Jin Cheng smiled and said, "It was really discovered by you."

Tang Cuo turned back, "How do you think this stone is embedded in?"

"This rubber sole is very hard and embedded so deep..." Jin Cheng leaned on the tea
table and hugged his arms. "While cutting the tree, swinging the axe, the soles of the
feet must be focused."

Tang Cuo had the same idea. There were no footprints on Li Shuai's body, so the
powder must have been taken out by Li Shuangshuang. She walked all the way, leaving
powder all the way, and this powder stuck to the small stones, and was just stepped on
by Li Shuai. He took the stone to cut wood, and in the process of exerting force, the
stone was squeezed into the rubber bottom.

Returning the shoes to Li Shuai, Tang Cuo broke them off on the grounds of making
breakfast.

Looking at the two people leaving, Qian Wei was a little dizzy, "What about Li
Shuangshuang? Even if we understood this, what would Li Shuangshuang say?"

No one answered, Peng Mingfan, An Ning and Zhao Ping were thinking. He stared at
Zhang Zhiyu. This man has been silent since just now, and I don't know what the **** is
going on, "Hello, uncle, do you have any comments today?"

His tone was a little rushed, and he felt a little provocative after he said it. As a result,
Zhang Zhiyu didn't care, and his eyes turned to Qian Wei even with slight contempt.

Qian Weideng got angry immediately, isn't he not as smart as others? As for seeing
people like this? He was about to speak, but suddenly thought of Zhang Zhiyu's words
yesterday, and his eyes were flashing--
"Maybe we are all wrong!"

Peng Mingfan was startled by him, "What's wrong?"

Qian Wei "The game's clearance condition is to kill handsome? Is Li Shuangshuang

killed handsome, and left with handsome body, and handsome is back!"

"and then???"

Peng Mingfan was not alone in doubt, everyone looked at him.

Qian Wei took a deep breath and said, "She has cleared customs, so she didn't come
back. Killing handsome, she did it, so she cleared customs. We are all forced to fall
asleep, only she can move freely. And Li is dead And resurrection is equivalent to
resetting, because we have not cleared the level, the boss has been refreshed again!
We thought it was too complicated before, maybe this game is to play a word game with
us, the real conditions for customs clearance are so simple!"

Using the simplest logic to restore the original story is indeed very Qianwei's style.

Peng Mingfan was stunned for a while, and Zhang Zhiyu thought deeply. An Ning
hurriedly waved his hand, "Wait, let me take care of it-what about Qu Li?"

Zhao Ping also said, "Yes, what about Qu Li?"

"Isn't that what I said yesterday, Qu Li is also a newcomer, and she must be more
reckless in doing things." Qian Weiyue said more and more excited, "Li Shuai was
knocked to death by a bronze statue for the first time, maybe she did it, kill handsome,
So she also disappeared. Whoever kills Li Shuai, whoever is missing, may be a
customs clearance, right?"

Everyone looked at each other for a few times and had to admit that Qian Wei's
inference was very attractive and reasonable. But the risk is too great, no one can prove
the correctness of this inference.

His eyes were focused on Tang Cuo again.

Tang Cuo was a little irritable and his face gloomy because of his hypoglycemia. And
because those eyes are too black and white, when he stares at others, he often gives
people an infinite sense of oppression.

Everyone subconsciously muttered, only Jin Cheng, frowning at his pale face.

It was at this time that Madoka came out early with his hands on. Today’s early
breakfast was milk oatmeal, boiled eggs and toast. Although simple, it smelled good.

Tang Cuo's eyes were instantly attracted, and he cut the railroad "to have breakfast
first."

After finishing the speech, Tangcuo sat down to eat, and his expression was focused,
and there was no one beside him. Everyone looked at each other and sat down with
each other—people were iron rice or steel, and it was completely okay to eat first.

Tangcuo felt much more comfortable with a bowl of oatmeal. I just wanted to reach out
and peel an egg to eat. I found that none of the eggs in the bowl were shelled, and each
was smooth and tender.

The eggs were divided into three bowls and placed in three different positions. Tang
Cuo looked at the other two bowls, and the eggs were clearly shelled.

The originator, Jin Cheng.

"Do you like peeling so much?" Tang Cuo couldn't help asking.

"Yeah." Jin Cheng still peeled one in his hand, peeled him off before eating, put it back
in the bowl, and took toast to spread the jam. Tang Cuo really couldn't understand what
was wrong with him. He had to peel tomatoes and eggs, and was so worried.

Like Tang Cuo, he would not do such a troublesome thing.

How good someone peeled it.

Tang Cuo moved the bowl of eggs to himself without any psychological burden, and
poured himself a cup of hot milk, eating eggs with milk, and the taste was also okay.

"What are you going to do?" Jin Cheng asked.

"Go again in the forest." Tang Cuo swallowed the egg and asked, "Are you going?"

"you invited me?"

"There are bears in the forest."

Very good and honest.

Jin Cheng kept smiling and took the remaining eggs back.

Tang Cuo didn't care, because he had stripped it. He wanted to eat it, just right. So not
only did he have no objections, but he also talked to Jin Cheng with a straight face.

"We take Li Shuai with you and walk through the back door."

"Re-engraving the road Li Shuangshuang traveled?"

Tang Cuo nodded, “At least part of Qian Wei’s statement is correct. It should be Qu Li’s
handwriting when Li Shuai was killed for the first time. She went to Yongye City the
same day as me, but I’m not sure if she entered alive. Yongye City."

Jin Cheng "What do you mean?"

"We triggered the egg game."

The lucky turntable is divided into four rounds, the third round of the soul pendulum,
almost upset everyone's position. Tang Cuo can be sure that Qu Li is still alive in the
first round and the second round, but this round is uncertain.

Combined with Jin Cheng's "karma", Qu Li is likely to have died in the egg game, so he
was assigned to the copy of "The Snowy Night Returns to Man" to take over Madoka.
In other words, she arrived earlier than anyone else. The Qu Li Tang Tang saw was
already an nc, and all her actions were systematically arranged.

Tang Cuo said, "If she is a confusing item, then the object of the confusing is me. I know
her, and I will recognize her as a real player, and then doubt others."

In fact, Tang Cuo hesitated between Qu Li and Zhang Zhiyu. However, Zhang Zhiyu's
behaviors are in line with the appearance of a player. He is selfish and shrewd, and he
often uses words to guide others to achieve his purpose.

At this moment, the exclamation started, "What about Zhang Zhiqi?!"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng lifted their heads together, and they saw Qian Wei looking
around, and the chatter of Zhang Zhi was gone.

Zhao Ping hurriedly said, "I just saw him asking Xiaoyuan for milk, but I didn't care. It
seemed to disappear in a blink of an eye."

Zhang Zhiyu is a non-player's key suspicion, and everyone hurries to find someone
separately. Jin Cheng supported his chin for a while, turned his head and looked at
Tang Cuo with a smile, "Don't you explain to them?"

Tang Cuo asked, "Do I look like a good person?"

Although Zhang Zhiyu is not a non-player, but what he does is like a **** stick, why
should Tang Cuo help him clarify, but he is not full.

Within two minutes, Zhang Zhiyu returned. Faced with everyone's question, he only said
that he went to Xiaoyuan to add some food, and went to the toilet.

Peng Mingfan "I went to the toilet and you are not there."

Zhang Zhiyu "I go to the toilet first, then the kitchen."

The two sides confronted each other again, and Peng Mingfan's eyes were even more
doubtful.
Tang Cuo was not interested in watching the battle. He stood up and fluttered "I'll take
another look in the forest" and then got up and walked to the back door.

Peng Mingfan, Qian Wei and others could not care about confrontation with Zhang
Zhiyu and immediately followed. Qian Wei still screamed, "Brother Tang, why are you
going again, there is a bear in the forest!"

Tang Cuo kept on walking and went to Li Shuai. But when he saw Li Shuai's back, he
frowned--Li Shuai was asleep, and he was lying on a small round table in the kitchen,
with a bowl of half-eaten noodles on hand.

Madoka didn't know where she was.

"Wake up." Tang Cuo kicked his stool.

Li Shuai suddenly awakened, his confused eyes glanced around, and when he saw
Tang Cuo, he opened his mouth and issued an "ah". He was stunned, he hurried a few
times, and then covered his neck incredulously, with a horrified expression on his face.

"What's wrong with him? Was he poisoned again?" Qian Wei's eyes widened, and he
subconsciously went to see Zhang Zhiyu. Can the same move be used twice?

When the words fell, Li Shuai broke out in a shocking cough and vomited blood
repeatedly.

"Fuck!" Qian Wei backed away hurriedly, and Peng Mingfan and others quickly
sacrificed their weapons, fearing that Li Shuai could run away on the spot. And in the
next second, Li Shuairan rushed towards them with red eyes.

The narrow kitchen entrance is not conducive to evasion, the crowd huddled together,
and An Ning and Zhao Ping who landed at the end may not know the situation inside.
Qian Wei was anxious and shouted, "Spread!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhiyu suddenly rushed out, and a fruit knife pierced Li Shuai's
waist and belly, so fast that Qian Wei didn't have time to blink.
He inserted a knife, another knife, blood gradually stained his clothes, like Li
Shuangshuang's copy yesterday. After Li Shuai was completely exhausted and fell to
the ground, he seemed to recover and suddenly dropped the knife in his hand.

"What did you do? Why did you suddenly do it!" Peng Mingfan rushed in just now,
hoping to kill him on the spot.

Zhang Zhiyu panted, but was not as gaffe-like as Li Shuangshuang. He just stared at
Peng Mingfan and said, "Cause, act, me, think, pass, pass."

Peng Mingfan was breathless.

Zhang Zhikui continued, “It’s possible to clear the customs by killing Li Shuai, isn’t it?
How can a copy like this be so good that everyone can pass customs smoothly, and
there must be a quota. Qu Li and Li Shuangshuang already account for two, I’m The
third."

"You're crazy! That's just an inference!" Rao is the author of the inference, Qian Wei,
and all think that Zhang Zhiyu is crazy. Is this what he really is? A cold-blooded maniac
hidden under the mask of the selfish villain?

Zhang Zhitu laughed, as if mocking the stupidity of all of them.

"Leave him alone! No one stopped trying to find death!" Qian Wei was angry again, and
Yu Guang glanced at Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, but saw the two big men standing by
the kitchen window.

The value of face is of course self-contained.

"Blood is splattering at the door, shall we go out of the window?" Jin Cheng offered
sincerely.

Tang Cuo was speechless. Why does this person have so many quirks? But the door
was full of blood, and it was really not easy to walk, so he nodded indiscriminately.

The two began to turn the window.

A girl in Anning couldn't care about the blood on the floor, and stepped forward on the
blood, but still didn't stop. She had to poke her head out of the window and shouted,
"Where did you go when the man just died!"

Qian Wei soon found out, "Two big brothers! Dead people! Come back! What do we do
if you leave!"

Big Brother waved his hand, Big Brother didn't look back.

An Ning quickly patted Qian Wei, "Let's keep up!"

Qian Wei "But there are bears in that forest!"

An Ning glanced at Zhang Zhiyu, "There are murderers here."

Qian Wei "same thing."

Qian Wei pulled Peng Mingfan, An Ning pulled Zhao Ping, and ran away.

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Half an hour later, the six-member team stopped in the forest. At this time, it was only a
thousand kilometers since they left the hostel.

The cold slowed them down, and the search for luminescent powder made them go a
long way. Fortunately, there are towering trees in this forest, and the thick canopy has
blocked a lot of wind and snow, so that they won't even find a trace of powder.

But looking so, everyone's eyes will be blinded.

After taking a short break, Peng Mingfan looked back and said, "Zhang Zhiyu did not
follow."

Qian Wei "Is he guilty?"

An Ning, "What's guilty? People like him still have guilty conscience? Since he dares to
kill Li Shuai directly, it shows that he is determined to be able to pass the customs, and
he can pass the customs. Why do he run in this broken forest? Comfortably lie in a hotel
and sleep what."

Qian Wei scratched his head, "Also."

Anning "Of course!"

After three days of getting along, the fight between Qian Wei and An Ning will soon
become daily. Zhao Ping also missed Li Shuangshuang who was missing. His face was
not very good, but he was a lot relieved when he looked at this situation.

He actually didn't agree with Qian Wei's customs clearance inference. Zhang Zhiyu
would be so determined, which puzzled him. Thinking this way, he walked to Peng
Mingfan and asked, "Do you think there is a problem with Zhang Zhiyu?"

Peng Mingfan shook his head, "I'm not sure now. I just started to suspect that Zhang
Zhiyu is nc, but why did nc rush to kill Li Shuai? But if he is not nc, his behavior is too
doubtful."

Qian Wei interjected, "In short, he's weird."

An Ning "That's not enough for you to see."

The two saw that they were about to start up again. In front of them, Tang Cuo and Jin
Cheng found another trace of powder and proceeded in this direction.

Tang Cuo was still wearing a military coat. Yesterday he took off his military coat in the
kitchen, and today he put it on smoothly. It was cold outside, and after a while he lost 1
hit point.

"What do you think we will find in the end?" Jin Cheng asked.

"The body." Tang Chuo was concise.

"You don't seem to believe that inference at all?"

"Because Qu Li can't clear customs."

Jin Cheng suddenly got interested and continued to ask, "But Qu Li killed Li Yingjun and
then disappeared, exactly the same as Li Shuangshuang. Isn't this justifying the
existence of this model in disguise? Who killed Li Yingjun, who was missing and scared
the player I don’t dare to do it anymore, but the people who actually do it are cleared,
which is very in line with the evil taste of Yongye City."

"But didn't you find it?" Tang Cuo turned to look at him, his eyes were black and white,
"Li Shuangshuang and Zhang Zhiyu both placed orders before they started."

The two murderers have strange lines of action.

A timid and timid, a selfish and shrewd, have nothing in common. But after they all
placed orders, they suddenly madly killed Li Yingjun.

Tang Cuo asked, "How is Li Shuai's combat effectiveness?"

Jin Cheng thought for a while and said, "It's very strong."
"He was killed twice, and he was poisoned first and then stabbed to death. Of course,
the poisoning can weaken his fighting power. When Li Shuangshuang killed him, he was
even tied up, but did he even have the ability to resist?"

This is very strange.

From the first time he witnessed Li Shuai's death, this strange feeling has been haunting
Tang Cuo's heart, lingering until he saw Zhang Zhiyu stabbing him again.

Why is Li Shuai's fighting strength suddenly strong and weak?

Tang Cuo didn't believe that Jin Cheng didn't see it. He was very easy-going from
beginning to end, with half of his feet striding out of the game. Jin Cheng shrugged and
said, "What you said makes sense."

What you say is like saying nothing.

Tang Cuo wrapped his army coat tightly and continued on.

Jin Cheng slowly followed up, "Actually, I care more about Li Yingjun himself."

Tang Cuo didn't talk, he was a temperamental man.

Jin Cheng was in a better mood and continued, "The firewood people, the firewood with
a special fragrance, the cedar tree logo of the hotel, and even the attributes of Li
Shuaijinkemu are all related to wood. The final truth may also be hidden here In the
forest."

Hearing the words, Tangcuo looked up and looked at the endless black wood.

Jin Cheng's voice was still ringing in his ears, "Our ultimate goal is not to solve puzzles,
but to kill him. Only by finding the right direction can we survive."

Is it the right direction...

Tang Cuo chewed this sentence, but a vague figure appeared in his mind. The
long-term memory was like a wave, he turned to look at Jin Cheng, but only saw the
silver mask.

He announced that he hated Jin Cheng from now on.

There is no reason.

"How do I feel that your eyes are not right." Jin Cheng said.

"You read it wrong." Tang Cuo was expressionless for a moment.

At the end of the speech, Tang Cuo started to accelerate, and Jin Cheng also started to
accelerate. Qian Wei and others who followed were accelerating. "Brother wait!"

After walking for another half hour, the two directions were corrected halfway, and six
people found a cave. At this point, the luminous powder on the ground has almost been
found. Which direction to go is a problem.

The cave is small and there is no problem, but the victory is dry. Qian Wei ran in first,
stomping off the snow on his shoulders and froze straight into his hands.

"Why are you so afraid of freezing?" An Ning stepped in.

"This is my normal physiological response. You are all non-humans... Hey?" Qian Wei
said, and suddenly ran to the hole again, pulling away the weeds and snow from the
ground, "Here are the footprints of bears!"

The rest of the people came together to see.

Peng Mingfan had never seen a real black bear, and suddenly saw such a big footprint,
thinking of what Qian Wei said yesterday, could not help but take a breath.

Jin Cheng looked very interested, and asked Tang Cuo "Is the bear yesterday so big?"

Tang Cuo nodded coldly.

"I suddenly thought of a way." Jin Cheng smiled. "The black bear is an aboriginal in this
forest. We are most familiar with this place. We can let it lead the way."

Everyone looked at each other, what kind of Sao method?

Tang Cuo asked, "Are you sure it will listen to you?"

Jin Cheng spread his hand and "you will know if you hit a dozen."

"You hit?"

"You don't help?"

"Did you see me hang up?"

Jin Cheng shook his head, and I really didn't see it. You just killed a bear yesterday.

All in all, the plan is settled.

Qian Wei and others have no chance to express their views, and even Peng Mingfan,
the think tank, can only be assigned to work like cutting trees. An Ning, as the only
woman, failed to escape, plus a Zhao Ping, the four were rushed out of the cave and
ordered them to cut down the tree until the black bear was attracted.

Sudden labor career.

Tang Cuo, wrapped in a military coat, sat on the stone at the entrance of the cave and
oversaw his hands. Yu Guang glanced at Jin Cheng and took out his bow. It was a
silver-gray mechanical bow with hollow arms. Numerous exquisite gears and
accessories were faintly visible. The overall lines were smooth and the beauty of
technology was everywhere.

With such a bow, there should be more than one kind of archery.

Tang Cuo was very interested in it, but didn't ask much, only thinking that he should also
find a way to get a handy weapon.
Just then, the first tree fell.

Tang Cuo looked up and looked at Lin Zi without any movement, and said, "Continue."

The four workers can only continue to cut down the tree, but they are suddenly in their
hearts. The black bear appeared a few minutes after they cut down the tree yesterday,
and it is the same today. If you think about it, the four people cut down the tree faster.

"Click--" The clear breaking sound appeared again.

The black bear's roar followed.

"Run!" An Ning broke off and ran away with four legs. While they were running, they
couldn't help but glance back, and then they saw—

The black bear is also running!

It ran away!

Turn around and run!

The four men stopped abruptly, and Peng Mingfan looked at the figure of Black Bear
away, and asked "What did you do to it yesterday?"

Anning Qianwei Zhao Ping "..."

"Look there!" Qian Wei exclaimed suddenly pointing at a big tree in front of him.

The three of them looked closely, and saw an orthopaedic body shadow holding a bow
leaping from a ten-meter-high tree. Their feet were like stepping on the wind, and they
instantly reached the top of another tree.

"Huh!" As fast as he is, and his arrow. While jumping, he bends his bow and shoots an
arrow. When the person's feet are still in the air, the arrow has already gone.

Isn't that Jin Cheng in that army green tooling?

The metal arrow shaft pierced the black bear's right ear and nailed the ground with
blood flowers. The black bear was forced to stop and yelled to run in the other direction.
However, Jin Cheng had reached the tree behind it. This time he did not use an arrow,
directly pulling the bowstring and shooting an empty arrow at the ground.

"Zheng--" It was Guzheng's voice.

The sound wave trembled, and the leaves rang together.

All the snow was boiling, and seemed to be taken down from the treetops by an invisible
force, and the black bear howled in pain, rushing left and right, hitting the roots of the
surrounding trees and breaking.

"Zheng--" There was another cry, and the black bear crashed to the ground, tumbling on
the ground with his head.

Jin Cheng jumped down from the tree and landed steadily on its back. In his hand, a
needle was changed out of thin air, puncturing the black bear's back.

The black bear was instantly quiet.

The four people who hurried stunned.

The only calmer was Tang Cuo, "What medicine?"

Jin Cheng dropped the needle into the snow, "a strong sedative."

After hearing this, Tang Cuo went round to face the black bear face to face. Sure
enough, he saw that he was still struggling, but the struggle was not obvious, and the
howling became a sob.

Immediately afterwards, Jin Cheng took out a red collar and put it around the black
bear's neck. A rope was dragged on the collar, looking like a dog walker.

Qian Dawei boldly asked, "Two big brothers, what are we going to do now?"

Tang Cuo "You ask him."

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Walking blindly, I don't speak Xiongyu anyway. This
bear strolls here every day, and doesn't let anyone cut down the tree. He must have
gone where Li Shuai cut down the tree. Maybe he walked and walked. Arrived."

The black bear didn't understand it either, sobbing, trying to reach for the collar in his
neck, but he couldn't get it.

Over the next hour or so, Qian Wei and others witnessed one of the most
heart-wrenching things in their lives—they were walking in the dark, bizarre woods,
facing the wind and snow, and walking the bears.

It may be that the bear is too big, and a strong sedative does not cause it to fall into a
coma, and within a few minutes it has recovered its mobility, and this is also the
beginning of its tragedy.

The black bear will not succumb. It attempts to run away and pull out, but no matter how
fast it runs, wherever it goes, Jin Cheng is firmly holding the dog walk rope in his neck,
stepping on a broken wooden board, sleigh Followed behind.

"Roar--" The black bear roared and crashed into the tree, trying to throw Jin Cheng out.
But Jin Cheng stepped on a backflip on the trunk, and landed on the top of his head in a
flash, hitting hard.

The black bear screamed and succumbed again.

Also surrendered were the labor quartet, who were panting behind and exhausted all
their strength to barely lose. Especially Qian Wei, because he still has a Tangcuo on his
back.

Tang Cuo didn't want to run, but he couldn't run fast. As a new player, he doesn't have
fart props, and he still has a debuff on his body. Without the bear turning back to dry
him, he can run himself to death in this ice and snow.

After another half an hour, the person carrying Tang Cuo became Zhao Ping.
"Big Brother!" Qian Wei shouted towards the front, his tongue almost spitting out,
"Where are you going! Marathon, all - oh oh fuck!"

Qian Wei fell a bunch of green onions into the snowdrift, causing a serial car accident
behind him.

Jin Cheng had to slip the bear back again. At this time, the bear was about to become a
dead bear, too tired to bump into the tree and try to commit suicide. Although Tang Cuo
didn't run, it was uncomfortable to turn down the road, sitting on the ground for a long
time without climbing.

The first to climb up was the energetic Qian Wei, who was ashamed of himself, turned
his head and found the creator in the snowdrift, "What dog thing trips me?"

After searching for a long time, he looked for a small sapling that had grown to his knee,
and he would pull it out without saying a word. But who had thought that the sapling had
grown unusually strong, Qian Wei made the breast-feeding energies, and at the same
time he also fell a sturdy buttocks squat.

He cried and rubbed his buttocks, and threw the sapling again.

The sapling happened to be thrown in front of Tang Cuo. He looked down and his
expression changed suddenly.

"What's this?!" An Ning also saw it, and was frightened.

Eyes gathered, Tang Cuo picked up the sapling, and everyone clearly saw the dense
hairy black roots on the roots of the saplings, and a **** flesh on the roots.

Tang Cuo Shen Sheng said their names "Human skin, and hair."

In an instant, everyone seemed to have passed the electricity, and all the goose bumps
went out. Qian Wei even touched his scalp subconsciously, showing horror.

Jin Cheng also frowned slightly, but his eyes quickly turned to where Qian Wei pulled
the tree, and looked away at the dirt and snow-it was his head.
The head of the scalp was torn off.

"This, this is my tear?" Qian Wei almost suffocated, but obviously, this is the truth.

"Relax, this person is already dead." Jin Cheng said, taking a step back and saying,
"Find a way to dig him out. Perhaps, the whereabouts of Li Shuangshuang and Qu Li
will be known soon."

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The body was dug up, but it was a strange man. He was buried upright and buried in a
deep pit. The man was dead, but his hair continued to grow upward, upward and
upward, until he pierced the ground and turned into a sapling.

This strange and terrifying scene made everyone silent.

Tang Cuo did not participate in digging the corpse, looking around in a military coat,
"The corpse has begun to rot and should have been buried for a while."

Jin Cheng is also an uncle who has enjoyed his success and said, "That's the last batch
of players who did this task. If Li Shuangshuang and Qu Li were also buried in the soil
to plant trees, the saplings might not have sprouted yet."
"Just look for it."

In a word, Tangcuo started the tragic career of the labor quartet. In the next three hours
or so, they took all the saplings within a radius of one kilometer out of the center of
where the first body was found.

Although Jin Cheng didn't do it, he had a bear. It's a pity that the big paws are not used
for digging soil.

In order to verify his guess, Jin Cheng also asked the black bear to dig a big tree and
dig out a pile of white bones, but it is unknown how many years it has been buried in the
ground.

"What do you think the wood fired by Li Shuai will feel so smooth and have a special
smell?" He asked Tang Cuo, Tang Cuo answered without thinking, "corpse oil, and
corpse smell."

Not far away, Qian Wei, who was sitting down and resting, heard it and almost spit out
breakfast. The first time they arrived in this copy, they checked the kitchen with great
care. They had no problem thinking about meat. The problem was wood. Although
firewood is not directly eaten in the mouth, what is the difference between what it can be
burnt and what it has been soaked in formalin?

Qian Wei couldn't help but look at the surrounding trees, those black, twisted trunks, at
this time, might it seem like a ghost struggling to escape?

East, west, south and north, the whole forest is full of such trees, how many people
have to be buried?

It shudders to think about it.

But they dug for a long time, still did not dig Li Shuangshuang. Everyone was exhausted
and paralyzed, the weather was so cold, and I was sweating again, and I had eaten all
the food I had with me, and I would either starve to death or freeze to death before I
went back.
The players in Yongye City have a habit of carrying some stuffed stuff such as dried
meat or compressed biscuits on their bodies, otherwise they may not be in any
situation.

Tang Cuo is a poor man, he has nothing, but everyone divided him and became the
most eaten.

"Go back?" Jin Cheng said, throwing Tangcuo a slap-up hand warmer with self-heating
water in it, which is drinkable. "What Xiao Wenming tamped out is useless."

Tang Cuo took a look and said, "He is engaged in scientific research?"

"He has a nickname called mobile customer service."

"why?"

Wen Yan, Jin Cheng seemed to think of something fun, with a smile on his lips, saying
"because his number is 10086"

Tang Cuo was expressionless.

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Not funny?"

Tang Cuo "Did you not see that my face was frozen?"

Too lazy to care about you.

Tang Cuo stood up with his hand warmer on his face and looked up, he always had a
feeling-Qu Li was not dead. She is here to replace Xiaoyuan's newcomer. According to
Xiaoyuan's argument, the newcomer is still on the job training. Perhaps it is her training
content to cooperate with Li Shuai to perfect this serial resurrection case. After passing
the training, she has to clear the karma here, so it is impossible to die.

But if she didn't die, where would she be?

Tang Cuo wanted to find it again, but Qian Wei and others could no longer keep up with
his physical strength, and his own health also dropped by 20. After thinking a little, he
agreed with the decision to go back.

Peng Mingfan asked what to do with the bodies that were dug out. Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo looked at each other and finally found out that they were similar to each other-they
were all "regardless of digging."

"Li Shuai will come to cut wood at night, and he will definitely bury it again when he sees
it." Jin Cheng said.

The others nodded and accepted his statement, because without him, they were too
tired to bury it again.

Jin Cheng then released the black bear, and the six began to walk back. As before, no
matter how they turn, the compass remains unchanged. But with the experience of the
last time, everyone is much calmer.

Walking and walking, suddenly a flash of red flashed in Tang Cuo's afterglow. When
Huo Ran turned his head, he saw a figure flash in the forest on the left, but the figure
ran quickly and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Red skirt." Jin Cheng cut the nail.

In a pure black snow forest, the red skirt is bright and eye-catching.

"It's Qu Li!" Tangcuo pursued with lightning.

Jin Cheng was faster than him, and flew across the big tree above his head in a blink of
an eye, so light that he couldn't be alarmed by the snow on the top of the tree. When
both of them rushed out, the rest of the talents reacted and chased.

Tang Cuo didn't accidentally fall to the end, but he turned early before he ran far, and
several times, he actually went around Qian Wei and others.

Running, running, ran head-on with Qu Li.

Qu Li face stunned face to face, "Why are you here!"

At this time Jin Cheng came back from behind her, she gritted her teeth, and finally ran
away. She ran very strangely, her figure disappeared from time to time, and
disappeared when she was almost caught up.

This also confirms Tang Cuo's guess that Qu Li is not dead, she is just playing with Li
Shuai's performance as nc.

five minutes later.

Qu Li completely disappeared in the middle of the forest, as if never appeared.

Tang Cuo asked Jin Cheng if he could find a way to find her. Jin Cheng shook his head
and he didn't insist anymore. Qian Wei and others were quite annoyed, but he was very
calm and hurried as usual.

Half an hour later, a group of six people came back to the main entrance of the hostel,
and it was already 3 pm.

There was only Madoka in the hall, sitting alone, without keeping his soul. Several
people went to the kitchen to see it, but the body was still there.

Zhang Zhiyu didn't know where he went, but Anning asked Xiaoyuan before saying that
he had been resting upstairs. Peng Mingfan gave Qian Wei a look, and the two went
upstairs together, knocking on Zhang Zhiyu's door.

Zhang Zhiqi looked bad, as if he was unwilling to do even the last disguise, "What?"

"We found the body in the forest." Peng Mingfan also froze, but he still told the
discovery in the forest. After he finished speaking, he did not wait for Zhang Zhiqi to
reply, and then took Qian Wei away.

A few seconds later, there was a thud of the door closing in the corridor.
Qian Wei rolled his eyes angrily, "Peng Peng, what else do you tell this kind of person,
let him die, and we don't owe him."

Peng Mingfan "It's my business to say it or not, it's his business to die."

"Peng Peng you are so cool."

"..."

Anning downstairs was entangled in whether to take a bath. She was sweating and
needed a hot bath, but the shower room was also burned by the boiler. The boiler is
filled with firewood, not coal.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng did not have this concern, and went in for a shower. The
hostel also changed the laundry very humanely, and put it in the locker. It is available in
different sizes and for men and women.

Seeing that Tang Cuo came out refreshingly, Qian Wei felt palpitated and
subconsciously whispered, "Won't these clothes be picked from the dead?"

Tang Cuo turned to look at him and smiled, "Are you okay?"

"I'm wrong brother."

Anyway, Qian Wei made up his mind not to take a shower.

By the time Jin Cheng came out of the shower, Qian Wei was too tired to take a nap on
the table. Peng Mingfan is still the one who is most passionate about reasoning and
decryption. He scribbled the small blackboard on the front desk used to write today's
menu in an attempt to sort out the ins and outs of things.

As for Anning and Zhao Ping, they went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, because
Madoka went on strike again.
Tang Cuo was alone in the armchair reading the magazine in the lounge area. Jin
Cheng walked over and knocked on the table. He looked at the stack of books and said,
"Are you reading again?"

Tang Cuo raised his eyes, "Aren't you still fighting puzzles?"

Half of the puzzle has been completed, and the remaining half is scattered on the table.

Jin Cheng picked up a piece and put it in his hand to play, after a while, said, "This
painting is Schiller's "Four Trees." The meaning of the painting itself should have
nothing to do with this copy, but he painted a tree."

"Is this some kind of reminder?"

"Maybe."

Tang Cuo didn't know much about this kind of art, but he always felt that he missed
something. There was still no clue hidden in this hostel, so he turned the book on the
shelf again.

Turning over, he really saw something-something that he didn't have at the last time.

That was a report on the inner page of the magazine, with the title "The best forest
ranger in history hits 100 tons of firewood a year!" Won the "Heart of Nature" award! 》

The picture shows the handsome smile of Li Shuai holding the trophy, which is exactly a
bronze statue resembling a little gold man.

Why would a good forest ranger go for firewood?

Tang Cuo frowned slightly.

No, it was the corpses of people who hit the wood, and the award Li Shuai took was
called "Heart of Nature". Mankind felled trees, and was eventually felled as trees. Do we
still use our own way?
Thinking about this, Tang Cuo has turned through several books and magazines one
after another, but he has not seen the relevant content again. He put down his book and
stood up and walked upstairs.

"Where are you going?" Jin Cheng asked behind.

"Find a waiter." Tang Cuo kept walking.

As the only waiter in the hostel, Madoka lives alone on the first floor. Tang Cuo knocked
on her door and opened the door, "The forest outside, or this mountain, what happened
before?"

"Things?" Madoka tilted her head unknown.

"accident."

"Did you say that the fire was ten years ago? A few donkeys came to the mountain to
play, accidentally burned the fire, and the whole forest was burnt. I wasn't here yet, I
heard It took a long time to plant trees before planting the forest back."

"Specifically how many people?"

"Hmm...should it be nine people? Or eight? It seems like eight."

"Oh." Tang Cuo was relieved and asked again, "Do you know what trees are cut by
handsome Li?"

Madoka smiled, "Yes, those are the highest quality wood, and the cooked rice is
delicious."

With that said, she thought of Li Shuai's death again, and her expression became sad
again. Tang Cuo asked her anything else, and she couldn't answer it. She repeatedly
said, "How can a handsome brother die", and "When will I be able to go down the
mountain?" It is useless.
Closing the door, Tang Cuo turned back to see Jin Cheng leaning on the corridor, and
asked him "Is it clear?"

Tangcuo is certainly clear.

The clues in the copy are triggered. The bronze statue is indeed a reminder, but
yesterday he clearly turned over the book, but there is no content about the award in the
book, and Madoka did not answer the story about the bronze statue.

But when they discovered the firewood secret in the forest, the clue came.

Jin Cheng watched the whole process. As an old player, he said bluntly, “It’s true to me,
this is not the low-end game of area f. Judging from the number of corpses in the forest,
the previous batches of players were almost destroyed. Perhaps the truth is not clear
until death. Looking at the trigger mode of this clue, it is at least difficult."

Tang Cuo "Because of the blacklist bonus?"

Jin Cheng spread his hand and apparently defaulted on this statement.

The two no longer spoke much, went back to the lobby and briefly explained the latest
findings to the others, and looked at the faces that were shocked into silence, and Tang
Cuo was silent.

How bad is the luck of these four people in order to get a copy of the two blacklists.

It was already 5:15 in the evening.

Tang Cuo looked at the wall clock on the wall and said, "I plan to spend the night in the
forest."

He said this to Jin Cheng, and Jin Cheng also understood what he meant in a second,
"Do you want to avoid the condition of falling asleep after night?"

Tang Cuo nodded, "Li Shuai might bury Zhang Zhiyu next to Li Shuangshuang."
Peng Mingfan heard something, and asked, "Why do you have to find Li
Shuangshuang, did you find anything?"

Tang Cuo "needs empirical evidence."

Peng Mingfan "Then I will go with you."

Qian Wei and An Ning looked at each other, remembering the fear of being enslaved by
the duo duo during the day. After struggling for a long time, they still gritted their teeth
and said, "I will go too."

"You might fall asleep when you go out," Tang Cuo said.

"And they might sleep in the ice and snow, and they would become frozen ghosts before
dawn." Jin Cheng continued to threaten.

The double intimidation from the big brother is not useless. Think about the conditions
outside. I really slept in the snow for a night, maybe I will hang up.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ping finally opened his mouth, "Then we will go to hide in the cave
first, and then wait for the time when we fall asleep, and then come out for activities."

The three Qian Wei cut him amazedly, and Zhao Ping smiled helplessly, "We are all
grasshoppers on a rope. Looking at the content of this copy is clearly trying to kill us all.
It is better to fight together than to wait here." dead."

It’s all about this, no more.

The six of them seized the time and ate dinner. After everything was ready, they set off
immediately. This time they traveled a lot faster because the glowing powder had not
disappeared, and they went straight down the road to the cave.

There was no other firewood in the forest. In order to make a fire for heating, everyone
did not care about the taboo in their hearts. They found a lot of dry branches and lit a
bonfire to wait for the passage of time.
At seven, everyone hasn't fallen asleep.

At half past seven, someone felt a little sleepy, but it was still within control.

At eight o'clock, they didn't wait for Zhang Zhiyu to carry the corpse, but they saw that in
the deep night, a dark red suddenly appeared on the miserable snow.

Qian Wei stood up in shock, "Qu Li! Is that Qu Li?"

An Ning "looks very similar, there is no other red in this forest except for her."

It was then that the dark red figure swayed and appeared again a little further away from
them.

Anning clenched his fists and turned back to ask Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng "Do you want
to chase?"

Peng Mingfan said, "It may also be a trap. She saw us turn around and ran during the
day. Why does it appear again now?"

"Let's go." At this moment, Jin Cheng stretched out and stood up, rubbing his neck,
walking easily to the hole. Qu Li's figure was farther away than he could see.

Tang Cuo approached him, "Alone?"

Jin Cheng "Are you worried about me?"

"No." Tang Cuo. "I want to remind you that she is going away."

Jin Cheng was amused by him, smiled slightly, grabbed Tang Cuo's wrist and clicked
and put a handcuff on him. Tang Cuogang wanted to say that you are sick, and she saw
that Jin Cheng had also set herself up.

"It's for matchmaking. I'm not allowed to take it down. I won't let you go if I can't find a
way back later."

Having said that, he waved his hand, leaving everyone with a chic back.
Tang Cuo glanced down at his wrist, okay, whoever is equipped is the big guy.

At 8:05, Jin Cheng and Qu Li disappeared in the eyes of everyone. Everyone has not
fallen asleep, looking at the hole differently. The only thing that is the same is probably
the worry in the eyes.

Except Tangcuo.

Tang Cuo didn't worry about Jin Cheng at all. Even if this copy was difficult, it was just a
copy of the f district. Jin Cheng probably still has a lot of hole cards that they don't know.
Even if they are all dead, he won't die.

eight thirty.

Jin Cheng hasn't returned yet, and everyone hasn't slept.

The worry in the cave was another point, and Qian Wei couldn't help but suggest going
out to find someone. At this moment, Tang Cuo felt that the handcuffs were being
pulled, and he stood up and walked to the hole.

"came back."

In the dark snow, Jin Cheng walked back with a man, he did not walk fast, but the pace
was not heavy, and when he came to the hole, he also asked leisurely--

"Are you waiting for me?"

Tang Cuo didn't want to answer him very much.

At this moment, Zhao Ping recognized the person Jin Cheng was carrying and
exclaimed, "Li Shuangshuang!"

"Huh." Jin Cheng was a little uncomfortable about being interrupted, but he saw that
these people were quite pleasing to the eye. After all, he put them down without saying
anything.

To be precise, the body was put down.

Tang Cuo looked at Li Shuangshuang's soles at first glance and found that there was
nothing but some sludge on it. He looked up and asked Jin Cheng, "Did you dig it out of
the ground?"

Jin Cheng embraced his arm. "Yes, Qu Li seems to have deliberately led me in. I have
seen it, and there is no powder left at the bottom of the pit."

"What do you mean?" Qian Wei blinked and looked at An Ning and Zhao Ping. Why did
he get shining powder again? Peng Mingfan seemed to think of something, but he
couldn't figure out the connection, and frowned slightly.

Tang Cuo was too late to explain, and he looked at Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng's eyes moved slightly, "You mean..."

Tang Cuo "Go back to find Zhang Zhiyu! Be quick!"

After all, the two ran outside the cave at the same time. The rest of the people haven't
figured it out yet, but a few days of getting along has given them an indescribable sense
of trust in the two, and they ran without saying anything.

But just when Tang Cuo's feet stepped on the edge of the hole, a heavy drowsiness hit
the brain.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Six people, one left and all fell.

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At six o'clock in the morning, there was no Shuai Li's door clapping, and the people
woke up one after another. Qian Wei sneezed when he woke up, turned his head to see
the extinguished bonfire, trembling to ignite it, but found himself already frozen, slowed
down for a long time before slowing down.

Zhao Ping was closest to the campfire and barely lit it. After the warmth came back,
everyone felt more comfortable.

Tang Cuo is not very good.

His hands and feet are cold, not just frozen, but also because of his own constitution.
Sitting reluctantly, he took out two chocolate beans and poured two in his mouth. He
took the remaining half a bottle of potion as water and chewed the chocolate beans like
medicine.

After the two, two more, until the mouth was filled with sweetness, and the health value
returned to more than 10, Tang Cuo's face was slightly dizzy. It's just that the disease
between Meiyu is still aggravated.

"Can you still go?" Jin Cheng knelt on one knee and frowned.
"I can't die." Tang Cuo's tone was dull, and he paused, and he drew his hand warmer
from his arms again, and shook, "Thanks."

Jin Cheng didn't say anything, turned around and took out a few pieces of dried meat
and threw it to Peng Mingfan. "Take a broth, go back when you're full."

This time they were quite well prepared, not only brought dried meat, but also prepared
pots and seasonings. Although the food is not delicious, drinking a bowl of hot soup in
ice-cold weather is already a great treat.

It was already early in the morning of the next day. I was afraid that Li Shuai had
already finished the firewood and returned to the hostel. Zhang Zhiyu had disappeared,
so everyone was in a hurry, drinking hot soup and asking why Tang Cuo had rushed
back last night.

"Why go back to find Zhang Zhiyu, you have found a way to prevent him from
disappearing?" Peng Mingfan asked. Qian Wei and others also looked at him hopefully.
This was not about caring about Zhang Zhiyu, but his cold teeth.

Tang Cuo said, "That's not Zhang Zhiqi."

Qian Wei "Ah?"

An Ning's face eagerly "What do you mean?"

"Meaning--" Jin Cheng said in a long tone, selling a pass, and smiled abruptly, "Li Shuai
didn't die at all, he never died. That's why the game has never been cleared."

No, what are you talking about?

Qian Wei, An Ning, and Zhao Ping were all sullen, and even Peng Mingfan frowned.

Jin Cheng smiled and said, "It's actually very simple."

Tang Cuo shrunk the soup bowl in the military coat and automatically turned on the
energy-saving mode, "You said."
Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow. "Why am I talking again?"

Tang Cuo "Did you see me hang up?"

I beg you to say it!

Perhaps the eyes of the people who eat melons are too eager, Jin Cheng cleared his
throat, and finally returned to the topic, "Li Shuai’s course of action is very simple. He
returns to the hostel at six in the morning every day, kills a player, exchanges his
identity with the player, and then Under the guise of this identity, personally kill the'Lee
Shuai' disguised by the player, and hide from the sky. When everyone falls asleep at
night, he will carry the body out and destroy the dead.

Wait, what are you talking about?

Qian Wei's eyes widened and his tongue knotted, "Mutual and interchangeable
identities? Who kills who?"

"Huh." Jin Cheng's mouth pressed down, and the exposed half of his face was filled with
impatientness. "Did I not speak clearly enough? Which word do you not understand?"

I know every word but they don’t know when they are combined, brother!

Qian Wei really wanted to scream like that, but this big brother would kill you if you dare
to say half a word, and he suffocated him.

Tang Cuo glanced at Jin Cheng suspiciously. This familiar tone word, familiar tone and
even familiar narrative pattern made him inevitably ring a person.

Speaking of which, Tang Cuo sometimes likes to say "tuck", which is the poison of
puberty.

Thinking about this, Tang Cuo looked away from Jin Cheng and looked at Peng
Mingfan, saying, "This is indeed a copy of reasoning. There is no setting that kills Li
Shuai and will disappear. There is no death cycle. Although the change of the play code
is not reasonable, it needs to be done with some kind of power or blind eye method, but
it also leaves us with flaws. What we need to do is rely on these flaws to uncover the
truth of Li Shuai’s crime."

Peng Mingfan opened his mouth slightly.

If what Jin Cheng said is true, then Li Shuai’s murder plan is perfect. He succeeded in
making all players think that he was killed by his own party, but in fact?

It was Li Shuai who killed the players one by one.

Tang Cuo continued: "So far there have been three dead, Qu Li, Li Shuangshuang,
Zhang Zhiyu. Let me talk about Qu Li, she is just a guise, it is nc, and will not die at all.
The reason why Li Shuai wanted to borrow her to set up this bureau, Let us see his
death from the beginning, and die again the next day, just to give us a preconceived
judgment."

Preconception is a terrible thing, it will directly affect people's judgment, and then blur
the truth.

"As for Li Shuangshuang and Zhang Zhiyu, before they killed the handsome, they all
had orders. It is probably at this time that Li Shuai took advantage of the opportunity to
exchange with them. Then the majestic land came back to us in front of their faces and
swayed, then Killing people and killing our mouths. We failed to find clues because Li
Shuai was a dumb man. "He" didn't say a word until he was killed."

Hearing the words, An Ning remembered the scene of going to the bathroom the day
before to find Li Shuangshuang, and suddenly he was initiating.

"I remembered! At that time, Li Shuangshuang went to the toilet. I saw her and came to
her without coming back. When I passed the linen room, I looked in through the small
window on the door. At that time, Li Shuaihong kept rushing at me. Ah, my eyes are
terrified. Now think about how handsome Li Shuai was when he was **** by us. At that
time...the people in that time were already Li Shuangshuang?!"

The voice fell, and the rest of the scalp tingled.

An Ning remembered something else, "There is also the ventilator in the toilet
compartment! That ventilator leads to the linen room! Li Shuangshuang went to the
toilet, and the reason why he failed to notice that he could not call for help might be that
Li was handsome. The ventilator got into the toilet and took her off without knowing it
from behind!"

At this point, Li Shuangshuang's death is basically clear. Whether she was covered by
Li Shuai's mouth from behind, or she was dumb directly, all in all, she failed to call for
help.

Li Shuai disguised her as herself and threw it into the linen room. She asked Anning for
help, but Anning did not recognize her. Then Li Shuai went back and forth, stabbing her
to death with a broomstick.

"Let's talk about Zhang Zhiyu again." Tang Cuo put down the soup bowl and sat upright.
"When we found him in the kitchen, he was asleep. After waking up, he found that he
was speechless and looked frightened. Among him I’m afraid it’s not another poison,
just to poison his throat. Later all of you rushed to the kitchen, and he rushed towards
you, not someone else, but Li Lijun in the crowd.”

Peng Mingfan took a breath, "Yes, even if he doesn't know that he has become a
handsome Li, he can see that there is another himself in the crowd, he must also
understand what, but he can't speak, and this time--"

Fake Zhang Zhiyu rushed forward and stabbed him to death.

Zhao Ping murmured "No wonder... no wonder they all changed like before and after..."

With that said, he couldn't help but ask, "How can I conclude that this is just a swap of
identities?"

"Because of the powder, but also because of Qu Li." Tang Cuo said.

"I was full of developer powder in the hostel, but why didn’t Li Shuangshuang’s body
have any powder on it? Obviously it was she who carried Li Shuai’s body out of the
hostel, even if it was rubbed along the way, it would not be It’s so clean that no trace of
Ding Dian can be found in the pit where the corpse was buried. Instead, Li Yingjun’s feet
were stained.” Jin Cheng finally said a few words, “There can only be one reason—Li
Shuangshuang’s body was killed by Li Yingjun On her back, her feet were completely
untouched."

Zhao Ping was stunned and then dumbfounded.

Peng Mingfan was busy asking "What about Qu Li?"

Tang Cuo said, "Do you remember the first time I met her yesterday, did she see the
first sentence I said?"

Someone didn't hear it far apart, but Jin Cheng heard it, and she said-"Why are you
here!"

"She was surprised when she saw me, not because of why I was in the forest, but why I
appeared in this copy. The Qu Li we saw on the first day was not really Qu Li, it was Li
Shuai."

At first, Tang Cuo thought that Qu Li ignored him and did not expose his new identity
because of his character. When the square first met, Qu Li was such a lonely character
who didn't like to take care of others.

But after meeting her again in Lin Zhong, Tang Cuo showed something wrong. Until last
night, Qu Li appeared again, and led Jin Cheng to find Li Shuangshuang's body, so that
Tang Cuo was finally determined-the original Qu Li was fake.

She recognized Tang Cuo in the forest. Maybe she understood her situation and wasn't
reconciled. Maybe she was thinking about the friendship of her fellow students and she
helped.

Jin Cheng said that the player who died in the mission will become a complete nc, but
now it seems that Qu Li is still in the process of transformation, and he has not
completely lost his will.
Perhaps when the newcomer's induction training is over, she will become another
Madoka.

Tang Cuo finally said, "This can also explain why Li Shuai, as a boss with a low fighting
power, can be easily killed. Also, he is not a dumb man at all."

At this point, all the truth surfaced, no doubt the sin.

There was a long silence in the cave, especially Zhao Ping. Anyone who thinks that his
teammates who have been with him for a long time turned out to be the "dead", and he
is still being applauded by the other party, which will not be easy.

This brings not only anger but also fear.

"After going back, I besieged Li Shuaihuai and asked for only one point-not to be
ordered." Tang Cuo's tone was solemn. Once someone places an order, they may be
killed. If they carelessly notice that someone has placed an order, the game will become
a guess who I am.

To make matters worse, Tang Cuo was afraid that Li Shuai could open his eyes with the
system and already knew that they had guessed the truth.

Because yesterday's too "time to fall asleep".

If Li Shuai knew, then he must abandon the previous method and adopt nb. Put
Tangcuo in Li Shuai's position, and this nb will be an opportunity to replace a player, mix
in with the player, and kill him in one fell swoop.

And Li Shuai is a boss with high IQ, which is beyond doubt.

After half an hour, everyone was mentally prepared and set foot on their way home.
Because they came out of the back door, so they went back to the front door this time.

Like last time, there was only Madoka in the hall. No one died this time, Madoka
hummed happily and wiped the table, and when they opened the door, it was still okay
and said, "You are back."
An Ning asked, "You know we are out?"

Xiaoyuan smiled, "I see you are away, I know you must go out for a walk."

It is said that Qian Weideng rolled his eyes. He did several missions or encountered
such a lackluster nc for the first time. But Madoka isn’t the main one, he was busy
asking "How about Li Shuai? Has he returned after playing wood?"

"He's back, he went to set firewood behind." Xiaoyuan said, looking behind them,
wondering, "Hey, are the three of you back? Are there any others?"

Yes, only Qian Wei, An Ning and Peng Mingfan entered the door. As for where other
people went, Peng Mingfan pushed his glasses, and naturally would not tell her.

At the back door, Tangcuo and Zhao Ping crouched behind the debris shed. Although
they also come from the main entrance, it is still possible to go from the main entrance
to the back entrance. There are only two people in the left and right of this hostel,
Xiaoyuan and Li Shuai, and you don’t have to be too careful.

The two listened carefully to the movements at the back door and confirmed that Li
Shuai was not in the sundries.

Tang Cuo couldn't help looking up and looking sideways, Jin Cheng was vigorously
boring through the window on the side of the hostel. The window is the corridor on the
second floor, and the stairs on the right.

The six men are divided into three groups. Searching for Li Shuai's whereabouts without
trying to place orders.

After waiting for five minutes, Jin Cheng protruded his head from the window and shook
his head with Tang Cuo—Li Shuai was not on the second floor.

Qian Wei's hungry yell came from the room, and it seemed that Li was not on the first
floor.

Tang Cuo's eyes narrowed slightly.

Bingfensanlu is actually a temptation to test whether Li Shuai changed his murder plan.
Now I can't find anyone else, most of them hide it intentionally, just waiting for the black
hand in his back.

But where will he hide?

Tang Cuo thought, but his expression remained calm.

Zhao Ping squatted quietly and didn't dare to disturb him, only paying attention to the
movement around him. He still remembered Jin Cheng's advice to him just now, so he
looked at Tang Cuo. Although Tangcuo is fierce, he looks not in good condition. If not
necessary, this group of them try not to be as tough as Li Yingjun.

A minute later, Madoka walked into the kitchen and appeared in the sight of the two.
From their perspective, the kitchen window can be seen. Although frost has formed
around the window frame, it can barely see the situation inside.

Xiao Yuan hummed and walked to the refrigerator, first opened the refrigerator and
looked at it, then took out some ingredients to wash it, and came to the chopping board
to prepare for cooking. All this is common, nothing special.

At this moment, Madoka picked up the kitchen knife and held it by the handle. This
subconscious movement made Tang Cuo frown in an instant, and there was a glimmer
of light in his head-

"Handsome Li!"

Tang Cuo had seen Madoka cooking, and she didn't have this subconscious movement.
In fact, few girls would try to feel the knife before cutting vegetables.

Figured this out, Tang Cuo immediately looked up at the window on the second floor,
raised his hand to compare with Jin Cheng, and pointed in the direction of the kitchen.

Jin Cheng understood that the figure disappeared in the window instantly.
In the field of vision that Zhao Ping and Tang Cuo couldn't see, Jin Cheng put his hands
in his pants pockets, and the one-meter-nine person walked slowly, with a little sulking
calmly.

After a while, he went down the stairs and had a meeting with the three men in the hall.
None of the four said anything. Jin Cheng made a wink at the kitchen. Peng Mingfan
pushed his glasses for two seconds, looking round with a searching eye.

Jin Cheng nodded, and the child could be taught too.

When the three stepped forward, they would go with Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng shook his
head at this time, his eyes were scanned one by one, and finally pointed to Peng
Mingfan and An Ning, saying, "You continue to find Li Shuai."

To find Li Shuai is to find a real Madoka. For the ultimate purpose, it is undesirable to let
any flaws exist.

The labor quartet has already generated tremendous trust in Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng,
and immediately focused on the head. Qian Wei followed Jin Cheng to the kitchen door.
He was excited and a little anxious, lowering his voice "now?"

Jin Cheng was very casual and directly opened the door.

"Squeak." Madoka turned back when the door opened.

Jin Cheng leaned on the door frame and smiled and asked, "What are you eating
today?"

Madoka scratched her head, "potato stew."

At the same time, the figures of Tang Cuo and Zhao Ping appeared outside the window.
Across a glass, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng met their eyes—now do it?

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comments. Someone even approached the truth from the first chapter, which made my
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Such a murder should be done sooner rather than later.

Almost at the moment of staring at each other, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng understood the
meaning in each other's eyes. At such a close distance, Jin Cheng used a gun.

A lightning fast shot.

"Dang!" The bullet hit the small round noodle door directly, but was blocked by the
kitchen knife. She tilted her head to look at the bullet hole in the kitchen knife and asked
suspiciously, "Why do you hit me?"

Jin Cheng was not surprised by this ending, and raising his hand was another shot.

Madoka avoided sideways, the movement was almost strange, but at this moment,
Tang Cuo had already been killed. He had no other weapons at his disposal, so he felt
an axe from the glove shed.
Madoka was forced to the corner of the wall, his face was horrified, and he shouted,
"What are you doing! Stop it!"

But Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng don't like nonsense. As pioneer figures who walk on the
verge of death all year round, they are well aware of the fact that "villains die from too
much talk", and they will never be blind when they can do it.

"Crack!" Tang Cuo chopped an axe on the rack in the kitchen, and the bottles and jars
fell and fell suddenly. He flew a foot upright, hitting a bottle of pepper in the center, and
smashed it towards Madoka.

A round bottle of pepper, Xiao Yuan never minded, but Jin Cheng shot at this time. The
bullet aimed not at her, but at the pepper bottle.

The bottle burst with a bang, and the overwhelming amount of pepper headed towards
Madoka, choking her off guard.

"Cough cough, cough..." In the earth-shattering cough, Xiaoyuan's skill was still agile.
Seeing Jin Cheng raised his gun again, Tang Cuo's axe was also in front of her. She
flashed her eyes and flew towards Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping's main power is ice power, which should have been dominant in such a wind
and snow copy, but this is in a narrow room. He rushed out three ice lings towards
Xiaoyuan in a hurry, but Xiaoyuan's dodge action was too fast, and he avoided it almost
instantly, and the kitchen knife in his hand pressed against his neck.

"Be careful!" Qian Wei exclaimed.

Zhao Ping gritted his teeth, quickly condensed an ice shield in front of him, and when
the ice shield was broken, he quickly retreated with this force. But he didn't even think
about running away. He happened to be behind a water tank. While retreating, a hand
penetrated into the water tank and spontaneously started.

The clattering sound of water sounded almost instantaneously, with a breath of ice,
turning into a water dragon and attacking Madoka.
But Madoka?

"Fuck!" Zhao Ping almost saw his figure jumping through the window. He also
understood that the light and stone fire room, Xiaoyuan rushed towards him just to
escape through the window.

Qian Wei is also very angry. He hasn't shot yet, so why should the boss run?

shameless!

Qian Wei and Tang Cuo chased by the window almost at the same time, but Xiaoyuan
had jumped out of the window, and Zhao Ping's water dragon only touched her dress
corner and lost her stamina.

At the moment when he jumped the window, Xiaoyuan also changed back to Li Shuai's
appearance. The young and honest young man put on a cruel and cunning smile and
turned back to smile at them.

"Some kind of running!" Qian Dahao shouted.

Li Shuai didn't listen to him, he turned and ran, and whoever expected to turn turned to
meet an arrow. His face changed suddenly, even if he evaded fast, his arm was still
broken by an arrow.

The blood shot, he looked at the arrow wherever he went-Jin Cheng appeared at the
door with a smile on his lips, extremely mocking.

He immediately ran to the back door when Li Shuai rushed to Zhao Ping, and the time
was not bad.

At this time, Tang Cuo's three people also chased them out. Zhao Ping touched the
ground with his hands and stopped drinking. The curved ice wall rose up and
surrounded the entire backyard along the wooden fence.

Li Shuai could not escape for a while, and Jin Cheng's arrow arrived again.
Three arrows fired.

Li Shuaihuan was left and right, and he soon had another scar on his leg. But Zhao
Ping's ice wall is not so strong, Li Shuai made a gap in the process of evading.

He was about to rush out and Qian Wei killed him.

Qian Wei is a swordsman.

In fact, in the low-level areas, there are not many swordsmen and swordsmen who play
cold weapons, because it is difficult to get started, much more difficult than guns, and it
is even better to learn Qigong. However, Qian Wei had a dream of being a knight, and
happened to encounter a copy of a knightly sword. He learned some sword skills by
mistake.

Of course, Yongye City's swordsmanship also brings a bit of fantasy, just like Qigong
can really hit a shock wave, and swordsmanship can also stimulate sword energy.

Qian Wei's sword energy is light orange, and the Tao is not deep, so the excited sword
energy is not strong enough, but he talks a lot-"eat me a sword!"

"Come again!"

"Don't run!"

Li Shuai did not put Qian Wei in his eyes, but he couldn’t stand him. It was noisy, so
noisy, Zhao Ping repaired the ice wall again. Zhao Ping gasped, and it was obvious that
the consumption was so great, but he wasn't too powerful, but he still had a few ice
icicles clenched in his teeth, and stab him to Li Shuai with Qian Wei's sword.

Unexpectedly, Li Shuai just raised his arm and shattered the ice icing.

Yes, unless it is a gold attack, Li Shuai's defense is almost invincible.

Although Qian Wei uses a sword, his sword energy is not a gold one. Jin Cheng is the
one who can actually hurt Li Yingjun. Jin Cheng is still at ease, and the two arrows force
Li Shuai back again, but he still cannot kill.

Puzzled, Zhao Ping looked back and suddenly found Tang Cuo missing.

Three minutes before the time went back, Tang Cuo gave Jin Cheng a glance, and then
quietly returned to the hostel. He wants Jin Cheng to contain Li Shuai, and ensure that
Li Shuai will not have the opportunity to kill and drop the bag.

At the front entrance of the hostel, Peng Mingfan was squatting on the ground and
carefully studying the footprints about to be covered by snow. An Ning was on the
sidelines and saw Tang Cuo coming over and quickly said, "Mr. Yuan may have gone
out. We did not find her in every search of the hostel."

Tang Cuo asked, "This footprint is hers?"

Peng Mingfan raised his head, "Probably 36 yards of shoes, except that she should
have no one else. What should I do, do I have to chase? Or just leave it alone?"

"Our goal is to kill Li Shuai, has nothing to do with Madoka?" An Ning interjected, "She
had been hanging down the mountain before her mouth, maybe it was going down the
mountain?"

Peng Mingfan didn't think so. Intuition told him that Tangcuo didn't think so. How could
things be so simple.

Tang Cuo quickly made a decision, "An Ning, go find oil."

"Ah?" An Ning froze, "Oil? What do you do?"

Peng Mingfan soon understood, stupefied "Do you want to set fire?"

Tangcuo "burn the mountain."

About five minutes later, Peng Mingfan and An Ning each carried Tang Tuo into the
forest with a barrel of oil. Although Anning is called Anning, he is not a peaceful person.
After the initial surprise, his eyes are still the most excited.

Set fire to the mountain, how great is this?

At this time, Tang Cuo asked her again, "I have seen your shot, your skills are related to
the wind?"

An Ning nodded, "Yes. Brother Tang, don't worry, I know what you mean. I'll blow the fire
as big as possible later, to your satisfaction!"

Just do it.

The three did not go far, and An Ning and Peng Mingfan splashed oil on the trees
beside the road and lit them with the matches from the kitchen. The moment the fire
ignited, Anning didn't have a whole bunch of flowers, directly akimbo, inhale and exhale.

"call--"

The screaming wind blew up, and the fire jumped ten meters high in an instant,
spreading smoothly from this tree to another tree, and in a flash, they became a piece.

Today is still a rare good weather, the snow is very small, although there is snow on the
ground, but the weather is dry. With so much oil splashed on it, and the constant wind,
the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and everyone in the backyard also saw the
burning smoke and fire light.

"What's wrong there?" Qian Wei cracked his head and turned back in amazement.

Zhao Ping also looked away with gasps, Li Shuai was even sinking in water, and his
anger was like a beast, "How dare you guys? How dare you set fire to the mountains!"

"You will be retaliated!"

"You all have to die--"

Angrily shattered by an arrow, Jin Cheng stood on the top of the sundries shed without
expression, "The tree grows on a corpse, what burns is our kind, what are you
howling?"

There was no flaw in this logic, and Li Shuai was shocked.

Zhao Ping and Qian Wei also looked at each other, it seems that there is really nothing
wrong?

But Li Shuai was not so easy to fool, and he smiled angrily, "So what? You burned my
firewood, it's the same!"

"Huh." Jin Cheng hates such unreasonable people. It is enough to have him who is
unreasonable in this world. Wouldn't it be irrational to have more. And since Tangcuo
had already made such a big move there, he didn't have to keep his hands.

He smiled and pulled the bow again.

Li Yingjun felt uncomfortable. While Qian Wei and Zhao Ping were shocked by the fire,
they quickly walked to the gap of the ice wall. That's right, the ice wall was opened by
him again, and Zhao Ping had no extra energy to make up again.

He runs fast, but Jin Cheng's arrow is faster.

It was still a metal arrow, which looked no different from the previous few. But Li Shuai
didn't dare to take it lightly, Yu Guang stared closely and dodged to the side in advance.

However, a magical scene happened. The arrow suddenly split into three in mid-air,
blocking all the escape routes of Li Shuai.

Li Shuai's pupils shrank suddenly and retreated quickly, but it was still too late. Of the
three arrows, two of them stabbed fiercely into his arms and chest, which was so
powerful that he knocked the whole person off and shot it **** the ice wall.

"Click--" The ice wall cracked.

Li Shuai suddenly spit out blood, but he is not dead yet. He raised his head resentfully,
a cold light flashed in his eyes, and was about to speak, but listened to Jin Cheng
rushing in front of him to ask

"What about your axe?"

Li Shuai was stunned again.

Jin Cheng asked again, "What about your axe?"

Tang Cuo took an axe from the debris shed as a weapon, but that was obviously not the
handsome axe of Li. Li Shuai’s axe is extremely powerful, but he is almost dying. What
about the axe?

Qian Wei and Zhao Ping also reacted, somehow, with cold sweat on their backs.

Could it be that they made a mistake in their judgment, and this person is actually not Li
Shuai?

"Huh!" Another arrow nailed Li's handsome leg and pushed him half a meter away. Jin
Cheng looked at him with a smile, and then asked "What about your axe?"

At the same time, deep in the woods.

Xiaoyuan, who disappeared, handed a black axe into Qu Li's hands with a smile, and
said, "You took it, and you will be handsome from now on. Congratulations, you are
officially on duty."

Qu Li missed it. She clenched her fist tightly, her nails pierced her palm, and used pain
to keep her last will. "Why? I'm obviously here to take over from you?"

"Well." Madoka tilted her head cutely, and said, "I don't know. In short, Mr. Crow said
that. And it's not bad for you to be handsome. The construction period is short. I can't go
down the mountain for the time being. You have to wait until the next newcomer comes
and die injustice."
"Mr. Crow?" Qu Li's head suddenly buzzed, remembering the fear of being hit by the
soul's pendulum again. She couldn't help but take a step back and didn't dare to pick up
the axe, and at this moment, she suddenly saw a red light in the distance, "What is
that?!"

Hearing the words, Madoka turned around and finally saw the burning flame, reaching
out to cover his mouth in amazement. She panicked. She was really panicked. She had
never encountered such a situation here for so many years.

"Quickly, it's burning!" Xiaoyuan put the axe in Qu Li's hand without a word, and ran
away. Qu Li seemed to have received a hot potato, and subconsciously wanted to throw
away the axe, but there was dull pain in his head.

The familiar bell sound followed.

"Ding!"

"Player k26453 officially entered the Qingye program."

Not far away, a crow was jumping on the treetops.

"Damn! It's abominable! These two **** humans, they even did such a big deal, and
they did not put the great Mr. Crow in their eyes, or the supreme Yongye City in their
eyes, angry I'm dead!!!"

He fluttered his wings and was so angry that he lost hair at the top of his head.
Unnoticed for a while, the flames suddenly burst under the tree and almost burned to
his feet. He was even more angry and flew up, trying to curse but got stuck.

Hold back for a long time, just hold out a sentence-

"I'm furious!"

The author has something to say. Welcome everyone to enjoy Crow Jumping.
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While Mr. Raven was cursing and thundering, Jin Cheng sneezed in the backyard of the
hostel. He touched his nose and looked up at the sky, expecting which **** was scolding
him again.

Who is the one?

Jin Cheng, as an elite in the a district, understands the number of systems, or he must
reason honestly and find the truth before Li Shuai kills all players. At this time, Li Shuai’s
strength will be greatly reduced; Strength.

You must have the same skill and mind.

But now the situation is very wrong, Li Shuai's strength is indeed discounted, and he is
about to die, but his axe is not here-that is probably Mr. Crow's handwriting.

In other words, at this moment, Li Shuai is no longer handsome, and they have taken
precautions, and the boss has changed people. In a nearly cheating manner.

This is really unpleasant.

So Jin Cheng killed Li Yingjun with an arrow.

Qian Wei and Zhao Ping didn't want to understand that they were very happy to see that
Li Shuai was finally dead. But the announcement of the customs clearance has not
sounded, and the two finally realized what they were looking at Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng didn't talk, "Go ahead."

Two groups of people assembled before the fire.

Tang Cuo glanced back, "Dead?"

Jin Cheng arms, "dead."

Tang Cuo "There are two more people, Madoka and Qu Li, guess which one?"

Jin Cheng "It's too much trouble to guess, it's better to kill them all."

If Wen Xiaoming is here, he will jump if he hears this. This is the case for their boss.
Others are at most destructive elements. He is a demolition element. Although nc will be
refreshed when it dies, it has no effect, but it cannot be such a gameplay.

How do you play the system like this?

Tang Cuo was undecided.

Jin Cheng shrugged and said, "Whoever takes the axe is the handsome one.
Xiaoyuan's entry into the forest is mostly to find Qu Li. That Qu Li is handsome. It's just
that she is the same as you. Do you succeed?"

Tang Cuo asked, "Do you think I can kill?"

This is a good question.

Mr. Raven intervened, and the new boss would be difficult to fight. With Tangcuo's
current situation, I am afraid he could not really kill him.

But Tangcuo does not kill, he can set fire.

"Tranquility, the wind is stronger," he said.

"Is it too big?" An Ning wiped his sweat, and his cheeks had been beaten red by the
heat.

"No matter how big."

"Ok."

An Ning gritted his teeth and finally used all his strength to spare the wind. To be
honest, the power of this wind system has only made her body lighter and agile so far,
and she is still a little unskilled to apply it to actual combat. Fortunately, blasting is a job
that does not require technology at all.

"Boom--" The heat wave soared again, like a rushing wave crashing into the woods.

Crimson fire, black forest, red and black intertwined in this snow-white world is
particularly eye-catching.

Qian Wei guarded Peng Mingfan and quickly withdrew some, so as not to be affected by
the fire, watching Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo's eyes became more awe-how did these two
big brothers behave like villains?

One kills and one sets fire, and Li Shuai, who died in the backyard, seems to be a hero
who fought for revenge for the burnt mountain forest, and finally died under the arrow of
the villain.

So what are they?

Qian Wei glanced down in a circle, and finally found his own position-the cannon fodder
of the villain.

This is really miserable. Qian Wei hugged his sword distressedly. Whether it is a decent
or a villain, his sword can't be broken anymore. The equipment in zone F cannot be
repaired at all, and the repair cost is still very high.
But the elder brother has orders, how can the younger brother not follow.

Jin Cheng "Qian Wei, come back to the backyard with me."

Qian Wei "Why do you go back?"

Jin Cheng smiled, "The rabbit is about to run out. Let's go and wait for the rabbit. I think
your sword is especially suitable for slaughtering the rabbit."

Qian Wei "..."

A quarter of an hour later, the fire had swept through most of the forest. The twisted
black branches fell one after another in the firelight, and the strange fragrance mixed
with the smoke smell filled the sky above the forest and became more intense.

On the roof of the youth hostel.

Qian Wei was wearing Jin Cheng’s mask and holding Jin Cheng’s bow against the snow
and heat waves. He felt unprecedented sorrow in his heart, that is—

The younger brother is really different from the big brother.

The bow of the big brother is particularly heavy in his hand, but the mask of the big
brother is even smaller than his face!

This is not fair!

I would like to ask a younger brother why he still stands here to bear such insults, and
he is not here to slaughter rabbits, he is waiting for the pile that the rabbit hits!

Brother himself?

Qian Wei glanced down behind his eyes, on the sloping roof, Jin Cheng put his hands
behind his head and lay on his back towards the main entrance. It was uncomfortable.

"Brother, do you think this can really deceive the boss?" Qian Wei thinks that the boss is
not blind.
"Probably not." Jin Cheng said slowly.

"Then why?"

"I lied to her and got hooked."

Is this okay?

Qian Wei couldn't understand the idea of ​the big brother, but the big brother didn't mean
to change his mind, so he gritted his teeth and hardened. After a few more minutes,
there was finally movement in the forest.

The movement was so great that the mask on Qian Wei's face almost fell off.

Qu Li, she rides a bear!

She came out riding a black bear!

With an axe in his hand!

Where is this female steel warrior!

Oh my God!

"Roar—" The black bear was roaring, but Qian Wei's inner roar was ten thousand times
greater than it. His legs shivered with Yu Guang to seek help from the gangster. The
gangster had an extra mask on his face and told him "Don't move."

After finishing the speech, Jin Cheng took out a small red flag and inserted it in the tile.
When the wind blew, the red flag fluttered in the wind, which fell in the eyes of the black
bear, and the eyes turned red instantly.

It suddenly rushed toward the roof desperately, but it didn't fly, hit the wall violently, the
wall cracked, and the whole hostel trembled.
Qian Wei only realized what it means to "don't move" at this moment, but this black bear
is too big, and it will reach the height of the second floor when it stands upright, and it
will collapse when it hits the building a few more times.

What mocking skill is this little flag!

When it was said that sooner or later, Jin Cheng pulled out Qian Wei's sword and
jumped from the top of the building. He held the sword in his hands and jumped at the
same time the sword gas was instantly excited, slicing down the shoulder of the black
bear.

It was a silver sword spirit, like Yuehua, and a color that Qian Wei had never seen in
Area f.

"Dang--" The long sword cut into the black bear's shoulder three inches, but was
blocked by Qu Li's axe.

Jin Cheng drew his sword in time and fought with Qu Li on the bear's back for three
rounds very quickly. Dangdang's metal clashes kept coming, but no one was pleased.

Qu Li really is very strong, she is already an nc, not a player. The eyes were full of
resentment and viciousness similar to Li Shuai, completely out of sight.

Laughing at the little flag seemed useless to her.

Jin Cheng shook his hand and saved a sword flower. Qian Wei's eyes widened in this
hand, and it was really hard to imagine what brand the big brother was, why even
swordsmanship.

At this time, the Qianmen Group of Four also heard about the killing. Although Zhao
Ping and An Ning had shown signs of fatigue, they still took the opportunity to step
forward to help. But Tangcuo stopped them, "Don't place orders."

Peng Mingfan was immediately alert, "You mean--"

Tang Cuo did not answer, and Peng Mingfan did not say the last half of the sentence,
but each other felt like a mirror. The reason why the melee is called melee is that there
is a mediocre character, and it is also possible for one to pay attention to being replaced
by others.

What's more, nobody said that the one with the axe is really handsome.

"Bang!" In that compartment, Jin Cheng finally knocked Qu Li off the ground and
smashed the snow-covered ground into a deep pit, but she almost got no injuries and
immediately climbed up.

This physical defense is terrifying.

But the black bear was still climbing on the roof persistently, and there seemed to be
only the small flag waving in the wind, even Qian Wei who was standing behind the
small flag was ignored.

It was at this moment that a small round man with a disgraced face ran out of the forest.
Holding her trunk, she gasped violently, her throat more like being smoked, coughing.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to her, but it was too late to react. The rumbling burst of
thunder, the black bear finally hit the hostel, the sky of smoke and flying snow mixed
together, the sky was covered, and the smoke spread from the forest. Out, all of a
sudden blurred the sight of everyone.

not good!

Tang Cuo turned back to look at Qian Wei, but he saw that Qian Wei, who was
supposed to be in the ruins, had suddenly become Jin Cheng and was raising his long
sword to hold Qu Li's axe.

Qu Li's face was stunned.

"how come--"

"boom!"
Jin Cheng kicked Qu Li out with one foot, then shot out of his body, and a sword pierced
Qu Li's chest. Qu Li turned sideways, protecting his heart dangerously.

She waved her axe indignantly. Under such injuries, she was able to wield the axe so
much that she almost cut it on Jin Cheng's head.

At this moment, Qian Wei stood blankly where Jin Cheng was originally standing,
removed the mask and saw two small characters engraved in the lower right corner of
the inner wall-Huaying.

There is a smaller line below the small print, oeredby10086

Suddenly he blessed his soul and understood the end. Regardless of what this 10086
has to do with movement, he turned out to be a pile. He was deliberately placed in such
a conspicuous place, deliberately asked him to wear this mask, and then replaced him
at a critical moment.

A rough scam. From the beginning, he made it clear that Qian Wei was a fake and
ridiculed, but the boss still fell into the gutter.

"Do you feel cheated?" Jin Cheng knocked Qu Li down to the ground again and slid
several meters away to hit the black bear. Without waiting for the other party to answer,
he stabbed with a sword. This made Qian Wei suddenly feel that there are countless
ways to win, but it may be that he really wants to deceive the other party.

Shifting shapes and images, is it not the same with the handsome exchange of
identities?

Qu Li vomited blood, staring at him with both eyes, but he was speechless. Jin Cheng
pulled out his sword with a smile, Qu Li died, and the audience was silent.

But the sound of the announcement was still slow.

Qian Wei was going crazy. "Are you handsome yet?"

The rest of them looked dignified, and this time and time again and again, the
handsome died countless times, too challenging their nerves. But if Qu Li is not
handsome with an axe, who can be handsome?

Madoka?

Everyone's eyes fell on Xiaoyuan's body, and Xiaoyuan's face was stiff, shaking his
head again and again, "Not me, really not me, what do you want to do..."

The more she said this, the more irritating it was. Is it really her? Or is it that when
everyone was blurring their eyes just now, the handsome has been quietly replaced?

Is this person among them?

Huge suspicion inevitably breeds in everyone's minds, regardless of whether there is

reason, the logic is not true, the situation at this time is really difficult to calm down and
think.

Peng Mingfan "Don't act rashly!"

No one dared to move.

Who moves who is suspicious.

But Tang moved.

He walked forward, looked down at Qu Li, and then looked at the unconscious black
bear. The black bear was smashed after hitting the hotel, and his huge body was lying
on the ground. There were terrible wounds all over his body, and there was blood
gurgling out.

He lifted the axe in his hand and cut it across his neck!

"Ding!"

"The player kills the handsome and successfully completes the task of "The Snowy
Night Returning to People" in Blizzard Villa!"
"Now start to settle rewards."

The entire backyard was dead again. Peng Mingfan blinked and glanced back and forth
over the bodies of Black Bear and Qu Li, and finally realized that perhaps the last
exchange occurred at the moment Qu Li hit the Black Bear.

Jin Cheng killed the black bear with a sword.

Tang Cuo killed handsome.

Who can think of handsomeness as a bear in the end?

It's shameless that people and bears can even be interchanged. No wonder Qu Li will
ride a bear out. I'm afraid he planned to do this from the beginning. If Tang Cuo
responded quickly, they would have to fall into endless suspicion, and they might kill
each other.

Silence, everyone is silent except for silence, sitting on the ground one by one like a
force, different moods.

This task is really a heavy burden for players in Area F. If it is not Jin Cheng, they may
not even be able to beat the boss. But now think about it carefully, there are not a few
copies of F-group destruction, but such a difficult task only killed two people.

miracle.

Peng Mingfan pushed his glasses, and fortunately, there was still cold sweat on his
back. He thought he was still too confident in the past, not having enough brains and
skills.

Zhao Ping inevitably remembered Li Shuangshuang. Although the girl was timid and
could not help, she never caused trouble. This is why Zhao Pingken always took her. He
couldn't help but think that Li Shuangshuang's struggles in his eyes before going to the
toilet that day meant that she also wanted to change and wanted to make herself
stronger.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ping couldn't help looking up at the fire in Manshan, his eyes far
away.

Seeing Zhao Ping look like this, Qian Wei pretended to pat his shoulder pretendingly,
but the rest of them did not talk much. In Yongye City, parting is always more than
reunion.

It is a blessing that they can leave this copy alive.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng are also watching the fire, and there is no sentimental
expression on their faces from beginning to end.

Suddenly, Tang Cuo asked, "You said that the player who failed the mission needs to
stay in the copy to clear the industry. What about those buried in the forest?"

Jin Cheng looked at him for a long time, and seemed to stare at the flowers from his
face.

Tang Cuo also let him look, his eyes were straight, and he was so open-minded that Jin
Cheng couldn’t help but laugh, saying, “Remember what I said when I first saw you, you
are actually kind. They should be grateful. You, if the tree burns, they will be able to
leave here and enter the cleaning process. The day before, they will be released one
day earlier."

Tang was clear.

Although Peng Mingfan and others do not know what the "clearance procedure" means,
they can also roughly understand what Jin Cheng said. If it’s a good thing to burn these
trees, burn them.

Li Shuangshuang and Zhang Zhiyu are also inside, it is better to burn them than to grow
a tree above them.

After a moment, the sound of the broadcast resumed.

"The Blizzard Mountain's "The Return of the Snowy Night", the difficulty is difficult, the
number of players participating is eight, the survival is six, the rating is a, and the
character score is 18"

"Get a handsome curse for seven natural days."

"For the rest of the individual rewards, please check the system panel yourself."

"Welcome back to Yongye City!"

The next second, before everyone's eyes, a familiar darkness struck again. There was
only a vaguely angry voice that seemed to penetrate the darkness and came from afar--

"I'm furious!!!"

The author has something to say when the copy is finished and returns to the main
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Opening his eyes again, Tangcuo returned to the room on East Cross Street, with his
character panel hanging in front of him.

character

No. k27216 Tangcuo

Character points 18

Force 8

Intelligence 0

Charm 0

Rating a

Health 16

Handsome cursed fire resistance 80

Survival is not easy, please make persistent efforts.

Tang Cuo saw the content of the curse, and he didn't care much. He then added the
eight personal points to the force value and cleared the negative points, but remained
unchanged for ten points.

The negative score cleared, and Tang Cuo's rating immediately changed from a to a.

Switch to the skill bar, and three small squares inlaid with item icons immediately pop
up, which seems to be the system's personal reward. Tang Cuo's eyes were fixed on
one of the squares, and the item information appeared below the squares.

Black bear

Classified material

Ordinary quality

The black bear's teeth were taken out of the copy by Tang Cuo. It seems that it can still
be used to make equipment, or maybe medicine?

Tang Cuo thought a little, and looked at the other two grids. The two grids were not
items, but skill books.
Sprint

Classification skills

Ordinary quality

Description of running speed increased by 20

Fireball

Classification skills

Quality trash

Description Fire a fireball with a radius of 2.5 cm at a rate of two seconds, for ten
seconds.

Tang Cuo was speechless for a moment.

The skill of fireball is surely not deliberately embraced by him? Five small fireballs are
fired in ten seconds, more pea shooters than pea shooters, as if to mock him for setting
fire in the copy. It's a sprint, it seems ordinary, but it can save lives at a critical moment.

Tang Cuo reached out without hesitation, and the two skill books turned into two
streams of light into his body.

Looking at the system panel, there are more icons for sprint and fireball under the skill.
At the same time, Tang Cuo also found another row of material columns under the
independent equipment column, which was still ten grids.

There is only one survival assessment report in the equipment column.

There is only one black bear tooth in the material column.

"Tuk, Tuk." Someone knocked on the door.

Tang Cuo knew who it was without thinking, so he didn't plan to open the door, slipped
out of the broken window, and immediately went downstairs to the street. Because he
didn't know where he was going, he didn't go fast, it was pure blind shopping.

The shop was still open early, and the one-eyed proprietress was napping. Tang Tso
was shy, but he wanted to exchange money for one, and he planned to exchange a
million flowers first.

But where is this going to be exchanged?

Tang Cuo observed all the way, and combined with the information obtained during the
previous two outings, it can basically be determined that the functional departments
related to the system are in the central area, such as the game hall. The shops in the f
zone are mostly for players, such as hot spring soup, breakfast shops and taverns along
the street.

He walked all the way and saw, halfway down, he met an acquaintance--

10086

On a wide commercial street, Wen Xiaoming wore a large black trench coat, wide-leg
pants, plus slippers, wearing exaggerated sunglasses and a fisherman hat, sitting
sneakily on the roadside stall. Originally he was dressed like this, Tang Cuo couldn't
recognize him, but his pink hair was really dazzling, even the wide-brimmed hat couldn't
stop the stubborn pink sticking out of his head.

He was talking to a passing player about business, holding something resembling a

choking egg and blocking it with a windbreaker. If he didn't know it, he thought he was
selling pirated discs.

The player said a few words and left, Wen Xiaoming was still shouting "10% off for you!
Hey, 20% off cannot be less!"

The business did not succeed in the end, and Tang Cuo paused and walked over. As he
approached him, he discovered that Wen Xiaoming was still wearing two exaggerated
fabric earrings, embroidering "integrity management" while embroidering "Tong Shou
Wu Li".

It's really a personal talent.

"Do you want this friend--" Wen Xiaoming saw a pair of long legs staying in front of him,
halfway through the words, and pulled down his sunglasses to look at him in surprise,
"It's you!"

Tang Cuo put his hands in the trench coat pockets and said nothing.

Wen Xiaoming was very happy, "The mission is over? Then my boss is back, where is
he? I told you that I am here every day, I just watched several fights, just recently Area f
is very lively."

The clinker Tang Cuo suddenly asked, "Your boss is called Jin Cheng?"

"Yeah." Wen Xiaoming looked at him strangely and all went to the task together. Why
did he ask for his name? But Wen Xiaoming was not stupid, and it reminded him that Jin
Cheng asked him to mask.

There is a story in the lying trough. Who can make the boss the perverted old bachelor
wear a mask and change the name? But he was too late to take back what he had just
said, and watched Tang Cuo smile, especially the kind of person.

Worse

Although Wen Xiaoming had a gossip heart, but thought of the consequences of the
good deeds of the boss, he immediately set off the roll shop and prepared to abscond.
See me!"

After finishing the speech, Wen Xiaoming threw the package on his back and ran away.

Within three minutes he ran back again, panicked, and dragged Tang Cuo into a tavern
on the street. The pub was full of voices, the drunken guests were arguing, but the
waiter ignored them.
Wen Xiaoming walked flexibly to avoid this group of drunks, found a perfect location in
the corner, threw out a stack of banknotes, and beckoned two large glasses of rum.

"You see Jin Cheng?" Tang Cuo asked.

Wen Xiaoming couldn't help giving him a thumbs-up, and all of them guessed, "Brother
make a consultation, don't tell my boss that I told you, I invite you to drink."

Tang Cuo "Are you afraid of him?"

Wen Xiaoming "Well, I'm not afraid of him, but he is terrible!"

What logic is this?

Tang Cuo was about to leave when he got up, and Wen Xiaoming hurriedly grabbed
him, "Don't buddy, sit down and talk for a while, you see the wine is up." The voice fell,
and the waiter in the jacket really took two big glasses The wine came up with a stinky
face. When the wine was put on the table, it shook out a little, wet the table, and did not
wipe it.

Wen Xiaoming seemed to be accustomed to it and was not angry at all.

Tang Cuo remembered the proprietress who had shopped earlier and asked, "Do these
waiters need to do tasks?"

"Yeah." Wen Xiaoming drank a sip of wine and hiccupped with satisfaction before
replying. "It was the pub owner who signed the contract with Yongye City. The waiters
are only the players who work here. Some players have no points. If you have no
money, you have to use your spare time to work, otherwise you will not be able to afford
your meals."

It turns out so.

Tang Cuo asked again, "Where can I exchange the points?"

Wen Xiaoming continued to drink, "at machine, but withdrawing money on the at
machine will deduct the handling fee, if you don't want to pay this money, you have to
go to the bank in the central area. The bank next door is the courier, if someone burns
paper for you in the future , You can get it from the courier."

Tang Cuo had to admit that the service of Yongye City was complete. I wanted to ask if
the express was one-way or two-way. But thinking about it, he didn't have any objects to
send letters in the world, so he gave up.

He turned out the black bear's teeth, "You are equipped? What can this do?"

Wen Xiaoming took a closer look at it. As an elite in Area A, he had seen even the best
equipment. Naturally, he would not treat a little black bear's teeth differently, "This, ah,
make weapons accessories, Maybe it's okay to use it for refining medicine, but only one
is useless, and it can be sold. There are many equipment stores in Yongye City, both
official and player-owned. The official price is the most fair, but often it can't sell a good
price. If you want to try your luck, you still have to go to the player."

With that, Wen Xiaoming pointed out mysteriously, "There is a store called Black Hat
Grocery Store three blocks away from here. It is chained and there are various districts.
The boss has a strange temper, if you can In his eyes, it’s okay to offer you high prices."

But Tang Cuo thought, a black bear tooth is not a rare commodity.

He asked, "Why don't you go?"

Wen Xiaoming "I have a grudge against him, a black-hearted businessman, there is no
one darker than him in Yongye City, our bosses are much whiter than him!"

Say Cao Cao Cao Cao, Jin Cheng happened to hit the pub outside.

Wen Xiaoming was like a mouse who saw a cat, immediately shrunk his shoulders and
turned his head. But who is Jin Cheng, as if a man who was born with a radar, saw
them as soon as he turned his head.
With four eyes facing each other, Tang Cuo didn't avoid it, but his expression was too
cold.

Jin Cheng smiled, turned and walked into the tavern.

The drunken guests were still arguing, screaming and spitting. The quarrel gradually
escalated to limb friction. I don’t know who was going to hammer a wine bottle. Others’
heads didn’t open and the table cracked.

Jin Cheng tilted his head and escaped a flying bottle fragment, but ignored the chaos
and walked to his destination, grabbing Wen Xiaoming's back collar to pick him up.

Wen Xiaoming is really counseling, "Boss, what are you doing?"

Jin Cheng was not angry, "You take my place."

"You said it earlier!" Wen Xiaoming quickly helped Jin Cheng to open the chair,
respectfully asking him to sit down, and then he moved the chair over again, cute and
cute.

Jin Cheng is still watching him.

Wen Xiaoming blinked and blinked.

Silence for a few seconds.

Wen Xiaoming hesitated and asked, "I--should it be under the table?"

Jin Cheng arms, "Why don't you just go to heaven?"

Wen Xiaoming scratched his head, smiling broadly. This is not possible. It's a bit like Li
Shuai, so Jin Cheng sent him directly to get the wine, so that he won't be bothered by
the pestle here.

The opposite Tang Cuo was still cold-faced, as if he had just been frozen in the cold
storage, or maybe the copy was frozen.
"Recognize me?" Jin Cheng asked.

"Is it hard to guess?" Tang Cuo asked rhetorically.

"Then why didn't you tear me down in the copy and went back to Yongye City but hid
me again?"

"do you have any opinion?"

Confrontation.

When Wen Xiaoming came back, he saw such a scene. The two of them leaned their
arms against the back of the chair, their legs overlapped, a cold eye and a smile, the
aura was full.

For a moment, Wen Xiaoming suddenly felt that the two were very similar.

Jin Cheng "You are still so unlovable. There were more teeth and claws in the original
group of cubs, but you only disobeyed me."

Tang Cuo declined to comment.

Jin Cheng looked at him with great interest, but with a tense expression, and lifted his
hand to take off the mask. The face under the mask has a sharp eyebrow and a trend
like a knife, but the facial features are beautiful and exquisite, more recognizable than
movie stars.

Such a face will not be forgotten as long as he has seen it, but he still has a
three-centimeter long scar on his right face, which gives him two points of roughness
and wildness.

"Several years later, won't even the instructor scream?" Jin Cheng smiled, but his
momentum was particularly compelling.

Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes, but still did not answer.
Wen Xiaoming was shocked by this sentence, instructor? What instructor? Boss knew
something vaguely in the past, which made him even more curious, so he couldn’t help
but ask, “What is your relationship?”

Tang Cuo "relationship to the grave."

Wen Xiaoming "What? What did you go to? The relationship of going to bed?!"

Because he was too shocked, Wen Xiaoming's voice was raised by more than one
octave, so everyone in the hotel heard him saying it and looked at it.

The drinkers stopped drinking, and the fightrs did not fight anymore. A pair of eyes
followed Wen Xiaoming to see Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, and their faces were
shocked-even in Yongye City, such things are not many. See you!

Tang Cuo's face was black.

Jin Cheng couldn't help laughing, he looked at Wen Xiaoming and really wanted to
applaud him. Why didn't he find that Wen Xiaoming's back of the ear could be so
fascinating?

"Come here." Tang Cuo looked at Wen Xiaoming.

"You, what do you want to do?" Wen Xiaoming knew that he was wrong, but he was not
intentional. As soon as he heard something, he subconsciously thought of that, and he,
he still has a quick mouth problem, can't be corrected.

He blinked and blinked, trying to pretend to be obedient.

Tang Cuo did not eat this set, he said—

"Come here, I will kill you."

The author has something to say to Wen Xiaoming, why always act prettier?

Answer because I was beaten too much.

Enter v tomorrow at 10 o'clock in the morning.

(This article will be very long, and it’s so easy to click, so you should start anti-theft after
entering v. I hope everyone understands. I actually wanted to open it when I wrote
Seongnam, but I forgot to write it when I wrote it. It’s over.)

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 20:

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Tang Cuo joined the army at the age of 18, and the first instructor he met was Jin
Cheng. At that time, he was like a wild grass growing against the wind, and the edges of
the blades were all jagged thorns.

Instructor Jin Da is said to have been punished for taking a recruit because he made a
mistake. He won the title of "Devil Instructor" within 24 hours.

If you think about it carefully, the situation at that time was a bit similar to today. Tang
Cuo met him twice and he was fined.

At that time, Tang Cuo was Jin Cheng's focus. Some people think they have a good
relationship, and some people think they have a hatred, each with their own views.

Three years later, Tang Cuo selected Jin Cheng’s team through repeated selection.
Reported the next day, I got the news of the captain's sacrifice abroad.
On a rainy day in April, Tang Cuo held an umbrella to Jin Cheng's grave and sent a
bunch of flowers.

In another April after three years, Tangcuo also died. Opening his eyes after his death,
he came to this place called Yongye City and met the person who was supposed to lie
in the tomb.

Thousands of words, only one word--

"What a coincidence." Jin Cheng generously poured a glass of whisky to Tang Cuo.
When he saw that the former student still had a face on his face, he couldn't help
smiling and asked, "You said that I had been to the grave, and I saw it written on my
tombstone. What's wrong?"

Tang Cuo "forgot."

Jin Cheng shrugged indifferently, "but I was surprised that you would still grave me."

Tang Cuo didn't want to talk to him about old feelings. In his view, this man deliberately
concealed his identity and followed himself, and the evil taste was not reduced. You give
him a ladder, he can pierce you all.

Drink bar, drink so much nonsense.

He picked up the wine glass and took the initiative to touch Jin Cheng's glass. In the
crisp sound of "clang", he raised his head and mumbled a glass of wine, without
frowning.

"Thank you." Tang Cuo put down the glass and wiped his hands. "Dali was married two
years ago and said he owes you a glass of wine."

Jin Cheng smiled, "You respect me, why did you drink it first?"

Tang Cuo raised his eyes, "Do you like to drink or not?"

"Is it his sweetheart?"

"Ok."

Jin Cheng came to Yongye City for three years and seldom received news from his old
friend. Now he suddenly hears such a happy event and is in a good mood. He also
remembered Da Li's sweetheart, a girl who smiled sweetly, speaking with the tone of
Wu Nong's soft words. Every time Da Li called her, she could envy the rest of the team.

What did he think of? He wanted to make fun of Tangcuo and asked him if he was in a
relationship, but then he thought about it. Everyone was dead. Then he asked them if
they were too lacking in virtue.

The rest of the time, the two of them sat down and drank wine, sometimes the rivalry
was sometimes quite peaceful, and Wen Xiaoming could not tell whether the
relationship between them was good or not.

But Wen Xiaoming was happy, anyway, he was an old friend.

As the narrative is over, the tavern has a lot of eyes, and Jin Cheng does not want to
talk more about tasks here, so he proposes to change a place.

Out of the tavern, the two walked to the left and one to the right.

Wen Xiaoming stood in the middle and the second monk was puzzled.

Jin Cheng looked back, "Where are you going?"

Tang Cuo also turned back, "Withdraw money."

Wen Xiaoming immediately added that "Boss, he is going to exchange money at, you
give support points, it's not cost-effective to exchange points. It's a friend you know, give
two million first."

Jin Cheng glanced at him in disgust, "Why are you still here?"

Wen Xiaoming "???"

In the end, Jin Cheng really paid 2 million to Tang Cuo. According to his words, it was
stupid to exchange points for money. Tang Cuo looked at Qian's face and temporarily
accepted the statement.

Money can also be collected in the equipment column, even in the material column,
because it can be used as firewood when necessary. It's just that he didn't wait for Tang
Cuo to put the money in. In just an hour, the money was spent again.

Medicine, changing clothes, daily necessities, and indispensable chocolate beans.

There are three big bags in total, and two million can't help but spend.

Jin Cheng posted another 600,000 to him.

Of course, the official pharmacy produced by Yongye City must be purchased with
points. There are two points for a primary pharmacy, four points for an intermediate
level, and ten points for an advanced level. Tang Cuo bought two junior potions and
spent four o'clock, leaving six o'clock.

Seeing the at-machine on the way back after buying things, Jin Cheng suddenly felt that
he was the same kind of person. When he came to Yongye City for so long, only Tang
Cuo dare to spend his money in such a way, but also spent such peace of mind.

Jin Cheng couldn't help but remind him, "When are you going to pay it back?"

Tang Cuoli was sturdy and confident. "No, no money."

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow.

Tang Cuo also raised an eyebrow.

The two pestle on the road, there is a tendency to dry up at any time.

Wen Xiaoming was hiding behind the lamppost not far away, watching quietly, and the
more he looked, the more happy he was. Tang Cuo, what kind of fairy is this old friend,
and even the boss can be deflated, more than two million flowers went out without even
a ring.
He must go back and tell Lily about it and make Lily happy.

Thinking this way, Wen Xiaoming looked at it for a while, making sure that the two did
not mean to fight, and then went back to Area A with satisfaction.

That box, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo still face off on the street. The scent reappeared
earlier in the shop, and Tang Cuo smelled that smell, and once again decisively moved
his eyes away from Jin Cheng, and bought two meat, three vegetarian and five buns for
the last 5,000 yuan.

None was given to Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng smiled angrily, "I think you are the one Mr. Crow has specially found me
angry with."

Tang Cuo declined to comment.

Jin Cheng didn't expect this little **** to find out conscience, turned around and bought it
by himself, and after buying it, he listened to Tang Cuo casually and asked, "What's the
matter with Mr. Crow?"

See, that stubborn teenager who was repeatedly rubbed on the ground and could climb
again and again was finally worn into old fritters by the years, and the astringent time is
gone.

Jin Cheng thought of the past, and he was more forgiving and unconscious. "You can
see him in any corner of Yongye City. There are three thousand crows, each of them.
He has a bad temper, but he is not It's so bad every time, mainly because of luck."

"Is he a system?"

"No, but he has great authority."

Tang Cuo got a definite answer, but he still had doubts, "When I triggered the egg game,
I heard a song."
Jin Cheng immediately understood and accurately said the name of the song, ""Songs
of Gods, Lambs, and Crows", the city song of Yongye City, appeared randomly, and
almost everyone who has come here has heard it. As far as it is What does it mean,
what does it have to do with Mr. Crow, there are different opinions, but there is never a
definite answer."

With that, he looked up at the black iron train passing by in the air and said, "Then it is
the real core of Yongye City. When you can get in that car, you might know it."

Tang Cuo asked, "Have you been there?"

Jin Cheng shrugged. "This is not."

Tang Cuo did not ask. To spy on the truth prematurely is the only way to die. He has
already died once, and he does not want to die a second time in a short time, unlucky.

Jin Cheng also said, "Mr. Crow’s mood in recent days should be very unpleasant. You
should not enter the game for a while, otherwise the task will not be a difficult level, it
will be a nightmare."

It was at this moment that there was commotion ahead.

The two turned their heads together to look back, and stepped back one by one,
standing side by side on the road, watching a large wave of people rushing across the
street.

Some of them were holding weapons, and some were wearing the same clothes that
were obviously specially tailored. They were fierce, the visitors were not good, and their
goals were clear—the East Cross Street not far away.

"It seems that the f zone in the last few days is really lively," Jin Cheng said.

"The time flow rate in the copy is the same as that in Yongye City, right?" Tang Cuo
asked.

Jin Cheng nodded.

Tang Cuo frowned slightly, and they entered the copy in less than four days, and the
newcomers in Yongye City should have come several times. The biggest thing he
encountered when he came last time was nothing more than extortion and extortion by
old players. This time it was because of what made such a big deal?

The two looked at each other and followed the crowd to East Cross Street.

Before he approached, Tang Cuo heard a Qingyue young voice come across the crowd,
"Don’t panic, as long as we are together, they can’t treat us! They are powerful, but we
have many people, although we don’t have What a powerful weapon, but the kitchen
knife can also cut people! Have you forgotten the heroic deeds of the boss?!"

"If you don’t work, you’ll get ten, and if you don’t, you’ll get one hundred. Why should we
be exploited by them?! Five points can be handed over a month to survive, and the
points are taken away by them. , It's better to fight one!"

The heart is upset.

Panic and **** are fighting each other, more and more sounds are like waves, washing
the islands in the ocean.

The teenager in the green dinosaur pajamas is this isolated island, the clothes look so
funny, the pajamas' hats have been ripped off, leaving only a few threads to greet the
wind.

He raised his arms and looked up, "What is the most in Area f, and the most new
players! We have people joining every day, why should we be afraid? Who would dare
to exploit us and do him for me!"

Suddenly, the group was so passionate, one by one held the kitchen knife, sushi knife,
bone-chopping knife in his hand, and the turbulent crowd was against the violent old
players just now.

"Fuck him!"
"Who dares to grab my points, I will fight with him!"

"Go away, leave me away!"

"Fuck him!"

"..."

Tang Cuo turned around and wanted to leave.

However, Chi Yan found him with fierce eyes, waved his hands suddenly, and yelled in
surprise, "Brother! Brother Tang!"

He also did not forget to introduce to everyone, "Look over there, that's the eldest
brother of our kitchen knife gang. Now that the boss is back, no one is afraid, come and
do them for me!"

A response.

"Fuck them!"

"Brother Tang is back!"

"Get them all out!"

As if a drop of water had fallen into the pan, East Cross Street exploded from the street
to the end of the street, and Tang Ge, who had called a mountain tsunami, was so
shocked that Tang Cuo was all in place.

More interestingly, because he and Jin Cheng are later, they are in front of the old
player scam group of the group.

Everyone looked back. On the long street under the lights, only Tang Cuo and Jin
Cheng were standing in the middle of the road, tall, handsome, and pulling the wind-the
standard gangster appearance posture.

If you ignore the supermarket plastic bags in their hands.

"Huh." This is an unpleasant duet.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at each other again, as if they were both talking about
why they learned me. The next second, the two put the plastic bag down tacitly and
lifted their legs up.

This is calling people walking by the river, how can there be no wet shoes.

"Oh!"

"boom!"

"Boom!"

"what--"

Two people, like two human-shaped shells, hit the crowd, one with bare hands and fists,
and one with bricks. This is another melee, which greatly restricts the use of abilities,
firearms and other means. If one is inadvertently, it will be overthrown and cannot be
prevented. More importantly, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng are both very fast, with fierce
moves and a tacit understanding. It is far from ordinary people playing games in Yongye
City a few times.

No matter how powerful the old players are in Zone F, it is only the level of the tail of the
crane in Quanyong Night City.

It only took ten minutes, and the old players wailed and fell one piece, no one was
standing within a radius of ten meters with the two as the center.

Tang Cuo saw an acquaintance at this time, the other party was turning his head into
the crowd in an attempt to escape, the fat body was as flexible as an earthworm. Tang
Cuo grabbed the survival assessment report in his hand and threw it out.

"Bang!" hit the target.

The man fell down, and the people around him were frightened by the strength of
Tangcuo and Jin Cheng, and they spread out one after another, fearing that one of them
would offend both of them.

Tang Cuo walked over, grabbed the opponent's collar and dragged him to the middle of
the road.

"Big brother, big brother spares life!" The man raised his head, it was Zhang Xing.

Tang Cuo felt that he was not hesitating at all and turned his head to look at Jin Cheng,
"Is there a knife? Use it for me."

Jin Cheng looked at him playfully, his hands were unambiguous, and he threw a dagger
without hesitation. Tang Cuo took the dagger and touched Zhang Xing's neck. "Guess
how many lives do you have?"

Zhang Xing was terrified and his face was pale. "This time it really has nothing to do
with me. I came with them. It really doesn't matter to me!"

Tang Cuo "How about your boss?"

Zhang Xing looked at the crowd tremblingly, avoiding wherever he looked. Huang Mao
didn't show up, and I didn't know where to hide. Tang Cuo looked at it coldly, and the
dagger rolled around in his palm, asking--

"Don't you run yet?"

This sentence is so sincerely asked, like a whisper of a evil spirit at midnight, to treat
everyone back to their minds, sweating on their backs. The stiff hands and feet returned
to flexibility, wow, and the crowd scattered like birds and beasts.

The new players were shocked, looking at Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng in disbelief, unable
to speak. Only Chi Yan got excited and turned away from the crowd.

But it was at this time that the change was steep.

A few bright lights suddenly appeared in the scattered crowd, from four different
directions, turning into streamers. What kind of attack was Tang Cuo could not be
determined, but the strong fluctuations contained in it made him a rookie feel it.

But he didn't move, just glanced at his instructor.

Jin Cheng felt helpless by him, raised his hand to take out the mechanical bow, and
plucked the empty string, "Zheng--"

The invisible sound waves spread strongly, and the two forces collided and collapsed in
mid-air, almost instantly, and the four streamers were shattered into stars, like rain
falling.

In the starry rain, Jin Cheng smiled and glanced at the audience and asked "Who is
going to die?"

Laozi fulfills you.

The people who ran away froze, and those who saw the streamer passing by the
person who was trying to kill were more like being caught in the neck, squeezing the
weapon in their hands, and sweating. Everyone didn't get confused in Yongye City the
first day. Of course, Jin Cheng can be seen as very strong and unusually strong.

Jin Cheng saw that no one was going back, and finally nodded in satisfaction, looking
back at Tang Cuo, "Are you still dead this time?"

Tang Cuo opened the system panel and glanced. After the negative number was
cleared, his health had returned to normal, and he was slowly moving closer to 100. The
fight just now made him fall by 3.

At this moment his health is still-56

It is no problem to play ten more games.

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Or East Cross Street, or Tang Cuo’s small room with broken windows, Chi Yan, as a
true warrior, faced exactly the same scene as Wen Xiaoming.

This is called "Two Butchers and a Green Dinosaur to be Slaughtered."

"Brother Tang, listen to my explanation--" Chi Yan was also pretending to be clever,
blinking and blinking, trying to get the pity of the big brother. But Tang Cuo interrupted
him mercilessly.

"Did I let you speak?"

Chi Yan narrowed his neck grievously, but Tang Cuo was still black.

It was only on the East Cross Street that after Jin Cheng Xiaolu's hands, no one dared
to provoke provocation. The old players retreated one after another, and the new
players were so excited that they almost gave Jin Cheng and Tang Cuobai the pier on
the spot.

Fortunately, the two responded quickly, caught Chi Yan, and hid back in the building,
only to get out.

After a long time, Tang Cuo finally got a little angry, "say."
Chi Yan quickly explained, "I was fooled by them! I came to you in the f area two days
ago, but people didn't find it, I heard that there was a kitchen knife gang established
here, and I asked again, they said the lord is not you. Well, so I joined!"

Tang Cuo was upset when he heard the words "Chopper Knife Gang". Jin Cheng still
stopped him with a smile, slightly raised his chin to signal, "You continue to say."

Chi Yan, "Oh, actually everyone just doesn't want to be exploited by old players. Some
people take the lead in rebelling and some people respond. And we have weapons. The
supermarket knife is really good!"

Tang Cuo's bone-chopping knife really pointed out a clear way for everyone. Under the
premise that new players generally do not have weapons, the kitchen knife in the
supermarket does not have any added value, but the knife is a knife!

"We also bought a lot of pepper, paprika, squirt guns, fishing rods, a variety of things,
these days I have played many times, although most of them lose, but we have new
people every day!" said With that said, Chi Yan was also proud, "And today this time,
Brother Tang, you two shot, it's stable!"

Stabilize you.

Tang Cuo didn't expect that there would be a new player playing his name to pull the
faction, and even if the faction is a fact, he still took such a vulgar name. There is also
Chi Yan, who is not very young, but dare to go up and shake his arm, and he is not
afraid to fold his arm.

Jin Cheng was very interested in him and asked, "Look at the words you just shouted.
It's quite skilled. What did you do before?"

Chi Yan was scratching his head a little embarrassedly, and blushed, "Hey, I just built a
guild in an online game, and I also like to participate in some group activities in school. I
just shouted a few words just now."
Tang Cuo didn't think he shouted two sentences casually. Those few points clearly
pointed out the points and were quite inflammatory. Chi Yan was a ghost even if he
wasn't an individual.

"Are you not in zone f?" Tang Cuo asked.

"I was assigned to the e zone." Chi Yan nodded. "There are not many new players in
the e zone. I didn't see anyone I met. I was a little scared and came over to you. By the
way, are you also a new player? ?You just used that powerful hand, it's so cool!"

In this last half sentence, Chi Yan said to Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng behaved quite kindly, "My name is Jin Cheng, not a new player, but I just
know your brother Tang."

It is said that Chi Yan wanted to call him brother Jin, but brother Jin sounded a bit like
Guo Jing, so he simply called him brother Cheng. Brother Cheng is a great man. He not
only promised to let Chi Yan stay, but also gave him the room next door.

But for a moment, Jin Cheng's position in Chi Yan's heart caught up with Tang Cuo.

"Oh brother, did you see the little girl?" Chi Yan looked slightly straight, frowning, quite
like an adult. "I've looked in area e and area f, but I didn't find it. She. She is so small
and so dazzling, this is what Yongye City looks like, and I am afraid she will have an
accident."

Tang Cuo also remembered the bald little girl. She had not escaped cancer or Yongye
City. Now that four or five days have passed, it is hard to say what will happen.

Jin Cheng asked, "What kind of person is she?"

Chi Yan quickly said everything he knew, Jin Cheng thought about it, and said, "In the
evaluation mechanism of Yongye City, the rating represents your survivability, and the
points represent your achievements. High survivability does not mean that the
achievements are certain. Well, the two are not equal. From area f to area a, although
the condition for upgrading is points, the core is actually rated. If the little girl you said
really died of cancer and is young, it means Her survivability will not be very strong,
most of them are divided in the f zone."

What Jin Cheng said was basically consistent with Tang Cuo's speculation that he
himself was divided into f zone. The specific reason should be Mr. Crow's sake in
addition to the negative debuff. Just like Jin Cheng was fined back to f area.

Chi Yan was puzzled. "But if she is in the f district, why hasn't there been any news for
several days? She won't hide in the room and won't come out, she has to eat!"

"Maybe she is dead." Jin Cheng said it very lightly.

Chi Yan choked and couldn't help turning his eyes to Tangcuo.

Tang Cuo thought deeply and asked, "What is the difference between death in Yongye
City and death in the copy?"

Jin Cheng likes Tang Cuo the most. He is very clever. He can always ask the questions
immediately. "The seven districts of Yongye City, there are only six districts a to f. What
do you guess is the remaining one?"

Chi Yan shook his head obediently.

Jin Cheng "is a prison. You should have heard the system say a word when you first
entered the game. The first rule of survival in Yongye City is justice. All players who die
in Yongye City violate this rule of justice. You don’t have Your ability to live, or your
courage to live, will be punished."

"What about the murderer? What about the murderer?" Chi Yan's eyes widened. "The
slain is guilty, but the murderer is all right?"

Jin Cheng spread his hand and smiled on his lips, "This is Yongye City."

Chi Yan was shocked and speechless. For a passionate teenager like him, this fact is
unacceptable. And if the little girl was put in prison, it would be even harder to accept.
"Can I go to prison to find someone?" he asked busy.

"The warden in Area g is a pervert that I dare not easily provoke. If you think you are
living too well, you can go to him and shake it."

Hearing Jin Cheng say this, Chi Yan will inevitably retreat a little. But thinking of that
little girl, Chi Yan couldn't bear it again. Fortunately, being imprisoned was just a guess.
Chi Yan thought he could continue to look for it.

The next three people talked about the chopper gang again. Tang Cuo didn't want to be
the spokesperson of the chef gang at all, but Jin Cheng had different opinions.

"It's good to have such a force, but the name has to be changed." Jin Cheng gave Chi
Yan a secret of interest, and Chi Yan also listened with extra strength and nodded again
and again.

Tang Cuo did not participate in the whole discussion. When Chi Yan got the true
biography of Jin Cheng and was sent out by Jin Cheng for specific operations, he
asked, "Why leave him?"

Jin Cheng stood by the window, overlooking Chi Yan and remixed into the newcomer
pile. He said, "The two of you and I are too dazzling in area f, and we need a more
dazzling presence."

Tang Cuo raised his eyebrows, "It's you who is the only one who is glaring."

"That's not true." Jin Cheng chuckled and turned back against the window. "It wasn't me
who cut the people with a kitchen knife at first."

"That's a bone chopper."

"Not all kitchen utensils?"

Tang Cuo was too lazy to care about him.

Jin Cheng then recovered some seriousness, "One thing I didn't lie to you, that is, my
enemies are indeed many. Although the high-level districts rarely come to the low-level
districts, I must not hide the news here, let alone just now. I’ve already shot it. For
insurance purposes, we have to find two regular teammates, otherwise the more
dangerous the more.”

Tang Cuo thought a little, and understood what he meant. People in different districts
cannot do tasks together, but it does not mean that Jin Cheng’s Qiu family cannot mess
with them in the copy, they can buy others.

Theoretically, as long as they stare at the two of them and follow them to take the task
together, they may be divided into the same copy.

"But why must I be with you?" Tang Cuo asked sincerely.

"Because you still owe me money." Jin Cheng also answered him sincerely.

Tang Cuo was expressionless for a moment, and turned back to the bed to prepare for a
rest. Jin Cheng saw him take out the same thing in the plastic bag of the supermarket,
and put the bone chopper under the pillow, saying, "Are you planning to murder the
instructor in the middle of the night?"

Tang Cuo turned back, "I'm more curious why you are here in the middle of the night."

Jin Cheng spread his hand, "Because I gave the next door to Chi Yan."

Tang Cuo "Is it related to me?"

Jin Cheng "I say there are."

Tang Cuo wanted to fight him.

Never mind, I can't beat it.

Eighteen-year-old Tang Cuo could also shoot fearlessly, and then was rubbed against
the ground by the instructor. The twenty-four-year-old Tang Cuo had begun to pay
attention to making decisions and then move-for example, when he fell asleep while he
was asleep in the middle of the night.

Jin Cheng narrowed his eyes and intuitively told him that Tang Cuo was thinking about
something that was not very good, like when he was in a military camp. Da Li and they
always ridicule Jin Cheng. Sooner or later you will overturn the boat in the gutter and be
caught by a recruit. But Jin Cheng doesn't care.

He felt that Tang Cuo was like a little tiger, and sooner or later, he would become the
king of beasts. Others would like to tease the cat, and he would be more powerful.

But Jin Cheng didn't live in Tang Cuo's room in the end. He was afraid of being bitten by
a tiger and had no place to get the vaccine. He didn't tell Tang Cuo where to go, he just
walked out of the room, went downstairs, and left East Cross Street.

Tang Cuo stood by the window and looked far away.

Half an hour later, the ruby ​tavern in area f.

In the wind bell of "ding bell", Jin Cheng pushed open the door and walked in. He
greeted the waiter at the door familiarly, "A glass of brandy, is your boss here?"

The waiter wore a clean and tidy Western-style uniform and was polite. "Here, sir. Box
No. 19."

Jin Cheng nodded and went to Box No. 19.

This tavern is different from other taverns. The typical Baroque style is luxurious and
exaggerated. Every corner is full of money. Corresponding to this is the expensive price
on the menu, even if it is just a regular beer, it will cost the player a quarter of the points.

There are few guests in the pub.

Jin Cheng waited for a while in Box No. 19, the door opened and walked in a
long-haired man wearing the same luxurious decoration as the store. He has strange
facial features, picks on the phoenix eyes, and leads the way in a purple suit.
"I was betting with the black hat the day before yesterday that you were doing
something quietly recently, but you were beaten back to the f zone again?" He pushed a
glass of wine in front of Jin Cheng with a ruby ​on his thumb The ring was as red as
blood.

"Why do you have so much nonsense all day? I'm afraid all my life is dumb." Jin Cheng
took the drink and took a sip, his tone teasing and cold.

The other side didn't care either, leaning back against the deck and being lazy. "Speak,
what are you doing with me? You wouldn't be interested in area f?"

"Why can't I be interested? I want the existing player and mission information in Area F.
The more complete the better, focusing on two people, one named An Ning and the
other named Chi Yan."

"Your brain is broken?"

"You just have to answer me?"

"Of course I have the information. The Ruby Tavern never smashes signs, but I really
want to know why? The last time you were sent back to Area F, you left after spending a
week here. What do you need so much information for?"

Jin Cheng shook his glass and asked, "What price do you want to get information from
me?"

The other party smiled, "Take you 20% off."

"Half."

"Are you a businessman or I am a businessman, the price is even worse than mine."

"Don't you know? Suzhou people cut half price."

"You are not from Beijing?"

"Oh, my apprentice is here, he is from Suzhou."

"Do you think I dare not oust you?"

The other party was almost smirked by Jin Cheng, this is a bargain, but Jin Cheng's
words revealed an important message to him. He wondered how much this "apprentice"
really was. At the end, he readily said, "I will give you half price, two hundred points."

Jin Cheng put down his wine glass and "dealed."

"I will say hello, as long as it is my site, and I will see you as an apprentice to make
three points later, but you have to tell me which one is your apprentice."

"You will know soon."

"Will you die without protecting the calf? Are you an old hen?"

"none of your business."

Jin Cheng tilted his head to drink the last bite of wine, put down the glass and patted his
**** and walked away. He came and went chic and chic. He looked very angry and
speechless.

Halfway through, he turned back to his uncle's instructions, "Remember to send me

things to East Cross."

Answering him was a wine glass coming from the sky. Jin Cheng tilted his head to avoid
it. The glass crashed on the pillar with a clatter, and hundreds of thousands of oceans
were gone.

Jin Cheng shrugged, and it wasn't his money that he smashed anyway.

After leaving the Ruby Tavern, he returned to East Cross Street.

Everyone on the street had dispersed. Most of the houses on the street had their
windows closed. Occasionally, a few people came out to look at them, and they quickly
retracted. But if you look closely, you will find that there are several pairs of eyes hidden
in the corners of all parties, spying on everything in secret.
In these eyes, there is the result of Chi Yan learning and working from Jin Cheng. In the
final analysis, the so-called chopper gang is just a piece of scattered sand that is
reluctant to gather. It is still far from real footing. It is enough to hold the site of East
Cross Street.

As for other prying eyes, they come from farther away.

The news about East Cross Street spread out layer by layer in the night, partly
attributed to silence, and partly turbulent.

In the dwelling house near the central area in area f, a man fell directly from the
hammock and covered his **** and asked "what did you say?"

"It's a man with scars on his face."

"Handsome or ugly?"

"Uh... handsome."

"Fuck."

The man cursed in a low voice, pacing back and forth in the room. After a while, he
gritted his teeth and said, "You let people keep staring, don't provoke him in advance.
Then tell Anning them to prepare for the task upgrade and go to the e zone."

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 22:

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Tang Cuo had a long dream. When he woke up, he was confused. When there was no
light in the room, he could not tell the day and night. After two seconds, he remembered
that Yongye City had no daytime.

The blurred light slipped in through the broken window and cast a blurry shadow on the
ground. Tang Cuo lay still and stared at the shadow for a long time before he felt like a
person.

Looking at the broken window, Jin Cheng was sitting on the side of the window with one
leg bent, and the luminous sphere on the spire of the tower was like the moon, just
hanging above his head, and there was no scar on the side. s face.

He is cutting apples. The long apple peel fell from his fingers, like Rapunzel's hair, which
had been dragged to the ground.

Tang Cuo remembers that he locked the door before going to bed. Now that there is no
trace of the door being pryed open, Jin Cheng must have climbed the window again.

"You just talked about your dreams just now." Jin Cheng saw him waking up, teasing
him in the face.

Tang Cuo sat up from the bed. Today's getting up is not very heavy, but he still doesn't
want to ignore Jin Cheng's boring jokes. He had to get up to eat something and sit
quietly for a while to calm himself and greet the new day.

Jin Cheng told him, "You have such a bad face early in the morning. You must have
eaten less fruit. I used to tell you that I ate at least one apple a day. Have you thrown
your trash in the trash again?"

I looked so bad early in the morning because you bothered me in my room.

Tang Cuo didn't believe in the slogan "An apple a day keeps the doctor away from me"
because it was the person in front of him who preached the health of old age every day,
but he never did it himself.

For example, now, he cut apples by himself but he doesn’t eat them. He wants to force
Tang Cuo to eat them.

Tang Cuo doesn't like eating apples.

"My mother hasn't brushed her teeth yet." He even started swearing.

"Then brush it." Jin Cheng puts the apple in the glass bowl as he took it for granted,
staring at him and walking into the bathroom. By the time Tang Cuo really started
brushing his teeth, Jin Cheng had already soaked the cereal.

He has an electric kettle and a toaster, and hides under his bed with Tang Cuo's red
wine, a must for a single lazy man. The toasters sold in the Yongyecheng supermarket
are not the same as those in the real world. The toasts baked by others have hot smiles
on their faces, and they burn skulls.

After the two had breakfast, Tang Cuo looked at the alarm clock that he just bought
yesterday, and the time showed that it was more than nine in the morning.

Jin Cheng said, "The child who came with you to come to Yongye City is really a
talented person. If he doesn't die, even if he is a magical stick, he will be able to get
together."

Tang Cuo said indifferently, "What is he doing again?"

"Oh." Jin Cheng smiled. "He was at the mobilization meeting early in the morning. He
was a passionate oath and bravely entered the Yongye City. Now East Cross Street is
almost always a newcomer within a week, so I am not in a hurry to do the task, just a
piece Attend class."
Tang Cuo walked to the window and looked down. East Cross Street is not just a street,
but a general term for two black stone long streets intersecting into a cross. The
resident population is about 5,000. As the well-known garbage dump in area f, the
people gathered here are either new enough to be new, or the weakest at the low end of
the food chain. Now these people are in a group, and they don't know what reaction will
cause.

Chi Yan.

Tang Cuo chewed the name in his heart. He could see that Chi Yan really wanted to
help, like pulling off his hat and putting it on the little girl's bald head while in the square.

In that case, kindness cannot be disguised.

But did he really understand how much danger this would bring him?

Thinking about this, he turned back and asked, "What did you look like when you first
came?"

Uncle Jin Cheng tilted his legs like this, "You can ask the wrong person. I was divided
into area a at the beginning. When I was fined back to area f, I was already the first
blacklist. Area f For me, it is the same at all times."

Do you sound proud?

Tang Cuo didn't want to take his words, Jin Cheng asked, "So I'm curious how did you
die? Your rating can't be bad, it's not a or b, why is it appearing on East Cross Street?"

Jin Cheng's eyes were awe-inspiring, he had an intuition that there was a secret in Tang
Cuo's death. But Tang Cuo didn't want to answer this question. He turned his head and
continued to look out the window. "It's all dead, is it important to die?"

Of course it matters.

There is nothing important in life except life and death. If death is not important, what is
more important? Jin Cheng actually had many words to ask him, such as whether he
passed the team assessment in the end, such as what he was doing in the past few
years, hesitated for a moment, and the knock on the door rang.

The two turned back together and heard Chi Yan shouting "Brother, Cheng!" outside the
door!

Jin Cheng went to open the door, and Chi Yan rushed in. Without waiting for a breath,
he said, "There is news of the little girl! Just now a player came and told me that I saw
her on Sanhe Street in the north two days ago. Because she is bald, it's easy to
recognize. I don't think Bacheng is wrong, it's her!"

After Chi Yan joined the kitchen knife gang, he asked other players to pay attention to
the little girl's news for him.

Jin Cheng asked, "Are you going to find her in the past?"

Chi Yan nodded, of course, "Yeah, this is not found, of course I have to go."

Jin Cheng asked again, "You have no relationship with her, you have found her, and
then?"

Chi Yan choked.

Found it, and then?

Chi Yan really didn't think about this issue carefully. He just met her in the square after
his death. He felt that the little girl was very pitiful and instinctively wanted to help her.

Jin Cheng smiled abruptly and turned back to Tang Cuo to wink. Tang Cuo thought he
was bored and ignored him. He put his hands in his trench coat pockets and walked
coolly out of the door.

"Hey, brother, where are you going?" Chi Yan asked busy.

"Aren't you going to find someone?" Jin Cheng patted his shoulder and walked out. This
is how Chi Yan reacted, with a big smile on his face, and quickly followed.
Sanhe Street is not far away from Sanjie Street in East Cross Street, not too far away, a
15-minute walk. The players here are more powerful than Eastern Cross Street, and the
living conditions are better, but it is also limited to this.

Chi Yan walked fast, and the player who gave him clues stood at the intersection
waiting for them.

The two met, and the player said, "I saw her about three days ago, and I forgot some
specific points. But if I guessed right, she should live in that building, and I saw her on
the fourth floor, It’s just not clear which room she lives in. Even if I don’t dare to
guarantee that she is still there, I can only show you over, really.”

With Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng in, the player is very restrained and a little scared. He
saw the melee last night with his own eyes. If it weren't, he didn't want to tell things out,
fearing getting into trouble.

Chi Yan busy comforting him a few words, the four people came to the residential
building that the player said. It is still a house facing the street, a total of five floors, from
the stairs to meet a few players, one by one to avoid talking.

Indifference, alienation, and alertness are the norms in zone f.

"It's here." The player probably estimated to stand somewhere on the fourth floor
corridor and said, "She seemed to be standing there that day, and there were no other
people in the corridor. I lived on the fifth floor and happened to see it when I went
downstairs. She, because few girls are bald, took a look. She seemed scared by me, so
she didn’t move much. I was still standing when I left."

Chi Yan asked, "Did you speak?"

The player shook his head, "I stopped after a few seconds, and really looked at the
time."

Seeing nothing else, Chi Yan decided to find someone directly. The method is also very
simple. You can always find it from room to room.
Only this task finally fell on Chi Yan's head, because Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo were two
uncles, and they always could not do it.

The result is not ideal.

Chi Yan knocked on all the doors, a total of eight doors, three opened the door, none of
them. The two didn't open, and they said a few words across the door.

There were three unanswered fans.

Chi Yan went back to the three openers again, and by virtue of his communicative
talents, successfully eliminated the two doors. These people don't seem to know the
little girl, but they will be a bit impressed with how many people live in and out of the
same floor.

"This is it?" Chi Yan looked suspiciously at the room at the end of the corridor, knocking
on the door again, and no one answered. He didn't know what the little girl's name was,
and he couldn't shout it.

At this time Jin Cheng finally stepped forward, took out a card and swiped on the door,
clicked, the door opened.

Chi Yan opened his mouth wide, "Is this door electronic? The universal card?"

Jin Cheng smiled and said nothing, but Tang Cuo saw the logo on the
card-oeredby10086

10086 is everywhere

Tang Cuomu didn't squint, led the door, and was a good hand in private homes. Jin
Cheng followed, shaking likewise. Chi Yan and the player were at the end, and when
they went in, they found that the two gangsters were in the room, facing each other—a
pool of dark red blood on the ground.

"Blood?!" Chi Yan exclaimed, "What about her?"

There was no one in the room and no body.

Jin Cheng squatted down and touched the blood, half dry and sticky. I turned my head
across the room and saw keenly something under the bed. I took it out and looked at
the missing dinosaur head on Chi Yan's pajamas.

"How could this be?" Chi Yan took the hat and found that the hat was also stained with
blood. He couldn't help but take a breath of air, daring to imagine what happened to the
little girl.

He subconsciously wanted to go back and ask the player if there were any clues, but he
saw that the player's face was uglier than him. When he touched Chi Yan's sight, he
immediately refuted "It's not me, I really just brought you to see!"

Originally I just wanted to make a good impression on the big brother, who knows that
I'm still in trouble, the players want to die. Chi Yan didn't doubt him either. When he saw
him, he had no choice but to leave.

In that compartment, Jin Cheng had already made a judgment, "There are no blood
stains in other places, nor any signs of struggling in the room. Most of them died on the
spot and were sent directly to prison."

Chi Yan gleamed, "Will it be the same as my brother encountered, she was not willing to
exchange points, so she was killed?"

Tang Cuo doesn't think so.

Zhang Xing played the Tarot card to him, in the final analysis because Tang Cuo first
attacked him. That little girl is not very young, so soft and weak, will she be tough
enough to die with those old players?

This is unreasonable.

"Brother, what should I do now?" Chi Yan was not sure for a moment, and only felt that
the dinosaur hat was heavy in his hand.
"There is only one way to go to prison. I can find a way to reduce my sentence or wait
until the end of the sentence. It is difficult to redeem people. Don't think about it in the
early stage." Jin Cheng slowly opened the faucet to wash the blood on his hands and
pulled out again Wipe the handkerchief and continue, "If you feel overwhelmed, you can
also kill the murderer and send it in to accompany her."

Chi Yan listened to him lightly and inexplicably felt cold. "But we don't even know who
the murderer is."

Jin Cheng spread his hands.

Tang Cuo suddenly said, "The dead know."

"Huh?" Chi Yan was stunned, and then Mao Zedong paused. "Yeah, she was in prison,
she didn't really die, wouldn't we know who killed her as soon as we saw her?!"

But as soon as the words fell, Chi Yan remembered Jin Cheng's words yesterday-the
warden in the g district was a pervert that he didn't dare to provoke easily.

"If I just went to visit the prison, should there be no problem? And he is a warden, so
many people in the prison, will not notice me?" He tentatively, his eyes wide with hope.

"You think too much." Jin Cheng dropped the wiped hand on the ground. "The prison in
Yongye City has no guards, only a warden. If you want to enter, you must pass in front
of him, and it will trigger the game. ."

Chi Yan's expression was like eating a bitter gourd, and his facial features were almost
wrinkled together.

Tang Cuo also frowned slightly, and then asked, "Is the warden a player or a person
from Yongye City?"

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows and saw that his apprentice was so smart.

"Player." He replied affirmatively, "Everyone except Yong Crow is essentially a player."

Chi Yan and the man blinked and blinked, not understanding what it meant. Jin Cheng
and Tang Cuo didn't care to explain to them, they exchanged a line of sight, and went
out.

Tang Cuo glanced at the door and closed the door, but did not take the time to inquire.
The player who brought them quickly left, and Chi Yan looked at his back as if he was
running away, and then looked at the dinosaur hat in his hand, and suddenly felt a
frustration.

On the way back to East Cross Street, he was still thinking, "She is so small, there is no
threat, why kill her, it doesn't make sense, it's unnecessary..."

Jin Cheng then said, "There are thousands of ways to die in the world, and there are
also thousands of ways to be malicious. Who said there must be a reason to kill?"

Chi Yan's mouth narrowed, and he didn't want to agree, but he couldn't say anything to
refute. He had only seen those incredible things in social news before, even if the lucky
turntable brought him, the fear was greater than the puzzle.

Tang Cuo looked and didn't speak.

Soon, the three returned to East Cross Street, and saw a group of people gathering on
the street from afar, and there was an increasing trend. Someone looked up to see them
and hurried forward, "Little Brother Chi!"

Chi Yan's eyelids jumped, "What's wrong?"

"Someone was killed!" The man was frightened, with a little anger. "I just discovered that
there are two new players who knew each other and lived not too far. One of them just
went looking for someone, but I didn't expect it in the room. There is only a pool of blood
and people are gone!"

The rest of the people also gathered up. They did not dare to squander themselves in
front of Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, so they all embraced Chi Yan.
"Yeah yeah, we've all looked for it, but we didn't find anyone!"

"The old players must have done it, this is revenge on us!"

"It must be them!"

"What shall we do now?"

Everyone said with a few words, some of the most angry, immediately shouted to find
the old players to face off. As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people
were nervous, but they didn't refute it, because no one knew if he was the next victim,
and his lips were cold.

But it was Chi Yan who cut the nails, "No!"

The young man's face was full of resoluteness, "Blackmail points and murder are
completely different things. You have a debt and a debt. Have you figured it out and go
to them desperately?! Who is responsible for the incident?!"

Chi Yan was quite capable of bluffing. A group of men, women, and women were
shocked by a little boy, and even Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at him a little.

But when Chi Yan calmed this group of people temporarily, and then turned back to look
for Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, that small face collapsed immediately, "Brother, what
should my brother do now?"

Jin Cheng "Don't you seem to have an idea? Brother Chi."

"It's dead again! Don't you think it's a bit like that little girl's situation? How can it be so
coincident? Isn't there any murderous devil in the city, I can't hold it!"

"Check." Tang Cuo said concisely, "how many people died."

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East Cross Street, District F of Yongye City, suddenly became turbulent.

Thirteen people disappeared in their rooms, leaving only a pool of blood stains, and
some have even dried up. No one knows who the murderer is.

But Tangcuo didn't find the place outside East Cross Street until he walked out of East
Cross Street, and the atmosphere was not right. Moreover, there are more players
wandering at the exit of East Cross Street.

As soon as Tang Cuo went out, he noticed that there were several eyes on himself. He
was trained in professional anti-reconnaissance, so he was particularly sensitive to it.

He walked a few steps casually, and then immediately returned.

Jin Cheng once again occupied Tang Cuo's room and was watching the information
sent to him by the Ruby Tavern. Seeing Tang Cuo coming back, he raised his eyes like
a master, "Come back?"

Tang Cuo "Is there no chair next door?"

Jin Cheng "You guessed it right."

Tang Cuo "..."

Jin Cheng explained that "Brother Chi has taken it as a base camp. Now the death toll
has reached 14, and he may cry and come to you later."

Tang Cuo poured himself a glass of water, "Aren't you checking?"

"You said this?" Jin Cheng raised the paper in his hand and said, "This is not
information about the murder, but Chi Yan's. Do you want to see it?"

Tang Cuo was slightly surprised. He didn't expect Jin Cheng to copy Chi Yan's bottom
so quickly, but then he thought about it-this is Jin Cheng, his former instructor. It's not
surprising that he can do this.

Chi Yan's information is only a thin one, recording his basic movement from zone e to
zone f, which is roughly the same as what he said. The remaining paper records are
known copies of area f, some of which are very detailed, and some are only a few
sentences.

Jin Cheng said, "The copies of Yongye City are very diverse, but here are actually only
a few. In our character, I am afraid that it is difficult to encounter the common copies, but
it is well prepared. You first have a look, familiar with the basic routines."

These materials put it bluntly, it is one after another copy strategy, even if it is unclear, at
least it is hooked. However, Tang Cuo was not too surprised, because it can be seen
from the copy of Fengxueyeguiren, it is very difficult to randomize yourself to just know
the copy of the strategy.

Moreover, the price of these guides must not be cheap, I am afraid that ordinary players
simply cannot afford it.

He glanced roughly, turned to the last page, but saw a familiar name, "Peace?"

Jin Cheng then said, "A young girl, who runs a copy alone, is bold and careful, and
looks good on equipment, don't you feel curious?"

I think you are free.

Tang Cuo doesn't have much curiosity about An Ning or Qian Wei or Peng Mingfan, as
long as they don't mess with themselves, he doesn't care about who they are.

But what is written on this material is a bit interesting.

"Brother!" At this time, Chi Yan came again, entered the house and shut the door, and
indeed yelled at Tang Cuo for help, "It's too evil, and some people have disappeared,
and dozens of them died, but even the shadow of the murderer. Not seen."

Unexpectedly, Tangcuo splashed a pot of cold water in the head again, "I'm afraid there
are more than ten, and there is something wrong outside."

"How to say?" Jin Cheng asked.

"According to the dryness of the blood stains, such a thing has happened for several
days. The reason why it was not discovered until today is because the old and new
players have been fighting a few days ago, and the limelight is too strong. And, I want to
kill and seek revenge. Such things as robbing and grabbing treasure should be very
common in Yongye City. Even if there is every day, it is not surprising, unless it is
concentrated like this today." Tang Cuo said.

Chi Yan thought about it, "Is there a group of people touching fish in muddy water?
While none of us noticed, we took the opportunity to kill people and earn points? Can
the points be grabbed directly?"

Jin Cheng "Of course. You'd better remind them to be careful. If it is indiscriminate
killing, there is also movement outside. You can restrain them not to trouble others. It
does not mean that others will not trouble you. And killers can Having succeeded so
many times without attracting anyone’s attention proves that you are strong.”

Chi Yan took a cold breath and felt a toothache. When he ran back again and again,
Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes and looked at Jin Cheng, "How do I feel like you know
something?"

Jin Cheng spread his hand, "I know a lot, which one do you want to ask?"
After all, Jin Cheng stood up and walked to the window. Today’s Yongye City looks too
quiet, which reminds him a lot of things, “Yongye City is an extra-legal place, do you
know what is the most difficult thing here?”

Tang Cuo's rare cooperation, "What?"

Jin Cheng "is here to establish a new order."

At this moment, Tang Cuo seemed to see the former Lieutenant Colonel Jin. Even if he
didn't wear military uniform, his back was always tall. But the next second, he leaned
against the window edge without a proper way. "When I mentioned the prison, I
suddenly thought of something. Six districts issued a wanted warrant six months ago.
Personal. Calculating the time, it seems that some people are coming out recently, and
his knife style and behavior are very similar to the suspects."

Tang Cuo "I need to go to jail for half a year?"

"Of course not." Jin Cheng smiled, "I killed him again when he was released from
prison."

Fine.

Tang Cuo suddenly felt that he should write a Zhang Dazi newspaper and hang it on the
outside wall. He said that Jin Cheng lived here, and had many points and many Qiu
families. He stared hard at him and killed him, so as not to let others suffer.

It was at this moment that there was a commotion on Heishi Street.

Jin Cheng and Chi Yan next door leaned out to see them almost at the same time, only
to see someone fighting at the end of the long street, and there was a magical way in
which the scene was particularly gorgeous.

"Boom--" A group of magical elements exploded, like a New Year's fireworks, and
blasted people around like a cannonball. One of them hit the streetlight straight, then
bounced back to the ground, twitched into white light and dissipated.
Chi Yan's eyes widened, and he turned and rushed downstairs.

Jin Cheng moved faster than he did. With one hand, he pushed through the window,
and the whole person fell to the ground like Dapeng, standing firmly in the middle of the
long street. The battle at the end of Long Street has not stopped, and there is a
tendency to escalate. The players around were hiding, shouting, the scene was chaotic.

But before Jin Cheng shot, a huge red net suddenly fell from the sky, covering the few
people who had beaten the most. With a bang, a pretty girl with short hair appeared on
the lamppost, holding the rope tightly in her hand to tighten the net.

The netizens struggled immediately, and one of the strong men looked up at her, red
eyes angry and said, "What are you doing?!"

The girl was covered with frost, "I just want to ask what are you doing?"

The strong man gritted his teeth, "I am avenging the boss, why are you stopping me?
Are you with them?!"

"Fart!" The girl jumped from the lamp post without giving him a kick. That foot kicked on
the ass, looking fierce, but it didn't hurt anyone. She glanced around again, her eyes
fixed on Jin Cheng.

"I can explain it," she said.

"Explain what?" Jin Cheng looked at An Ning with arms crossed, seemingly smiling. The
new players who had been beaten down just now climbed up and hid behind Jin Cheng,
glaring at Anning one by one.

One of them panted and grabbed the white. "You just rushed to fight just now. We didn't
provoke you, and we didn't go outside to do anything at all! It's so deceiving!"

"Who did we mess with?"

"Crazy, **** crazy!"

"You might as well hack to death!"

The new players who have just arrived in Yongye City have not yet been baptized by the
game missions, and are almost driven to madness by this successive danger. Who has
died and who has been murdered again, what does it have to do with them? !

But the big brother is also impersonal, Jin Cheng sneered, "shut up."

An Ning took a deep breath and said in earnest, "This morning our boss was put in the
wrong hands. You may have heard of Cheng Ke in Area f."

Tang Cuo also came.

An Ning nodded at him and continued, "He died very strangely, and there were few
signs of hands-on in the room. Looking at the entire area f, there was very little that
could be done. There was also news before that there were two powerful attacks on
East Cross Street. Characters, so—they are impulsive.”

Cheng Ke in Area f, Tang Cuo has seen in the information about An Ning. This is
probably one of the more powerful players in the f zone, and has its own team, Anning
is one of them.

It stands to reason that their team is not weak and should have been promoted to the e
zone, but Cheng Ke is a person who seeks too much stability and has been pressed to
avoid promotion. On the other hand, there are people under him, that is, Huang Mao's
group of scammers, who have grown themselves by defrauding new players, which has
no advantage in other districts.

In addition, Cheng Ke is still safe.

"I'm sorry." An Ning finally had the appearance in the copy at this time. "As soon as I
heard the news on East Cross Street, I guess it was you, but it was too late when I
knew they were coming to make trouble. Yesterday Evening brother has decided to go
to the e zone, did not want to conflict with you, but who knows will—"
Jin Cheng interrupted her words, "Two choices, twenty points or go to jail."

An Ning's face changed slightly, and it seemed that Jin Cheng would be so merciless.
The strong man was struggling violently, "Don't listen to him! Why do you have to pay 20
points? If you have the ability to send me to prison, I can still be with the boss!"

"Why? It's my rule." Jin Cheng smiled, but his tone became colder.

"Don't talk!" An Ning was so angry that she didn't believe Cheng Ke's murder was
related to East Cross Street. What is Jin Cheng's identity, and will he care about a
player in zone f?

What kind of chopper gang is probably not related to them at all. And a copy got along,
An Ning thought that Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo were not casual killers and angry people.

"I'll pay." An Ning made a final decision, ignoring the call of the strong men and others,
and firmly reached a settlement. Her attitude like this has also made the new players
around her feel better.

I saw that she swiped in front of her, and a trading box jumped out, exactly 20 points.
Jin Cheng didn't pick it up, and swept back across Chi Yan, "You come."

Chi Yan "Me?"

Jin Cheng "You just keep it and wait for the hapless ghost who was just killed to be
released from prison before giving it to him."

As soon as this remark came out, Chi Yan didn't think there was anything, but old
players like An Ning and Zhuang Han were stunned. They all thought that Jin Cheng
wanted to keep it himself, but didn't expect to give it away.

Is this his rule?

Perhaps Jin Cheng’s rules were too unexpected, and they no longer made trouble for
the strong men, their minds were forced to calm down, and they all sullenly said
nothing.
Tang Cuo said, "Take me to the scene."

An Ning is desperate to ask, "This is a strange thing. Brother Cheng was sent to jail
unclearly, and we certainly can't do that."

Chi Yan told her about the situation at East Cross Street. An Ning was surprised first,
then immediately puzzled, "Who would do this? What is the purpose?"

Although talking to Chi Yan, An Ning's eyes looked at Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng,
expecting them to give answers as in the copy. But Jin Cheng didn't answer, and Tang
Cuo certainly couldn't explain it.

A quarter of an hour later, the four people and the strong man came to the apartment
where Cheng Ke lived. The situation in the apartment is clear at a glance, except for a
large pool of blood on the ground, there are few signs of fighting.

But rarely, does not mean there is no.

Jin Cheng raised his hand and touched the knife mark on the corner of the table,
carefully observed the trend of the knife mark, and scanned the knife mark for a week,
and found some other marks. At this point, he finally had a final judgment in his heart.
He found the pen and paper and wrote a few lines, and threw it to Chi Yan.

Chi Yan received it and realized that it was a small red horn. He looked at the paper
again and tilted his head in doubt, "Meng-Yu Fei? Who is this?"

"Suspect. You only need to follow the content written on the paper and broadcast it
throughout the district. If you can lead him out, the speaker will give you."

Chi Yan just got through. "The whole area broadcasts, is that not the same as the public
screen shouting in online games? Can you really hear it?"

Jin Cheng encouraged, "You can try it."

Chi Yan said to do it, but still a little excited to think about it. I thought he was also a
character in online games. Where would the World Channel lack his heroism?
"Cough." Chi Yan cleared his throat, but almost choked on his mouth while reading the
contents on the paper. Anning suspiciously leaned in to look at it, not to see the
unknown, not to mention it.

Tang Cuo didn't know what they saw, but it wasn't good news. Sure enough, Chi Yan's
following announcement confirmed his thoughts.

"There is a tracing notice below."

"There is a tracing notice below."

Under the broadcasting of the whole area, Chi Yan's voice expanded infinitely through
the horn and echoed in all corners of the area f.

"Meng Yufei, number h13131, your survival assessment report has dropped. Please
note that your survival assessment report has dropped. Please come to Mr. Jin Cheng
of East Cross Street to get it. In order to show our sincerity and credibility, please We
will publish a report every five minutes, please ask Mr. Meng Yufei to confirm carefully."

"The first article, Meng Yufei, your five-year-old Happi was still in the bedwetting,
deducting 5 points. If you **** the bed and planted the blame on the dog, you deducted
3 points."

Tang Cuo "..."

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Jin Cheng, his expression hard to express.
Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "I haven't slandered him. His last survival
report was not stabilized. I accidentally saw it. It's just that he didn't urinate to five years
old, but he did."

I don't want him to pee. Tang Cuo would only discuss this topic with him if he felt that he
was ill, and also made up his mind that he would not let his survival assessment report
be seen by Jin Cheng.
If he saw it, the front page headline of Yongye City that day would be "Blood Case
Caused by an Evaluation Report".

"Mr. Yufei Meng, please hear the broadcast coming to East Cross Street. We will
broadcast the second article on time after five minutes. Friendly remind you that your
QQ space message board and post bar account are in our hands, please be careful."

After Chi Yan finished the first episode, he couldn't help covering his face. I don't know
why, this is obviously not my own thing, but it still has a huge sense of shame, so he
can't help but recall the past embarrassment, as if he has been tied to the shame.

Of course, Jin Cheng is not as detailed as it is written, and the sentences are not so
serious. It was Chi Yan who had been in the online game guild and student union for a
long time, and he gave speeches at both ends for three days, and naturally he polished
him.

He also specially used the broadcast tone.

People in the whole area f heard the broadcast of the word, and knew the heroic deeds
of Meng Yufei's five-year-old bedwetting and planting a dog.

A mysterious embarrassment permeated the streets and alleys of the f district,

sometimes interspersed with "slots" and pouting laughter. Everyone stopped the thing at
hand involuntarily. After drinking, they put down their glasses, fought back and fisted
back. Some even wanted to sleep, and a carp stood up.

"Oh, who is this, it's too shameful." The person who said that, but he was holding his
ears to look forward to the next content.

Suddenly, Mr. Meng Yufei, who is in the f hot zone, what did he leave in his QQ space
and post bar?

five minutes later.

Chi Yan followed Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo to the East Cross Street. While walking, he
tuned his horn and followed An Ning to bring him a bottle of mineral water. He was
afraid that he would be thirsty if he said too much.

"Hello? Hello? Can you hear Mr. Meng Yufei?"

"Please answer."

"Please answer."

"Okay, you don’t answer. We will broadcast the second content immediately-Dear
friends, Meng Yufei’s hair is fake! Remember, his bedwetting is true, and his hapi is
true. Yes, his legs are short, but only his hair is fake!"

"Meng Yufei has 108 wigs."

"Every set of wigs is different."

"Once Meng Yufei and the teaching director walked together, there was a strong wind
suddenly, wind level 4, southeast. Ask Meng Yufei and the teaching director which wig
fell the fastest? Which blows the farthest?"

"..."

Chi Yan brand small horn pit pit, non-stop pit pit, walk all the way pit, players along the
street looked dumbfounded. This operation was too shocking. I was so shocked in my
life that I couldn't help but follow him to see what else he could say.

Soon after, the four-member team was followed by a large wave of people, and the
number was increasing.

Tang Cuo was expressionless.

What evil did he make to be watched like this?

Jin Cheng is in a good mood. He feels that Chi Yan is really a genius. In the future,
when he has no money, he can let him talk with Wen Xiaoming on the street and keep a
lot of money.

He also asked Tang Cuo "Why don't you laugh?"

Tang Cuo's face "frozen in the copy, not good."

You are so humorous.

Jin Cheng wanted to praise him, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimmer of cold light on
the roof of the house on the right. As fast as the light, there is the murderous intention in
Jin Cheng's eyes.

"Come." The words fell, and Jin Cheng summoned a longbow and shot an arrow into
the void, shooting like a flashlight.

"Dang--" The metal sword pointed directly at the blade.

Tang Cuo raised his eyes and saw a thin figure appearing in the air, slashing a long
arrow. Along with the sound of falling metal, there was also the sound of his teeth.

"Jin, Cheng!"

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 24:

Decisive victory over Devil City (1)
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The battlefield of Jin Cheng and Meng Yufei moved from midair to the roof of the
building, and then hit the long street from the roof of the building, which was almost
dazzling. The players who had been with the group of four were scattered. They were
afraid of being affected. They could not restrain their curiosity and looked out from
various places.

Only at this time did Chi Yan and An Ning understand that Jin Cheng's previously
demonstrated strength may still be retained.

Chi Yan put away his horn and didn't dare to whisper any more, and he said to Tang
Cuo, "Brother, Brother, what is the origin, how is it so strong?"

Tang Cuo "Do you want to know?"

Chi Yan nodded frantically, and An Ning also raised her ears.

Tang Cuo "Ask yourself."

"Bang." Chi Yan couldn't help but came a dinosaur Bang Bang, disgusted with peace
and wanted to hit him.

Tang Cuo sent the soul torture in a blank expression, "Aren't you going to help?"

Chi Yan and An Ningxin said that the gangster was so powerful, they could not help
even if they wanted to help, but Tang Cuo's torture was also very powerful. The two
were agitated and pulled their legs up.

Tang Cuo couldn't help himself. He put his hands in his trench coat pockets and was still
in the energy-saving mode. The most important thing is that he still doesn't have a
weapon at his disposal, and he dare not take out the survival assessment report.

At this time, the battle situation was far away from Tang Cuo, Jin Cheng's figure flashed
at the top of the tower in the distance, and the tall figure was picturesquely embedded in
the luminous sphere behind him. Pulling the bow, letting go, and arrows like a meteor,
approach Meng Yufei's door with a tricky angle.

Meng Yufei escaped by leaning back, hooking the eaves with the tavern flag on one leg,
like a bat hanging upside down, and turning sideways very quickly, avoiding the second
arrow that followed.

"Bang!" The metal arrow nailed into the wall of the tavern and burst a hole. Suddenly,
there was smoke and dust, and the drunks in the tavern fled.

Tang Cuoshuo approached the battlefield and watched carefully.

Meng Yufei is a swordsman, and Tang Cuo is still unclear, but Jin Cheng's arrow is
obviously much stronger than the copy. A light silver ray was attached to the arrow,
which was very lethal.

Meng Yufei's knife is a bit evil.

Tang Cuo got closer to see that there was a blood groove on the knife that resembled a
scimitar, which seemed to explain why the murder scene left a large pool of blood.
Meng Yufei's sword is quick, Qian Wei's sword has a sword spirit, and his sword also
has a sword meaning, his sword meaning is dark red, a shallow layer.

The important thing is that his knife can cut Jin Cheng's arrow.

This was the first time Tang Cuo saw an arrow that could break Jin Cheng with
weapons.

Jin Cheng seemed to be a long-range archer, but the fight between the two did not
stretch far from beginning to end. The mechanical bow can shoot arrows, and can also
be used as a weapon in his hand. With a click, the spring pops open, and the
mechanical bow is disconnected from him by the middle and divided into two pieces-just
like two scimitars.
Using scimitar to scimitar, different materials and different paths are still better than Jin
Cheng.

Because he has two knives.

Meng Yufei could withstand a knife, but could not stop the second knife, and his arm
was immediately cut open. He gritted his teeth and stepped back, pedaling on the wall,
as if walking on a flat ground, completely deviating from gravity, and even twisting his
body strangely to turn back and block Jin Cheng's arrow.

With a click, Jin Cheng returned the longbow to its original shape, and the double
arrows made Meng Yufei forced to change position quickly.

Fighting, the two were getting further and further away from East Cross Street. Tang
Cuo continued to cut corners and flexibly ran in the streets and alleys, not far behind
them.

Chi Yan and An Ning are closer than Tang Cuo. An Ning occasionally occasionally
stumbles for Meng Yufei, while Chi Yan is purely soy sauce-because after he started, he
realized that he would not do anything.

A blood rushed into the brain to kill people.

But Chi Yan couldn't do anything. His justice and bravery didn't allow him to do this, so
he thought about it and pulled out a small horn.

"Hello? Hello? Is the bald Meng Yufei here? Are you there?"

Meng Yufei was getting angry.

He slashed to Jin Cheng fiercely and was held by Jin Cheng with a long bow, but he
was so angry and so powerful that he hit Jin Cheng and took a step back.

"Return my assessment report!"

Jin Cheng smiled, "I have already given it back to you, have you forgotten?"
How can Meng Yufei forget, but Jin Cheng has already remembered the content above.
He just remembers it. He only remembers half of it, and the other half by adding oil and
vinegar, it is extremely unethical. Meng Yufei is not a good person, but he will not be so
lacking in morality.

"I deliberately killed Cheng Ke, but you didn't fight. I don't understand, Jin Cheng, why
do you have to fight against me?" Meng Yufei stopped and took a breath, eyes fixed on
Jin Cheng, eyes dark. Red one.

"Don't you know a word?" Jin Cheng bent his bow and arrow without any influence, and
pointed the arrow directly at his eyebrow. "The villain died of too much talk."

Jin Cheng hates people beeping and beeping when he fights with him. He won't say
anything early, but Jin Cheng can never feel the stubbornness of others when they face
him.

Meng Yufei "You can't kill me, Jin Cheng, I won't let you succeed again."

Jin Cheng "You're so annoying."

Meng Yufei got used to it with anger, sneered, and suddenly waved a knife, which
extended about half a meter, almost stabbing Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng sideways to avoid, suddenly a light whip appeared in the hands of Meng
Yufei. When the long whip was thrown, the ball-shaped lightning fell off the whip and
struck Jin Cheng with a thunderous speed.

"Spherical lightning!" An Ning exclaimed, and his face became very ugly. This is a skill,
and it is a card-consuming skill that has a limit on the number of uses. And this
ball-shaped lightning was clearly saved by Cheng Ke at a crucial moment, and was also
taken away by Meng Yufei.

Jin Cheng in that room went up and down a few times, avoiding the lightning clusters in
a coquettish way, and only listening to the "cracking" sound, the clusters smashed on
the roofs and walls on both sides of the street, and they were scorching black. Pit.
The whole sky was as bright as day.

Jin Cheng was affected by Yu Bo. Although he wasn't injured very much, his clothing
corner was also scorched and his elbow was tingling. Because of this attack, Meng
Yufei has once again distanced himself from him.

But Tang Cuo was the first to run.

Taking advantage of the fierce battle between the two, he walked quietly to the front.
When Meng Yufei came over, he immediately flew out with a bone chopper. "Dang——"
The bone-chopping knife was unexpectedly stopped by Meng Yufei, but that was the
case, and Jin Cheng came back from behind.

Meng Yufei stared at Tang Cuo fiercely, but was too late to be shot and was forced to
turn. Unconsciously, the battlefield ran from the f zone to the border of the central zone.

Far away, the game lobby is already in sight.

As soon as Meng Yufei's eyes rolled, his footsteps turned sharply, and he flew directly
towards the game hall.

The central area is also not a safe place. Players come and go seeing this figure of
chasing and fleeing, accustomed to it. Only some people saw Jin Cheng's face,
recognized him, and the exclamation spread.

Jin Cheng was recognized, and some people naturally recognized Meng Yufei.

"Oh, isn't that the lunatic of Meng Yufei!"

"What?!"

Knowing the inside story, he immediately started the science for others, Meng Yufei, a
murderous maniac who once ran rampant in the low-level area, was crazy by nature,
and cold-blooded. The rule of killing and not lethal in Yongye City made him careless.
He went to Zone C through killing and taking points all the way until he met Jin Cheng
who was sent back to Zone F and was penalized.
He never thought that someone would upgrade faster than he did, and kicked him into
prison.

The first time he entered prison, he was quickly released, but he did not expect to
encounter another city-wide encirclement and suppression. Meng Yufei ranked 13th on
the wanted order.

So he was killed by Jin Cheng again.

Once he came out, he was killed once, and the time in jail was getting longer and
longer, and the punishment was getting heavier and heavier, until he was beaten back
to area f and started over.

This is his third time out of prison.

He had thought to kill Jin Cheng to get revenge in Area a, but killing and found Jin
Cheng was **** in Area F, God help me too. So he moved Cheng Ke into jail with a
tremendous effort and wanted to cause Jin Cheng some trouble.

Without trouble, he was hunted down by Jin Cheng again.

Tangcuo shuttled through the crowd, quickly paying attention to the words in his ear,
while quickly approaching the game hall. Looking up, Meng Yufei happened to pass by
overhead, and Jin Cheng followed.

He did not rush to follow up, looked around, and stood beside the mission wall.

"Jin Cheng, I said I won't let you succeed again, and I will meet you next time, and I will
never die!" Meng Yufei stood on the top of a doll machine and grinned awkwardly. After
all, he flicked another ball of lightning.

This is the central area, and there are people in all areas. Meng Yufei dare to make a
big move here to others, and of course the irritable players in each area will not let him
go.

In an instant, the entire game hall was in chaos.

In the beam of the explosion, various tricks were mixed together, and Jin Cheng lost
Meng Yufei's figure instantly. In a noisy situation, he couldn't hear Meng Yufei's voice
anymore. After looking around for a week, he and Tang Cuo caught his eyes.

Tang Cuo tilted his head towards the mission wall.

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows and quickly caught up. He knew what Tangcuo meant,
and he disagreed, but he just wanted to hold the man, and the man slipped into it.

Jin Cheng had to keep up, the moment the system entered the mission wall, the system
broadcasted seamlessly.

"Ding--"

"Congratulations to the player for opening the mission "Devil's Devil". This game has a
total of twelve players. The basic goal is to survive for three hours! Personal rewards
will be issued according to the final ranking!"

"Wish you a happy life!"

The vision returned to light, and cheers like a row of mountains rushing to the eardrum.

Jin Cheng ignored it, searching Tang Cuo for the first time, and finally found him about a
hundred meters away. The two were separated by one, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Tang Cuo turned his head silently.

"Where are you looking?" Jin Cheng's face was rare, although the distance was so far
away, the voice came unhindered, making Tang Cuo unable to ignore it.

Tang Cuo had to turn his head again, expressionless.

Jin Cheng "Do you have to fight against me?"

Tangcuo "Yes."

Jin Cheng was angry.

Qian Wei, who was standing next to him, was also angry, so angry he grabbed the
ground with his head. Seeing the big brother didn't seem to see him at all, he was still
sultry in the air, he was even more angry, "Brother! I said this big brother, why did you
come in again??"

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Do you have an opinion?"

I dare not have an opinion but I am very broken!

Qian Wei collapsed in particular. After he and Peng Mingfan produced a copy of "The
Return of the Snowy Night", they agreed that although the big brothers were bulls, they
could copy the copy together with them. The risk factor was too high. At least they
hadn't encountered such a difficult copy before, so they specifically waited for a day
before picking up the task, just to stagger the time with the big brother.

They think that such a powerful man, either one task after another, directly ascends to
the e zone, or has a spare time to rest for a few days, but who can think of it?

Who can think of it!

When Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan entered the mission wall, Meng Yufei and Jin Cheng
had not yet entered the game hall. They are idle players. They do not have their own
sources of information like An Ning, nor do they know that Cheng Jin in the copy is Jin
Cheng on East Cross Street. They only thought that this time it was stable, and they
could go to the e-zone by doing another task. Who would have waited for a few minutes
in the task wall?

Why are you guys again? ? ?

Meng Yufei was even more collapsed than Qian Wei. He looked at the left and the right.
He almost had a myocardial infarction when he saw Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo. If he
doesn't know what is going on at the moment, he can punish himself directly.
Tang Cuo did not know him, but he shot on the way to the game hall. It was because of
his shot that Meng Yufei was forced to change the route of travel, which rushed to the
central area.

Think about it carefully, Jin Cheng is also consciously rushing him to the central area, I
am afraid that the idea is to force him to enter the game hall.

What can I do after entering the game lobby? Anyone with a little brain can think of it,
you can avoid chasing after entering the copy. The copy in area f is less dangerous than
Jin Cheng, and Meng Yufei has no doubt about his ability to make copies.

But Jin Cheng and his associates also came in. Why did they come in?

kill.

It is not lethal to kill people in Yongye City, but it is ok in the copy.

Sure enough, Meng Yufei looked at Jin Cheng, and saw Jin Cheng looking at him with
his arms, smiling and pronounced "You are dead."

Jin Cheng's mood is not beautiful, he originally asked Tang Cuo to cooperate with him to
force Meng Yufei into the copy, but he didn't let Tang Cuo follow in. He had warned Tang
Cuo for a long time, it was not appropriate to enter a copy at this time, but he did not
listen.

Meng Yufei, sin plus one.

At this time, the surrounding noise became more and more intense, and finally
interrupted the dark tide between the players, let everyone's eyes return to the game.

A little red skin demon with a long horn on his head and wings on his back flies above
everyone's head, wearing a suit and a vest and holding a microphone to speak
passionately, "Welcome everyone to the annual Devil City Pet Competition! There are
twelve in this competition. The pets of adults are participating from No.1 to No.12,
everyone can cheer for their favorite pets!"
Cheers broke through the clouds.

Tang Cuo looked around for a week, and they were standing on an unusually wide and
rugged avenue. The road was not straight, with curved roads in front and slopes. The
black houses on both sides are stacked like building blocks, which is weird and absurd.
And these rooms are full of irregular windows, like a strangely shaped eye, inside which
are dense and strange creatures with long horns, fangs, hairs, like mollusks crawling on
the wall There is everything on it.

These monsters are calling for them, and there is a wailing noise in their mouths, mixed
with several languages.

In the Devils City Pet Contest, the twelve contestants are twelve players. The routine of
Yongye City is roughly the same. Humans burn mountains and they treat you as
firewood, and human pets turn and treat you as pets.

At this moment, twelve players lined up on the wide street, and the distance between
each person was equal. Tang Cuo stood first on the right, thinking about walking a few
steps to the left, but was stopped by an invisible barrier.

Twelve players, twelve tracks, not connected to each other.

There is a word at the foot with a red "12", which should be the track number. Tang Cuo
looked over one by one, Meng Yufei was on the 8th, and Peng Mingfan was on the 7th
next door.

Qian Wei is on the 5th and Jin Cheng is on the 4th.

The rest of the track is full of strange players, and it is temporarily impossible to
determine whether they know each other.

The little red demon patrolled the head for a week and held up the starting gun with a
little satisfaction. Let's start the first level game-Fun Obstacle Run!"

"boom!"
"Game start!"

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 25:

Decisive victory over Devil City (2)
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The gun was shot and the players flew out before the players understood the rules of
the game.

That's right, it just flew out, and it seemed like a pair of hands suddenly appeared
behind him, pushing hard. Qian Wei was almost pushed to cough up blood, and his
instantaneous vacancy even made people collapse. He finally adjusted his posture and
prepared to land. Yu Guang glanced back—

Damn **** demon wolf!

A wolf in each race track, scarlet eyes, exposed fangs, muscles bulging, fierce and
fierce. They chased out of the player and brought a gust of wind before they
approached. Look closely at the fangs and even hung clean raw meat.

Qian Wei was so excited that he rushed forward as soon as he landed, and he used the
equipment "Fully running shoes" as soon as possible. Exclamation sounded on both
sides, Qian Wei knew that Peng Mingfan was not as fast as his own, and his heart
jumped into his throat.
Everyone's landing time is different. The first push is equivalent to giving them a safe
distance. Qian Wei fell fast or slow. Jin Cheng on the left took advantage of flying away
from the far away, but strange players on the right showed a little Frustrated.

"Huh!" Jin Cheng flew an arrow, followed by another arrow immediately after landing.
One arrow hit the wolf on his track, the other arrow blocked Peng Mingfan's side.

Players cannot cross the track, but attack can.

Peng Mingfan rolled on the floor, too late to thank, and ran away.

The demon wolf only paused a little after the arrow hit, even if Jin Cheng's arrow was
stuck in the leg, running had little effect, and even howling spewed out an angry flame.

The flame was like a shock wave, at least five or six meters away, chasing Jin Cheng's
clothes. Jin Cheng quickly backed away, and at the same time, he flicked his hand
again with an arrow, breaking through the flame, and hitting the mouth of the blood
basin opened by the magic wolf.

Qian Wei didn't have Jin Cheng's positive courage or the ability to move archery. He
could only run desperately. There was a curve ahead, Qian Wei took a deep breath and
didn't dare to carelessly.

He can still remember that this first level is called "Obstacle Run".

This is the case with Rao. When the obstacle came, he almost fell a dog to eat shit,
because the uneven road suddenly became wavy, and it kept tumbling.

Qian Wei was so dangerous that he stabilized his body, and his actions were as funny
as jumping four swans.

"Fuck Fuck Fuck!" Qian Wei scolded while running, and then looked at the big brother in
the auspicious suit next to him, who had fallen down on a horse and was about to be
transported into the mouth of the magic wolf by the wavy road.

Qian Wei looked anxious, "Run!"

Can the Geely suit know to run, and use his hands and feet to get up on the ground, but
the road surface made him unable to maintain his balance at all, and he hadn't stood
still and fell, and his mouth almost burst.

On the occasion of a thousand shots, he suddenly took out a rocket cannon, carried it
on his shoulders and rushed at the demon wolf, not to mention it, the huge recoil
pushed him ten meters away instantly.

"Is this okay?" Qian Wei is still dancing ballet.

Fortunately, the magic wolf was also affected by this road surface, and its speed
decreased. Qian Wei hurriedly looked at Jin Cheng, hoping that the big brother would
help him again, but he was shocked when he didn't see it.

With the wavy road ahead, Jin Cheng simply stopped and turned straight back. Bowing,
shooting arrows, shooting three arrows in a row, and aiming at the same part of the
magic wolf again and again, precise and rough.

"Oh!" The demon wolf's waist was almost broken, and the blood mouth was as big as a
bowl, but the nc given by the system died so easily, and ran into Jin Cheng's leg and
madly attacked.

Jin Cheng stepped on the transparent barrier between the tracks, and a flip was
dangerously and dangerously avoided. At such a short distance, he was too late to take
an arrow. He backhanded a bow around the head of the magic wolf.

The bow string hits the neck of the demon wolf, flips, strangles!

"Player 4! Player 4 successfully counter-killed!" The little devil passionately voiced in the
air, "God, what an exciting player, let us look forward to its next performance!"

The monsters on both sides of the track were in a state of passion. They stared at Jin
Cheng with scarlet or green eyes, waving their hands, and the mouth was running out of
water.
The little devil also focused his attention on Jin Cheng, exaggerating his tone, "oh, it
hasn't stopped yet, let's see which cute little wolf will suffer this time-it's No. 12!"

The number 12 is Tangcuo.

The game has not officially started yet, Tang Cuo immediately opened the character
panel to add points, all six points are added in the "force" column. With the addition of
immediate effect, Tangcuo can clearly feel that his physical fitness has improved slightly,
such as basic grip strength, bouncing strength and so on.

Coupled with the "sprint" blessing, although the demon wolf has been chasing after
three meters behind him, he has never been able to bite him.

Spitfire seems to be a triggering skill, the magic wolf will not appear without being
attacked.

On the wavy road, Tangcuo's response is similar to that of Jin Cheng's pedaling on the
transparent barrier. After all, he is the student he taught. This trick is popularly called
flying eaves.

Each track is about ten meters wide. Tangcuo has a transparent barrier on one side and
blocks stacked on the other. He frequently used the barrier and the walls of the house.
The whole person jumped forward in a zigzag shape. Only when the distance was not
enough, he would briefly touch the ground on the wavy road.

Tang Cuo also runs very rhythmically, not in a hurry, because Jin Cheng is there. This
instructor is notorious for his bad temper, and he is also famous for his shortcomings.

Hundred meters apart, Jin Cheng supported from a long distance, and the two split
arrows of "咻咻" were sent out at the same time, giving the No. 12 Demon Wolf a
celestial flower. The demon wolf could not hide, even stabbed in one eye, so painful that
he breathed fire.
Tang Cuo tried to avoid it, but was still caught in the heat and burned two hairs. Opening
the system panel and looking at it, the health value dropped by 2-from the handsome
curse, Huo Kou 80.

He turned to look at Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng shrugged and raised his hand to give Meng Yufei an arrow.

"I'll go to your mother's Jin Cheng!" Meng Yufei couldn't get used to Jin Cheng's
operation, even if it was flying around like butterflies and butterflies, you still have time
to **** me when you fucking!

When was the grievance reported?

Meng Yufei backhanded a ball of lightning to Tang Cuo.

Tang Cuo was separated from him by three tracks. When the ball lightning reached him,
there were only one or two left, and the rest fell to the middle track.

The city gate caught fire and affected the pond fish.

"I said, can you stop and play again?!" Track 10 is a sturdy lady with long hair. She hit
three lightning **** on her own, and almost gave her hair to electrobaldness.

Between the sparkle and the light, she fled one by one, and three lightning **** were
given to the demon wolf behind them, and it blew up and fleshed out, blessed by
misfortune.

No. 9 and No. 11 followed suit, and Meng Yufei was extremely depressed.

On the other side, Jin Cheng gave two arrows to Qian Wei and the demon wolf behind
Peng Mingfan, and relieved their urgent needs for them, but they fell to the end.

It was only six minutes before the game started.

"Ah!" A scream suddenly came from the left.

Everyone looked at it and saw that No. 1 did not know when to cross the wavy section
and ran to the front. The flat ground could be restored and suddenly a dense steel thorn
popped up, and the foot was instantly nailed.

"Lying Groove." Qian Wei saw that he was almost there, and he suddenly stopped. But
he was too fast, too inertial, and couldn't stop. He gritted his teeth and stepped on the
barrier like Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo.

"Be careful!" Peng Mingfan screamed.

Qian Wei was also careful, he didn't pedal far enough, he couldn't fly the steel thorn at
all, so he drew his sword and was angry. The tip of the sword touched the ground, the
body of the sword bent and rebounded, and he was suddenly ejected and fell into the
mouth.

When he fell, he couldn't take care of his injuries, and hurriedly checked his sword.
There were more cracks in the sword.

Qian Wei wanted to cry without tears, but the others showed their magical powers under
the successive prompts of him and No. 1, and successfully leapt the steel thorn. Tang
Cuo's method is very simple.

To his right is a wall with windows on it, and there are all kinds of strange-looking people
in the windows. Tang Cuo couldn't do anything. The distance wasn't enough, and he
was about to land. He grabbed one of the long noses he protruded and swung like a
swing.

"No. 12! What a terrifying treasure is No. 12!" The little devil flapped his wings and
smiled forward and backward, while the monster with a long nose hugged his nose in
distress and looked desperately looking for Tang Cuo.

"Cough." The little devil cleared his throat. "We now see that player No. 1 has stood up
and ran forward again. This injured look is really distressing. Do our lovely Devil City
residents want to secretly ick it? Please give it loved support!"
A boo at the scene.

No.1 heard cold sweat and ran forward with pain. When he turned around, the demon
wolf followed. With a leap, he crossed the steel thorn group.

He quickly took out the potion and took a sip. As everyone was running before him, he
shouted "No. 4! Help No. 4!"

But Jin Cheng ignored it.

In front is a **** that is nearly ninety degrees upward. The **** is as smooth as a mirror.
Jin Cheng took three steps and took two steps to reach the summit instantly, but
stopped suddenly.

Behind the **** is a tightrope, and underneath it is the abyss.

In the abyss is a creeping behemoth, squeezing around a dozen or so, raising his head
with a mouth full of teeth and waiting for the player to fall. When the biting wind blows,
the air is smelly.

There were monsters before and monsters behind. Seeing this in No. 2 and No. 3, they
took out their weapons and killed them. At least Jin Cheng's actions just now proved
that wolves can be killed. If they were caught on the steel wire but were chased by the
magic wolf, it would be better to jump off the cliff and commit suicide.

No. 1 didn't understand why they had to turn back and climbed up with their foot pain,
but they refused to die. The demon wolf followed, and his paws pierced the slope,
making a piercing sound of nails scratching the glass.

"Save me, save me quickly! Save me!" No. 1 stared at the demon wolf, and his legs
were desperately trying to push down the demon wolf, but Yu Guang continued to
glance at Jin Cheng.
Jin Cheng didn't go in or back out, only looked at him quietly, even with a smile on his
face. No. 1 collapsed, the string in his head was about to break, but Jin Cheng suddenly
shot again, shooting down the demon wolf with one arrow.

After doing all this, he never looked at No. 1 again.

At this time, Qian Wei, Peng Mingfan, Tang Cuo, Meng Yufei and the girl of No. 6 Geely
and No. 10 had all reached the wire rope and tried to try out with one foot, but none of
them dared to really step on Go up.

"Don't look down, don't look down, don't look down..." Qian Wei seemed to be chanting.
He had already replaced his shoes at this time, and when he walked the tightrope at
such a frightening moment, if there were another hundred great tunes in his ears, it
would be dead.

The Geely suit on the 6th relied on the ground, carrying a rocket gun and slamming the
demon wolf behind him. After a few shellings, the wolf was finally killed. It also
supported Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan next door.

Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan's demon wolf had been injured by Jin Cheng's arrow, and
after being so disturbed, he was still dead and half-dead, and he couldn't climb up the
slope.

At the same time, the Rapunzel on the 10th sacrificed some paper boat-like props. After
a while, her look changed suddenly, "There is no air in this place, and there is no way to
fly over."

Tang Cuo's Demon Wolf was killed at this time.

"Aw!" The demon wolf rushed up the **** and opened the blood basin to bite at
Tangcuo. Tang Cuo jumped on the tightrope without saying anything. After a few
shakes, he stabilized his body, and quickly stepped forward three steps.

The demon wolf snarled at him, but did not catch up.
Then the 9th and 11th who arrived rushed to see that they would be caught up by the
demon wolf. Seeing this situation, no matter whether the three seventy-one is on the
steel wire, let's talk about it. It's just that they didn't have the level of Tang Cuo. When
the wind blew, they were lying on the tightrope like quails.

The little devil was hovering in the air and was very sorry to broadcast, "No one is dead
yet. This year's players seem to have good luck, but unfortunately they don’t bite very
much, which is not in line with our Devil City. Minfeng. But the cable is not so easy to
walk. Have you seen the cute little bugs underneath? They will be very angry if they
can’t eat food, and then we will have an earthquake in Devil City, so for safety’s sake,
Who of you take the initiative to jump down?"

As the voice fell, all players muttered collectively.

Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes and looked at Meng Yufei again.

Meng Yufei couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily, "Am I hostile to you?! Jin Cheng
is your father, you have to help him every time?!"

Tang Cuo was not happy to hear him say, "You're so annoying."

Meng Yufei mentioned his throat in one breath, couldn't spit it out and couldn't swallow
it, and his face became pig liver color. But he was able to traverse the lower level for so
long, but it was not a person who would easily lose his mind, so he resisted in the end
and did not shoot.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo did not shoot either. They had no doubt that Meng Yufei would
pull everyone to be buried.

The scene was deadlocked, only a hundred meters away from the opposite bank, but
the wind blowing from the abyss was getting bigger and bigger, and the ropes were
swaying and making a bitter crunch.

Tang Cuo carefully observed everyone's reaction. In fact, the tightrope walker is not
difficult for people of his military background. If there is a pulley, he can directly hang on
it and slide over it without effort. But the players present did not seem to have such
equipment, nor had they ever done such training.

The little devil grinned strangely in the air, as if expecting something, and the monster
audiences on both sides of the strait stretched their necks one by one and roared loudly.

Suddenly, No. 9 stepped on the air, screaming and falling down.

The monster audience immediately cheered.

The next second, Eye No. 9 grabbed the wire rope and hung it on the wire rope.

The monster audience sighed again.

This fell together, so that everyone's heart followed. On the 9th, I tried to return to the
wire rope, but I couldn't help it, and the cold wind blew the wire rope coldly. If it was
hung like this, he would never hold it for ten minutes.

Looking back, the demon wolf stood staring at the shore.

No. 2 and No. 11 knew him, and they were mad at the sight, but one was too far away,
and the other was also standing on the wire rope, and he did not dare to act lightly.

At this moment, an arrow flew into the air and knocked the demon wolf down the slope.
The girl next door 9 also took the opportunity to throw him a piece of rope. The 9th
successfully escaped, and the 11th Devil Wolf was also resolved.

But probably the giant beneath the abyss couldn't wait any longer, and suddenly the
mountain shook under his feet, almost shaking back the 9 and 11 that had just climbed
up.

Tang Cuo was still standing on the tightrope. He looked down at the huge worm that
was banging against the big wall below, and then looked up at the red demon.

The little devil continued to seduce, "As long as one person jumps, everyone can pass."

Tang Cuo thought deeply, squinting and staring at Meng Yufei.

Stared by those black and white eyes, Meng Yufei giggled in his heart, and he thought
of something again, and suddenly looked back at Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng also stared at
him, even pulling the bow in his hand.

"You dare!" Meng Yufei's hair roots were raised, and the scimitar was out of the sheath.
"If you dare to start, I will dare to bring everyone here to be buried together!"

Jin Cheng pouted, really boring.

Tang Cuo also felt boring, and then looked away casually.

Turiu Meng Yufei was as excited as a two hundred five with a knife alone.

Meng Yufei's face was green, but he didn't dare to really make trouble here, so he had
to put away his knife again and suppress the temper that was about to explode.

Jin Cheng cracked the mechanical bow into two pieces again and came to the shore.
Without saying anything, he cut off the steel cable. The broken steel cable was caught
in his hand, and he tried to feel it. Then in the eyes of everyone in amazement, leap
forward.

"Brother!!!" Qian Wei scared his heart and almost jumped out.

At the next moment, the steel rope stretched straight, and in the strong wind, Jin
Cheng's body quickly swung across the abyss like a pendulum, until it reached the cliff.
The big bugs underneath thought it was time for extra meals, and all of them stretched
their necks and opened their mouths, wailing and feeding, but unexpectedly Jin Cheng
just passed over them.

"Bang!" He lifted his pedals on the cliff wall and bent his knees to relieve the force, but
still pushed the cliff wall out of a big hole. The gravel fell down, but Jin Cheng didn't
seem to be hurt at all. He started to climb up without any obstacles, his body was
strong, and his speed was extremely fast.
The big bugs were so disappointed that they started to bump into the big wall again, and
the players who hit the shore could hardly stand upside down, but Jin Cheng was still
climbing steadily.

"No. 4! Hurry, look at our little cute No. 4!" The little devil covered his mouth with
exaggeration, as if Mr. Crow possessed it for a moment, "What a fun thing it did again,
this is really me The most interesting gameplay I've ever seen! No. 4, please remember
No. 4, it's so cute!"

The monster spectators were also very excited. Whether they were visible or invisible,
they were crowded in front of the window and desperately probed, as if they would rush
out of it at any time.

"Aoao Aoao!"

"No 4……"

In an incomprehensible cheer and scream, Jin Cheng climbed across the bank in the
eyes of the crowd. He patted the dust on his trousers wisely, dropped the steel cable,
and urged Tangcuo.

Come?

Tang Cuo was expressionless. He thought that Jin Cheng’s cool operation was quite
cool, and it was fast and efficient, but it was just a little mad.

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 26:

Decisive victory over Devil City (3)
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Tang Cuo has always been fierce, and he has 98 health points.

He has an estimate in his heart that 6 points have improved his physical fitness, but it is
still far worse than Jin Chenglai. Players in the f zone are generally still mortal and can't
help but play.

Meng Yufei was afraid that he would unite with Jin Cheng to engage him after he
passed, and seeing Tang Cuo set off, he also followed the tightrope.

The two figures are in tandem. Meng Yufei was nervous all the way, holding the scimitar
firmly in one hand, but whenever Jin Cheng moved, he shot Tang Tang.

For the time being, the two sides are safe.

"Now we see that both No. 8 and No. 12 have already set off. They have walked
steadily. They have passed one third. Let us look forward to who will be the next brave
little cute?" The little devil flapped his wings , The unscrupulous gaze shuttled back and
forth among the remaining players, "Wow, No. 10 started, No. 5 and No. 7 are not to be
outdone, everyone remember to cheer them on!"

No. 5 and No. 7 are Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan, respectively. The two made up their
minds to hug their thighs, so they naturally followed the pace of their thighs. Jin Cheng's
method was also a little too reluctant for them, so he chose Tang Cuo's method-hanging
on the steel rope, hooking the steel rope with his feet, and quickly crawled over.

They have seen this method in film and television dramas, and have Tang Cuo to
demonstrate, but it is not difficult.

The **** the 10th was much more fierce. She chose Jin Cheng's method. When she was
about to hit the cliff, she suddenly slammed up and succeeded in gaining a cushion.
Although injured, the problem is not big.
The auspicious number 6 was prepared in the same way. When they arrived on the
other side, Tangcuo and Meng Yufei also arrived.

Jin Cheng took out a revolver and threw it to Tang Cuo, which is exactly the one he
used in "The Wind and Snow Return to the People". This apprentice hasn't had a
weapon yet, which is really miserable.

Tang Cuo took the gun and raised his hand to aim at Meng Yufei.

Meng Yufei's scalp tingled in an instant, but before he even started, he saw Jin Cheng
taking out the rope and tying one end to his waist and the other to the arrow, and his
bow was aimed at the abyss. He soon realized that Tang Cuo was acting as a security
guard for Jin Cheng, warning him not to make trouble.

Some of the rest of the players also had a less successful life, lying on the wire rope
and slowly moving towards this side, such as the timid No. 1.

Tang Cuo also discovered at this time that only No. 1 was a casual player. 2, 9, and 11
are together, and 3, 6, and 10 are a group, and the number 10 is the dominant one.

2, 9 and 11 looked at each other and also chose a more secure method. The three of
them are average in strength, a little stronger than No. 1, but not as good as Qian Wei
and Peng Mingfan. As a result, the speed is obviously slowed down, and the big bugs
under the abyss can't wait.

Meng Yufei did not want to wait.

"You want to wait for those cowards to continue, I don't want to waste time here." Meng
Yufei said as he stepped back, staring at Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng with both eyes.

He still remembers the mission requirements, but the final personal reward is linked to
the ranking of the game, and the ghosts only care about the garbage.

Tang Cuo did not shoot, and looked at Jin Cheng with inquiries.
At this moment, the big bugs in the abyss went crazy together, the ground shook
violently, and Qian Wei, who was about to arrive, missed and fell straight down.

Even No. 9 lying tightly on the wire rope slipped again.

Jin Cheng made a decisive decision and shot an arrow. The rope was dragged on the
bow and arrow, and the speed fell faster than people. He came to Qian Wei's side in an
instant. Qian Wei was also a clever man. He grabbed it and knocked on the cliff for
several times before finally stopping before turning into a ration.

He almost fainted with pain, and the palms holding the rope were all swollen with blood,
and the bones all over the body hurt. But he glanced down casually, and found that his
feet were about to swing into the mouth of others. The **** winds in the blood basin
made him irritated.

"Quick! Quickly pull me! Big Brother help!!!" Qian Wei shouted as he pedaled up, cold
hair all over his body, cold sweat.

The car No. 9 was still hanging on the wire rope, he also wanted to call for help, but his
mouth was full. Qian Wei was finally pulled up, and Jin Cheng only released his hand
and handed him a rope.

"Wow, this is really a scene of harmony and friendship, which is rare in our Castlevania."
The little devil continued his exaggerated tone, but he was full of sarcasm, "No. 8 has
reached the second level, now let Let’s focus on No. 8! The second hurdle is the test of
tacit understanding!"

"Can the number 8 stay ahead, the first to reach the finish line and get the highest
glory? Let us wait and see!"

After all, the little devil hummed and flew to the front. On both sides of the road are still
strangely shaped houses. The monster viewers in the windows are pointing at Tang Cuo
and others, and they seem not very satisfied with their performance.
But they really liked Jin Cheng again. Tang Cuo heard that the long list of babbling birds
were mixed with the words "No. 4" from time to time.

At this time, the players who climbed the ropes finally arrived, lying on the ground one
after another, gasping and loosing their strength. Jin Cheng was rescued twice on the
9th, just got up and wanted to say thank you, but he saw that Jin Cheng had received
the rope and turned and walked away.

Tang Cuo, Qian Wei, and Peng Mingfan were also with him. The **** the 10th thought a
little, and also interrupted the rest, catching up with her companion.

A group of people walked fast and walked across the corner.

A huge place like the ancient Roman Colosseum appeared in front of it. Various
monster audiences sat on the steps and were looking forward to their arrival.

"No. 8! The mischievous No. 8 did not complete the master's designated mission. Mrs.
Sally was going to be angry. What kind of punishment would she give No. 8 this time?"
The little devil happily flew up and down, "oh, Sally The lady took out her rolling pin. If
you hit it, you would scold it or love it. If you hit your pet with a rolling pin, it would hurt
your master’s heart."

I saw that in the Colosseum, a gigantic aunt who was two meters tall and wearing an
apron was waving a rolling pin and hit Meng Yufei in the head. Her skin is blue, and
there are countless creeping tentacles under the apron. There are more than a dozen,
making Meng Yufei nowhere to escape.

"Slap--" Meng Yufei was shot on the ground with a stick, spit out a blood, and was
picked up by the tentacles. Aunt Sally hugged him in her arms in a distressed manner,
perfectly implementing the tenet of "fighting is provocative and loving".

Qian Wei looked at the slimy look on Meng Yufei's body and almost didn't spit it out. The
reaction of the rest of the people was not too much. Those terrified eyes swept over the
other monsters in the field. It was difficult to persuade themselves how much these
monsters were.
The Colosseum is still divided into twelve tracks, 1 to 6 to the left, 7 to 12 to the right,
without interfering with each other. There is a monster standing on each runway, looking
at them lovingly. Tang Cuo saw his "master" at a glance, a giant black snake with claws.

Qian Wei is a giant rat covered with eyes.

Peng Mingfan is a centaur with a long horn on his head.

Jin Cheng was so powerful that he encountered a flying two-headed flaming bird. The
handsome curse, Huo Kou 80, may have cursed him alone.

Qian Wei was the most frightened. He looked at the mouse with blinking eyes and rolled
his eyes to faint. At the end, ask "Can I commit suicide?"

Peng Mingfan "can't."

"It seems that the rest of our players are here." The little demon refocused on them
again and held up the microphone. "Come on, your beloved master has been waiting for
a long time. Now start your big test of tacit understanding!"

When the voice fell, except for Meng Yufei, the other 11 tracks simultaneously popped
up a light screen, showing the test content. Tangcuo's piece said awesomely-cooking a
delicious dinner for Lord Black Devils.

He looked at other people again. Jin Cheng was arranged to play the fire circle with
Flame Bird. Peng Mingfan needed to scratch the back of the Centaur, and Qian Wei
was so powerful that the system let him wear sunglasses for his master.

Suddenly the white light flashed, and Qian Wei had a pair of giant sunglasses, but the
style of the sunglasses was very different from that of humans except for the large size
and the frame of the sunglasses.

He looked at the sunglasses and then looked at the giant rat covered with eyes. It was
unbelievable "Is it true that he has so many eyes and only two? Is the other a
decoration?"
However, Qian Wei looked at the 6th auspicious suit next to him to bathe Shi Shilang,
and he felt a lot more balanced at first.

At this time, Meng Yufei’s third test also began, and the light screen showed that Mrs.
Sally needed a trip, but she did not have a fitted skirt. In order not to hurt the beloved
host, please contestants sew a beautiful skirt for her!

There was also an old-fashioned sewing machine and a large basket of floral fabrics.

Meng Yufei was going crazy. Jin Cheng was happy when he was crazy. He waved his
hand amicably and turned his head to find the flame bird to play the fire circle. The
flamingo has two heads, one sprays the other and sprays a ring of fire. When stacked, it
is the Olympic rings.

While Jin Cheng was doing acrobatics, Tang Cuo stood in front of the stove and thought
about life.

He really only boiled instant noodles, but what about the pile of raw meat?

A big snake called the Black Devil swims over, and a claw-like hand is grilled on the
stove, and his tongue is intimately pointed at Tang Cuo. Tang Cuo had no doubt that if
he did not meet his appetite, he would immediately turn his face.

Should he simply poison him?

But many snakes are already poisoned, can they die if poisoned?

Tang Cuo sometimes couldn't control his thoughts, and he went back and forth for a
moment. It is impossible for him to evolve into a star chef in just a few minutes. He
simply put the whole piece of meat into a large iron pot, and then intuitively added all
the ingredients on the table, put water and fire. , Cover the lid.

perfect.

"Okay, Big Baby No. 12 has taken the lead to cover the lid. I don't know if the taste of
the dinner it made suits the taste of the Dark Lord? If you like it, you can give it a gift!"
The little devil flew from this track to that track, and the flowers and butterflies were
explained everywhere.

"No. 10 is also very fast. It is worthy of being the only female contestant in this
competition. The makeup it gave to Martha looks very pleasing to Martha. Look at this
gorgeous and masculine makeup, I think It will definitely set off a new wave in our Devil
City!"

Qian Wei couldn't help but look back at the beautiful words. I don’t know. I was taken
aback. The exaggerated purple eyeshadows and big red lips, as well as the smudge
technique comparable to the ink masters, made Qian Wei feel that his straight man was
better than her.

But the audience responded enthusiastically. Under the leadership of the little devil,
waves of cheers rushed toward No. 10, and even monsters threw gifts into her track.

"The first gift of this competition was born! Congratulations on the 10th!"

One had two, and she received three gifts on the 10th in just a few minutes. Although
she didn’t know what these gifts were for, she became more energetic, and the makeup
brush in her hand even smeared afterimages.

Qian Wei continued to make troubles, shaking his hands without knowing where to put
his sunglasses.

Mr. Giant Mouse was a little impatient, blinking faster than the flash, and at this moment,
two strange flavors flew from the right track-like the overnight rancid rice was put into
the pot again, The smell is still boiled, and there is a fragrance of **** inside.

Qian Wei, who is next door, is taking a shower, Qian Wei knows.

But where does another smell come from?

"No. 12! The terrifying dinner of the terrifying baby is out! The dark demon master
smells directly, and my god, it put the saliva of a thousand-faced spider in it, the smell of
ecstasy-my **** "The little devil shouted while covering his nose and retreating, but also
because Tangcuo is a warrior, he still stands in front of the stovetop.

"Slap!" A gift was thrown from the auditorium to track 12, and the gift-given spectator
stood proudly.

It was a tramp carrying a spider shell, no, maybe a spider with a tramp hidden in his
body.

Anyway, it’s all uncles who spend money.

Tang Cuo put the lid on the pot and nodded to the spider, bent down to pick up the
present, and saw it was a bundle of white spider silk. He tried it, the spider silk can be
put into the material column, it is estimated that it is a good thing.

Qian Wei looked at it from afar, thinking that he could take a gift when he was making a
dark dish, lay his heart across, find out the original eye position on the giant rat's face,
and tie the sunglasses.

"Test No. 5 failed, the master's favor is 0!" The little devil's voice suddenly sharpened,
and he flew over happily, standing on the head of the giant rat and said, "Mr. Babylon
looks extremely angry."

Babylon, the giant rat, is of course very angry, his eyes are clearly on his neck, but this
**** pet still can't remember. So he took off his sunglasses and shot two lasers in his
eyes, shooting Qian Wei from one end of the runway to the other, and then hit the
corner barrier and bounced back.

Qian Wei struggled to find out the therapeutic agent and gave it to himself. With tears
and blood, he cried with sincerity.

Three minutes later, the **** the 10th passed customs clearance for the first time,
followed by Jin Cheng, a folk acrobat performer. The fire resistance of 80 makes him
inevitably lose some health, but the acrobatics is very popular no matter which world it
is placed in, so he takes a lot of gifts while taking drugs.
For example, a man-eating flower, a scale, and a pile of broken copper spitting iron from
a monster's mouth.

The content of their second round of tacit test was quickly printed on the light screen.
And what about Tangcuo at this time? He sat cross-legged on his track 12 and did
nothing.

Because of his master, dizzy.

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Decisive victory over Devil City (4)
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Tang Cuo waited ten minutes, but the serpent had not yet awakened.

Peng Mingfan, No. 6 Geely suit and others have successively completed the test. The
tasks of back brushing and rubbing baths are no big thrills, but there is no reward.

Jin Cheng and the only female player, No. 10, were the most talked about players on
the field. Both of them encountered quiz questions.

Ask Jin Cheng, the first question, what is the favorite sport of Flame Bird Yorkshire?

a drill ring

b swimming in polar glaciers

c charcoal grilled elf

d play dodgeball

Three shorts and one long election are the longest, Jin Cheng chooses b. The answer is
wrong, chased by the flamingo and run.

The second question is, who is the first love of Lord Firebird?

a witch Joanna

b Miss Elizabeth

c elf bobo

d beetle knight

What did the elf do wrong, for a while it was first love, and for a while it was charcoal
grilled. Was it charcoal grilled because it was the first love that passed away? Jin
Cheng, an old bachelor, didn't understand very well, and chose d decisively.

Answering the error incorrectly, Jin Cheng was chased by the angry master again, but
as long as he ran fast enough, the flame would not burn his ass.

"Hahahahaha!" The little demon looked very happy and encouraged the audience to
watch the show together, but then he found another treasure, "Look at No.12! Our big
baby No.12, how is it?" It’s so empathetic, I even fed the Dark Lord himself dinner!"

Tang Cuo didn't want to wait, picked up the iron pan and pryed the serpent's mouth and
fell in. Grumbling, the strange smell drifted away again, smoking the audience.

The snake finally moved, the tail was straight, the snake rolled, and something seemed
to be surging in the body.

Tang Cuo threw away the iron pan and quickly backed away, backing ten meters away,
the snake spit out a lot of things. Food debris, scrap copper and rotten iron, all kinds of
things, have spread to the next track.

Frightened on the 11th and ran away.

The audience all looked away, looking at each other.

"Master Black Demon is awake!" The little demon also flapped his wings and flew far
away, until he became a small point in the sky, he covered his nose and continued to
broadcast. "Master Black Demon looks very angry, he is not at all." Love the taste of this
dinner. Okay, we see that the 12th has already run, he runs very fast but no, there is,
use! Hahahaha!"

Tang Cuo was bitten in the shoulder by the snake, and immediately felt that he was
green above his head. A look at the character panel shows the poisoning status and the
upper limit of health is reduced by 30.

"Huh." Tang Cuo expressed his dissatisfaction expressionlessly, turning his head to see
Jin Cheng in the distance standing calmly in the fire and drinking the medicine. Jin
Cheng has three wrong questions, and the entire track 4 has become a sea of ​fire,
which is inevitable.

At this time, there is more medicine than anyone else.

Soon, Tang Cuo saw his second test-Lord Black Devil is a knowledgeable potion
professor. Today he needs to prepare a transformation medicine, but his assistant is
temporarily sick. As his favorite pet, please ask the contestants to assist the Dark Lord
to complete the configuration.

Potions?

Tang Cuo looked at the stovetop changer test bench, medicine mortar, full set of test
tubes, crystal measuring cup, crucible, brush, everything. There are many materials on
the shelf next to the experimental platform, including unknown leaves, branches,
feathers, various types of ores, etc., which is quite a bit of medieval black magic.

Potion, no surprise, is a branch of the Yongyecheng professional system. Wen

Xiaoming's ability to independently develop pharmaceuticals may be related to potions.

Tangcuo was interested, and looked a lot more serious.

On the test stand, there is a recipe for transforming medicine. The snake's tail is
wrapped with an hourglass and placed on the ground. According to the flow rate, it can
last for about half an hour.

In other words, Tangcuo has half an hour to complete this test.

Half an hour later, other players may have gone to the third level, but no matter whether
Tang Cuo succeeds or not, he has obtained this recipe. Is there something wrong with
what is said?

Tang Cuo thought a little bit, and he no longer wasted time, pay close attention to
dispensing medicine. He did not know what the names of the medicinal materials on the
shelf corresponded to, so he could only judge by appearance and smell.

Five minutes later, "Bang!" The crucible emits black smoke, and the incompatible
semi-finished medicine explodes, exploding Tang Cuo's sleeves into a hole.

"Wow, No. 12 is really a brave big baby. Look at it and put Dragon Root and Xingsha
together. The face of Lord Black Devil is green. Everyone can guess what he will blow
up in the end. What about the second pot? There is no prize for guessing."

At this time, Meng Yufei was finally completed, showing Mrs. Sally the results of her
crazy stepping on the sewing machine-a floral rag bag with two ends running through it,
and there were more threads in the wind than the flowers on the bag.

Mrs. Sally didn't turn her face immediately, she put a rag bag on her body with good
temper, but the bag was xxxl, and she had to wear xxxxl.

"￥￥￥……￥!!!" Madam Sally became furious and insulted at Meng Yufei's chest, and
with the tentacle whipping, the sea spit star almost sprayed to Peng Mingfan next door.

Peng Mingfan recruited anyone.

Shizuo Lang on the left, octopus monster on the right, and the noble Centaur will also
play with him to throw the ball. If he can't catch it, the tossed ball becomes himself.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Tang Cuo still kept frying pan, his health value dropped
continuously from 70, 8 and 9 at a time, embarked on Jin Cheng's old road of taking
medicine and carrying injuries.

Jin Cheng ushered in the final test-guess who I am?

The flamingo Yorkshire has two heads, which are actually twin sisters. Jin Cheng as
their favorite pet, of course, score clearly which is the elder sister, which is the younger
sister.

There is only one chance to answer.

No intelligence, only luck.

Jin Cheng's luck is extremely extreme, either very good or bad. The situation is about
five or five, and he casually reported an answer, but he guessed right.

"Congratulations No. 4! The three-level test has been successful twice, and the master's
tacit understanding is as high as 60 or more. It is worthy of my ick's cute, let us give it a
warm applause!"

The first person to complete the test was Meng Yufei. Although he failed three times, he
survived. After passing it, he did not dare to stay any longer, glaring at Jin Cheng
angrily, and turned away.

But he had just walked out ten steps, and the congratulation of the little devil sounded.
He giggled in his heart and turned back suddenly, a long metal arrow enlarged in his
pupil.

"Jin, Cheng!" Meng Yufei rolled in awkwardness, marking a blood mark on his forehead.

"I warned you." Jin Cheng pointed at him with a bow. "If you dare to shoot again, I must
kill you."

Meng Yufei "I'm not killing you! What's the garbage in the low-level areas to do with you,
not to mention they didn't die at all!"
Jin Cheng "It's about your fart if they die."

Meng Yufei "You!"

The two met again. Although No. 4 and No. 8 are separated by a certain distance, they
cannot fight close, but Jin Cheng is an archer. Such a limitation is his advantage.

In addition, Meng Yufei had just been beaten by the octopus monster, and his condition
was not good.

The figures of the two quickly disappeared in the circular square.

This did not disturb Tang Cuo. He still dedicated himself to blowing up his crucible,
using the elimination method to confirm the name of each medicinal material, and kept
moving closer to the correct answer.

He took two primary potions with him. One had been drunk, and now one is left.

Soon, other players completed the tests one after another, and three of them failed to
pass pure hard resistance, such as Qian Wei. There were three lucky passes, such as
the **** the 10th. The rest of them failed more or less one or two times, and they were
adorned.

No. 3, No. 6 and No. 10 were discussed briefly and immediately followed Jin Cheng and
Meng Yufei. The overall strength of this group is higher than that of Qian Wei and Peng
Mingfan. It seems that they are going to compete for the final position.

2, 9, 11 also followed.

Originally Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan should have taken one step faster, but Peng
Mingfan glanced at Tangcuo and said, "We'll wait and go together."

Only Qian Wei, Peng Mingfan, Tang Cuo, and Unlucky Egg No. 1 were left on the court.
No. 1 has been mistaken twice, and the whole person curled up on the ground in pain,
coughing up when he was beaten by his master.
His third question was painted on the light screen. He didn’t dare to look with his bruised
eyes, and he desperately climbed to the next track, "Save me, save me! I beg you to
save me!"

"You stand up and answer!" Qian Weigang took a sigh of relief.

"I can't do it, can't do it!" No. 1's face was blood and tears, "I was originally pulled to do
a mandatory task, I can't help you, save me!"

Mandatory tasks.

Hearing this word, Tang Cuo couldn't help turning around.

Zhang Xing once said that players who do not actively do tasks in Yongye City will
trigger mandatory tasks, limited to one month. All mandatory missions are dead for a
lifetime, perhaps not referring to how horrible the mission itself is, but for players who
are pulled into mandatory missions, the difficulty of the mission exceeds his ability.

No wonder this No. 1 has no teammates.

"Oh, it seems that No. 1 can't hold it anymore. The test of this level is to complete the
designated actions according to the master's instructions. If you don't get up, the master
will be angry. The entire Devil City knows the temper of Lord Seves. Not so good, can
our poor No. 1 bear his anger?" The little devil doesn't seem to like No. 1, and is still
fanning the flames.

Seves is a standard demon, with red eyes, long horns, and a burly figure.

No. 1 was terrified when he looked at him, and he knew nothing but escape.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me..." Seeing no one on the 1st came to rescue
him, he collapsed more and stumbled from the ground and turned to run.

But his procrastination has angered the devil Seves, raising his huge feet like he
stepped on.
On the occasion of a sudden attack, Tang Cuo suddenly raised the revolver, "Bang!"

There was a shot and the bullet hit Seves' ankle.

Then there was another gunshot, and Peng Mingfan, the master of human body
strokes, also hit Seves' calf and scratched his skin. Serves paused a little, and No. 1
rolled away in place.

"!" Seves was furious, and the audience was restless.

"The contestants of this year are really too friendly, not at all in line with the spirit of our
Devil City. I would like to remind you little cute, you will not get gifts like this."

Responding to the little devil, Tang Cuo's expressionless second shot.

Sevez's skin is thick and rough, and few shots can't cause him any substantial damage.
He can't hit Tang Cuo, so he throws his anger on No. 1 and stamps him harder.

Qian Wei looked terrified, but he had no ability to attack at a distance, so he could only
watch. What surprised him most was that Tangcuo shot in one hand while the other
hand was still putting medicinal materials into the crucible.

"Bang!" The crucible exploded with the gun.

Tang Cuo freed his hand and held the gun in his hands. But the distance was too far,
and the bullets were limited. Tangcuo could only shoot at a critical moment. No. 1
escaped panic, unable to cooperate effectively, and still failed to escape the fate of
being trampled on.

"Ahhhh!" Sevez's big foot directly crushed one of his arms, and the punishment was
over.

Qian Wei was stunned by the scream, and he made several copies, but he still couldn't
get used to this kind of scene. Peng Mingfan pushed his glasses. His expression was
still calm, but he turned his head.
Tang Cuo didn't speak, put away the gun and immediately began to dispense, at this
time there was still seven minutes before the end of the time limit.

The little devil is in a better mood again. "What will happen to the disobedient baby on
the 12th? You must hurry up. You are the last one."

Tang Cuo didn't raise his head, but his hand moved a little faster. I saw him picking up
the medicinal materials and putting them into the crucible without looking at them. It
wasn't until he finally picked up a bottle of Xingsha and poured it in, that his face did not
appear dignified.

But he did not hesitate.

3g Xingsha, just a little bit, the colorful sand sprinkled into the crucible with black
bubbles, and instantly reacted with the liquid medicine.

The black faded quickly, the same color as the sand. Tang Cuo kept stirring and stirring
according to the requirements of the formula, and the gorgeous color continued to fade
until it became transparent.

But just when he thought he was going to succeed, the crucible exploded again.

What went wrong?

This is the little demon seems to hear the movement in the distance, and his face shows
surprise, "It seems that something funny happened in front of me, the little devil does
not accompany you these cranes! See you at the third level!"

After all, the little demon flew forward and disappeared after a while.

The monster spectators booed and seemed to be urging Tang Cuo to hurry up. They
didn't like to watch such a grinning game.

Tang Cuo resumed dispensing.

Still the same operation, the same result, there are three minutes before the end of the
time limit. Tang Cuo frowned, knowing that he was unworthy of medicine, and without
that talent, he simply kicked the hourglass.

"His--" The Dark Devil spit the snake letter to send a dangerous signal, but he hadn't
acted yet, a hand suddenly reached his mouth.

Tangcuo "Quick bite."

The Black Devils froze, Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan also froze.

Tang Cuo's Sao operation is not over yet.

After being bitten for the second time, Tang Cuo's upper limit of health was reduced by
20 again, 10 less than the first poisoning, and dropped to 50. The light screen quickly
brushed off his third test, which is exactly the same as Jin Cheng's unanswered
question and answer.

Tang Cuo did not look at the options, all three questions were blindly selected c, one
correct and two wrong.

The dark devil was stunned, and he was hurried to take a third bite.

The whole process took a total of four minutes for Tangcuo, and the upper limit of his
health dropped to 40, and he returned to before liberation. Tang Cuo raised his
eyebrows and then greeted Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan, "Go."

The end is a resolute.

The two recovered, and finally caught up with the pace of the big brother, but saw the
big brother suddenly stopped.

Tang Cuo stooped to pick up an object from the ground. It was a ring with green
embroidered on it. The layers of green embroidered layers overlapped the original
appearance of the ring. This thing was obviously spit out by the Dark Demon during the
first test. Tang Cuo didn't want to pick it up, but just when he accidentally kicked it, a
familiar bell sounded in his ear.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for triggering the hidden mission "The Country of the
Moon". This mission is a serial mission. You can choose single or team mode. Please
decide whether to enter immediately?"

Tang Cuo thought a little, and chose No. As soon as his thoughts moved, the sound of
the announcement disappeared immediately, and the rusty ring lay quietly in his palm,
as if never before.

"Brother Tang, what's wrong?" Qian Wei yelled on the 5th track, it seems that they didn't
hear the announcement.

"It's okay." Tang Cuo put away the ring without saying anything.

No. 1 was still on the ground, humming painfully. Qian Wei called him twice, reminding
him to leave as soon as possible, and he didn't move. The two sides were separated by
a few tracks, and Qian Wei couldn't stop to wait for him, gritted his teeth and turned
away.

Five minutes later, the three set foot on a wide avenue full of monster bodies. These
monsters are similar in appearance, with pointed noses and ears, skin is blue-black,
very small, with a knife in his hand, a bit like the little monster Goblin who often appears
in online games.

The number of dead Goblins on this avenue is extremely large, and the more they go
forward, the denser is everywhere. And most importantly, there are no restrictions
between tracks.

Qian Wei finally ran to Tang Cuo, his voice tight, "Are these killed by the players in
front?"
Peng Mingfan "It is estimated that we have to be fast."

The three no longer spoke much and rushed forward at full speed. Tang Cuo looked
back again at this time. At the end of the road, where they came from, the dead mobs
stood up swaying again.

"Speed ​up." Tang Cuo sneered.

The mobs are refreshed.

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After rushing for more than ten minutes, Tang Cuo and his three finally caught up with
the big army.

The first thing that came into their ears was still the voice of the little devil, "Wow, wow,
look at our number 4, it's really awesome! Look at this muscular posture, look at this
fierce Trick, we rarely have such a great pet in the Devil City, and its blood uniformity is
very pure! No. 8 is also good, don’t be discouraged, you must climb up and bite back,
you can!"

Meng Yufei is still resisting.

One of his arms was wounded, and there were wounds on his back and legs. He
gasped in a big mouth, and he was extremely embarrassed. Jin Cheng struck with an
arrow, he quickly flashed into the pile of mobs, let the mobs of mobs cover himself.

He closed his eyes, and his head was filled with the situation that Jin Cheng was sent to
prison a few times, and this time, it was true life and death. He can't die, even if he
really wants to die, he must never die in Jin Cheng's hands.

The mobs screamed and rushed towards Jin Cheng. Their single lethality was not
strong, but their victory was huge. Looking around, the end of the road is densely
covered with mobs, and if you kill one, a large group will flood.

Players can hardly stand on the road and will be surrounded by mobs if they are not
careful. At this time, the rocket launcher on the 6th Geely suit became a weapon for
killing monsters.

"Boom--" Once bombarded, there was no need to aim at all, and the mob fell.

His teammate No. 3 picked up the leak next to him and saw which one fell to the ground
before he died. The **** the 10th is much more sturdy. Her ability is a common fire
ability. One fireball after another hits the outside, and the efficiency of killing monsters is
also very high.

2, 9 and 11 are not as good as the three of them. Until Tangcuo arrived.

"The mobs behind are starting to refresh!" Qian Dawei shouted.

The rest of the players were stunned, the mobs in the front had not been killed, and the
end point did not know where, the mobs that had just been killed in the back were
refreshed again?

Siege before and after, how can this be played.

"Speed ​up!" The response of the No. 10 girl is exactly the same as Tang Cuo. If the
mobs in the back are going to kill, then they can only move forward at full speed.
If you don’t move forward, you will die. Even if you are not killed by mobs, you will be
killed.

Everyone speeds up killing monsters.

Tang Cuo fell behind. He had only one gun, and there was only one bullet left in the
gun. Naturally, he would not succeed. At this time, his weapon was a big knife dropped
by Goblin picked from the ground. Although one knife was unhappy, it was better than
nothing.

Compared with the predicament of the front and back attack, his thoughts went a bit off,
and suddenly he remembered Meng Yufei's sword intention and Qian Wei's sword spirit.
Zhang Xing once said that masters have their own abilities, and small shrimp like him
can only rely on props like cards.

But Tangcuo has not yet started.

He doesn't have any powers, and he doesn't know how to do magic, not to mention the
sword intention and sword spirit, and he doesn't have fart. So what are the trigger
conditions? Is there any cheats you need to get, or do you learn art with nc?

Thinking about it, Tangcuo tackled a little monster again and took a step back.

Jin Cheng in front danced on the mob's head, jumped from here to there, turned around
and flicked like a maiden, and the mob fell.

Jin Cheng's arrows are very strong in breaking defense and lethality. A little monster
can't stop it. It can't penetrate one. The arrow's cast is unabated. The mobs are so
dense, so Jin Cheng's arrow can often kill two to three mobs.

The two or three mobs knocked down one or two when they fell to the ground, the
number is extremely impressive.

Meng Yufei seized every opportunity to escape.

"Zheng——" Jin Cheng made a move, and the powerful sonic attack caused the mobs
to be overwhelmed. Meng Yufei also staggered at the foot and spit out blood.

He immediately turned back, "Clang!"

The scimitar looked obliquely at Jin Cheng's arrow. This time, he failed to cut it.

Meng Yufei was almost out of force, his face covered with sweat mixed with blood, and
his eyes hurt. Throwing the last ball of lightning hard, Meng Yufei glanced at the
opportunity and fled backwards.

Although he was forced to a dead end, his brain was still awake.

It's impossible to rush forward. The finish line doesn't know where it is at all, and so
many small monsters will inevitably slow down his speed and consume his physical
strength. It is a matter of minutes for Jin Cheng to catch up.

Better to retreat.

Meng Yufei didn't believe so many players, all were Jin Cheng's helpers. Isn't Jin Cheng
love the **** to help the weak? Isn't he great? So many players are lumped together, but
we have to see how he does it.

The rest of the players saw Meng Yufei suddenly retreat, and really did not stop. They
didn't know Meng Yufei nor Jin Cheng at all, so they wouldn't rashly act.

Qian Wei hesitated, and it was this hesitation that made him almost face Meng Yufei's
blade.

Shari suddenly flew out a knife and stopped Meng Yufei again. Meng Yufei turned his
head to look at it, and it was Tang Cuo, the abominable number 12.

Tang Cuo threw a knife, picked another knife, stabbed a Goblin, and looked up and
asked, "Do you want to take the hostage?"

The voice fell, and the rest of the players were alert.
Tang Cuo broke Meng Yufei's mind in one sentence and crossed him to the opposite of
each player, which made Meng Yufei angry. He didn't say anything to Tang Cuocuo, if
today he couldn't escape, at least he would have to pull his back.

"Be careful!" Qian Wei hurried to stop.

Tang Cuo's movements were not slow. He was particularly aware of the tail of the crane.
He grabbed a Goblin and sent it to Meng Yufei's blade.

Meng Yufei was so jealous that he didn't talk about it. In the next moment, a little
monster came flying head-on. He had no time to think about it, and then he beheaded
with another knife.

"￥!" It wasn't Goblin's sharp screams, but cursing sounds.

Meng Yufei's knife paused, and when he looked closely, he realized that this is the
Goblin mob and the monster audience in Devil City! It was the abominable No. 12 that
was pulled from the window!

Suddenly, the entire Devil City crowd was filled with passion. The sound of waves
rushing up the middle of the road to the middle road shocked all players in a trance, and
their brains almost exploded.

The monster spectator dragged out by Tang Cuo was not chopped to death, but
angered and madly flew towards Meng Yufei. The blood basin bit his arm with a big bite
and bit a piece of meat straight.

"Player 8 is crazy, it actually shot at the adults of our Devil City, contrary to its principle
of being a pet! God, what a shocking and sad scene this is!" The little devil flapped his
wings Flying over, anxious and corrupted, there was no lack of gloating.

The words turned, "The move of No. 12 baby is also very intriguing, let's see what it
wants to do?"

Tang Cuo didn't want to do anything, he just moved.

Jin Cheng can testify that there is great uncertainty in Tang Cuo's spiritual movement,
whether life or death is all in one thought. He is a little bastard, and also a smart ghost.

In the end, Meng Yufei killed the monster spectator, and did nothing, and although the
momentum on both sides of the road was huge, none of them really rushed down and
hit people.

But at this moment, Meng Yufei's anger towards Tang Cuo instantly exceeded Jin
Cheng.

It was at this time that a small group of monsters bombarded by a rocket bombarded by
No. 6 Geely suddenly raised a small green pixel square and stopped about five or six
meters from the ground.

Tang Cuo, Qian Wei, and Peng Mingfan are unknown, so the rest of them seem to know
what it is. On the 3rd, they rushed by an arrow, leaped hard against the wall, and hit the
small square with their bodies.

The small square shattered instantaneously, turning into scattered light spots, and the
word "20" flashed on the top of No. 3's head.

"Super Mario!" Qian Wei vomited with wide eyes.

Peng Mingfan quickly understood how to play this game. The endless track, the dense
mobs, and the refresh time limit of about 1520 minutes mobs determine the difficulty of
this road. The mission requires that at least three hours survive, they spent almost an
hour in the first two levels, and the remaining two hours will be spent in the third level.

Special mobs are hidden in the mobs, killing them will trigger small pixel blocks. These
small cubes can make up blood, or whatever, to ensure the endurance of the player.

They killed them all the way on the 3rd, which should have been triggered several
times.
As the scimitar arrived, Tangcuo evaded, and at the same time quickly picked up two
knives from the ground and turned to block. The double knives staggered, holding Meng
Yufei's scimitar, and Meng Yufei pressed hard, but couldn't move.

Tang Cuo is good at melee, and his fighting skills are handed over by Jin Cheng, and he
has few rivals in the same age group. Lifting the knife slightly, Tang Cuo kicked Meng
Yufei's stomach.

The mobs swarmed at this time.

Tangcuo entered the mobs in a wrong step, learned from Meng Yufei, and used the
mobs to cover himself. Meng Yufei stared at him, his original idea was to take hostages,
but Tangcuo's strength exceeded his expectations.

This is simply another Jin Cheng.

At this moment, the figures of Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng almost overlapped, making
Meng Yufei feel a trace of fear. He quickly switched targets and turned towards Peng
Mingfan to kill.

Peng Mingfan's ability is strange.

As a gunman, his marksmanship was terrible, and his fighting ability was not good, but
when Meng Yufei's knife was about to cut him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the tip of
the knife suddenly stopped.

Peng Mingfan immediately rolled away.

Meng Yufei ate deflated one after another, and his look was extremely ugly. Looking
back at Jin Cheng, he didn't come to chase himself at all, but rushed to the front to kill.

The entire player team began to advance at full speed.

Did Jin Cheng never take him seriously, or did he believe that these players could hold
him back?
Meng Yufei couldn't bear it anymore and opened directly. The tip of the knife condensed
a whirlwind, and he gritted his teeth with a round knife, and the blade of the knife
suddenly grew to two meters, attacking the surroundings without any difference.

This trick is called spin cut.

"Hide!" Tang Cuo decided to drink.

Qian Wei, Peng Mingfan and others were also stunned and rushed to the side. Unlucky
egg No. 9 was unlucky enough to be cut like wheat with the surrounding mobs, except
that he was the player in the end. The knife only cut a hole in his waist, and did not
directly deprive him of his ability to move.

"Fuck!" He could not help cursing, but he dared not fight back.

Meng Yufei at this moment is too terrible.

A small red pixel square rose again in the mobs, and Meng Yufei quickly stepped
forward to take it. In an instant, the blade of the scimitar was as red as blood.

Tang Cuo frowned. Was the red small square boosting the war value? He acted
decisively, "Go forward!"

Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan have reached the point where they are destined to obey.
They will rush forward without getting up, and no matter how many little monsters there
are in front of them.

At the time of the forward rush, Jin Cheng quickly retreated, and the two sides
completed the exchange in the blink of an eye.

"Eh!" Jin Cheng was killed with an arrow, and his eyes swept across Tang Cuo,
"retreat."

Tang Cuo retreated.

Jin Cheng was like a figure, dismantling his longbow into a double knife, chasing Meng
Yufei and knocking him back dozens of steps. The battlefield of the two quickly moved
away from the big troops, and the "bang bang" handshake continued to sound.

At this moment, the refreshed mobs finally came from behind.

Jin Cheng stared at him again, and cut it on Meng Yufei's knife again, and the two
wrestled with each other. The next second, Jin Cheng suddenly rushed forward,
ignoring all the resistance of Meng Yufei, pushing him like a shell into a small group of
monsters.

"Poof." Meng Yufei spurted the old blood on the knife. How could he forget that Jin
Cheng's instantaneous explosive power was almost unsolvable. It was so sudden to
give you a look, the steel plate also penetrated you.

Meng Yufei could almost clearly hear the sound of broken ribs, and his entire back was
heavily hit on the ground. In addition to Jin Cheng, it was a little strange knife in the field
of vision.

When it was said that sooner or later, Meng Yufei's palm suddenly appeared like a
gadget.

Jin Cheng quickly withdrew, but it was too late.

"Boom--" The aftermath of the explosion overturned the corner of his clothes, and the
debris and debris blasted through his thighs, even a itch in his throat.

There was smoke and dust.

Jin Cheng wiped a trace of blood from his face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and
suddenly a wind blew through his ears.

Meng Yufei's knife came from the wind.

Jin Cheng ducked sideways and stepped back two times, daring not easily touch the
crazy sword intention. Meng Yufei was really mad, and he was chopped with chaos and
various props appeared one after another.

The rest of the players did not dare to approach, and Qian Wei was even more
shocked, not knowing where he came from so many things. Even if the players in the f
zone copy the world, I am afraid they can’t save so much?

Tang Cuo doesn't know how many people Meng Yufei killed and how many things he
robbed, but this situation can be seen.

"What's your means? Do you want to fight me to the end like this?" Meng Yufei covered
her heart and stared at Jin Cheng angrily.

The two were surrounded by floating corpses, and neither of them deliberately killed the
mobs again, but under such fierce competition, no mobs could hold it.

Jin Cheng didn't speak, he had already said that, don't beep when fighting.

But Meng Yufei was not reconciled and gritted his teeth. "I don't understand."

Why do you have to kill me?

Those **** will die, and I could have lived to the end.

"Wow!" Jin Cheng shot an arrow on his wrist, Meng Yufei's knife fell to the ground, and
one arm was completely scrapped. However, Jin Cheng didn't give him a breathing
time, one arrow after another.

The mobs took advantage of the opportunity to swarm up, Meng Yufei left and right, and
finally ran out of available props.

But he still failed to block Jin Cheng's footsteps.

At the last blow, Jin Cheng strode forward and stabbed.

The moment the blood spewed, Meng Yufei fell to the ground, leaving only the pale sky
of the Devil City in front of him. Jin Cheng held the knife firmly, and a few drops of blood
spattered on his cold face.

Only then did he have the leisure to tell him "They are weaker than you, you kill them, it
is your reason. Then I am stronger than you, I kill you, heaven, scripture, earth,
righteousness."

The whole Devil City was filled with passion and the mountains were calling for tsunami.

"The most exciting Devil's scene appeared! Our Devil City game should look like this!"
Little Devil's throat burst into blue muscles "No. 4, remember No. 4! Please give it the
warmest cheers for it, No. 4 absolute candidate!"

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 29:

Decisive victory over Devil City (6)
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Meng Yufei died.

In the deafening cheers, one gift after another was dropped, and even the audience
directly dropped the small pixel squares, green, red, and blue.

The rest of the players looked itchy and unbearable, but no one dared to step forward.
"Don't distract yourself." Peng Mingfan and Qian Wei back to back, reminded. Qian Wei
hurried back to his mind, while marveling at the brilliance of the big brother, while
continuing to fight the mobs, there were envy, but he did not dare to be jealous.

This is true of Qian Wei and other people. The entire stadium suddenly became silent,
and only the little devil continued to chatter excitedly, looking at Jin Cheng’s eyes as he
looked at rare treasures.

No. 10 and others were subconsciously far away from Jin Cheng.

Tangcuo was a little further away from him.

Jin Cheng sometimes doesn't really know what the apprentice is thinking, "What are you
hiding from?"

Tangcuo "followed the stream."

Jin Cheng "You come to me."

Tangcuo "Oh."

Jin Cheng was smirked by him, and he solved a few mobs coming over, pointing at
something on the ground and letting him pick it up. Tang Cuo didn't care and asked, "Is
there anything that can detoxify?"

Jin Cheng "Are you poisoned?"

Tang Cuo "health limit dropped to 40."

Jin Cheng "Are you mad at me?"

Tang Cuo wasn't intentional. It was this broken game. It was just like this. But there was
really nothing in the pile of things that could detoxify, so Jin Cheng took out an antidote
to him.

This medicine was sold at the official pharmacy of Yongye City for 3 points, but Tang
Cuo was not willing to buy it.
After drinking the medicine, Tang Cuo's upper limit of health was slowly restored, and he
also picked up things honestly. Jin Cheng took the green and red squares himself and
gave the blue one to Tang Cuo, which added defense value.

As for the things on the ground, the two did not take a closer look, picked up everything
they could pick up, turned around and killed the little monster.

At this time, eight players such as Qian Wei were still advancing ahead, and Jin Cheng
and Tang Cuo stayed behind. Tang Cuo does not have a big attack on the range, so he
is mainly responsible for picking up leaks.

Picking up leaks is also a technical task. How to stop all the fish in the net without
disturbing teammates will test his flexibility and the tacit understanding of the two.

The team continued to advance.

For half an hour, Qian Wei and others played without any worries.

But the endless killing of monsters makes everyone tired.

"When is this head..." No. 9 panted, looking at the road and the mobs of mobs with no
end in sight, his scalp tingling.

The **** the 10th once again offered a paper boat-like prop, trying to fly over with her
teammates. There are no flight restrictions here, but as soon as the three of them
boarded the ship and took off, they attracted all the hatred of the mobs. The Goblins
glowed with red eyes, throwing knives at the spaceship. Throwing the knife is not
enough. They piled up the Luohan in a swarm and piled up like a hill to desperately pull
the spaceship.

It crashed in less than three minutes and was falling into the mobs.

Qian Wei looked at the scene that seemed to be submerged by the tide, and cold sweat
oozed from his back. When the trio of No. 10 was killed from the mobs, they did not die
and took off their skins. Their combat power was greatly reduced.
"What should I do?" Qian Wei looked at Peng Mingfan, "Do you want to use that?"

Peng Mingfan's condition is slightly worse than him, but his expression is calm, "Wait."

Ten minutes later, the speed of the team's advancement was visibly slowed.

At this time, three hours from the task, and the last 45 minutes.

The No. 6 Geely suit was carrying a rocket launcher, his hands were shaking, and the
frequency of firing was gradually decreasing. "No, the energy is not enough!"

A green square rose again in the mob, and the **** the 10th picked it up, and turned
back, "There is no way to rest here, just hold it again!"

"Everyone seems to be approaching the limit." The little devil looked down and admired
the disoriented faces with satisfaction, lengthening his tone and saying, "How long will it
take to reach the end? Guess if I will?" Tell you? Hahaha, I won’t tell you!”

"Keep killing!"

"let's hit!"

"The devil city's pets must have the sharpest minions and the fiercest posture. Only by
sticking to the last can you get a rich reward! It deserves the warmest applause!"

"Everyone." The little demon flies high again, "let's look forward to it together!"

The audience is boiling, the more excited they are, the more excited the mobs are.
Those crimson eyes stared at the players, rushing towards them more frantically.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo rushed forward at this time to complete the exchange with the
rest of the players. In this way, the one rushing to the front becomes the two of them.

Jin Cheng is full of bowstrings and has a rare solemn expression.

"Zheng——" The sound of the piano resounded, bringing a tragic and sorrowful gloom.
The moment the bowstring cuts the finger, the blood drops and the sound wave is
amplified again.

It was a surging attack like a sea wave.

Suddenly, the mobs were turned upside down, clearing more than ten meters of open
space. And because there were mobs constantly coming in front, those who were
attacked by sound waves and crashed together still piled up into a wall.

The mobs screamed, and red blood flowed down the wall. Tang Cuo quickly overcame
the wall and killed him, holding a knife in each hand, and the knife fell in his hand.

Jin Cheng also followed, but he didn't stay much, he killed alone, and then he did the
same.

Walls of little monsters erected from side to side, sometimes like a small earthen bag,
the dead were pressed and alive, the front was blocking the back, the hordes of mobs
were divided, and then Tangcuo was quickly harvested.

Qian Wei's mouth became o-shaped.

Peng Mingfan was also frightened, but he was always more suffocated, snapping Qian
Wei's shoulder, "Don't be dazed, there is still behind!"

The rest of the people also awakened. The monsters behind were cleared up by Jin
Cheng and Tang Cuo, but as the monsters were continuously resurrected, the killing
could not be completed. Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo's rapid inspiration inspired them, and
the momentum just fell has picked up.

"Kill ah!" No. 6 started to cheer herself up, and the rocket artillery turned off, so she
could only get on herself.

At this time, there are three hours before the last 28 minutes, the end point is unknown.
The monster spectators watched hard, and gifts and small cubes were dropped, but
most of them were useless goods. Players are desperately fighting mobs, and they
have to work hard to distinguish gifts, one head is two big.

Peng Mingfan finally picked up a useful thing, or a basket of black coal **** that could
not see the specific material. The **** the 10th is a fire power, and just before the
ignition star is on it, the coal ball exploded.

"There are explosives! Come and help!"

As soon as everyone heard the explosives and explosives came their spirits, they
gathered together and used this basket of explosives and explosives as a line of
defense to throw wildly into the mobs.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The Goblins who came from behind were constantly flying off, defending the line, but
the smell was not good. Qian Wei's face was green, and he couldn't help but say, "Will
this monster be shit?"

The girl at number 10 "shut up."

Qian Wei shut up. He felt that he might be naturally guilty of violating women.

Tang Cuo in front of him also sacrificed props, which he picked out from the wave of
gifts he had just picked up-an ink card, shooting stars.

Tangcuo held the card in **** and stood on his chest. As soon as the thoughts moved,
the card suddenly lit up, and the falling stars fell like rain, dragging the dazzling tail light
into the small monster group, killing countless.

This is the method of use that Tang Cuo observed after Meng Yufei shot-the card can
be activated without being thrown.

Of course, Meng Yufei's shot is more sophisticated, with a wave of skill to launch, the
launch time is almost negligible, and almost no one sees where that card is.
The cards of Yongye City are consumables, but the number of uses is different. When
Tangcuo got the tarot card, he only used it once, which was directly felt when his finger
touched the card.

The spherical lightnings that Meng Yufei got from Cheng Ke were used more times, but
their initial value was several times, and Tang Cuo did not know.

This time the ink card meteor swell, the number of uses is 3

Good steel is to be used on the blade, Tang Cuo puts his cards away and kills Jin
Cheng again.

The players behind succeeded in winning a breathing opportunity for themselves with a
basket of "explosives". After eating a few pixel cubes, they regrouped and continued to
advance.

At this point there is a three-hour base goal, and the last 13 minutes.

No. 9 can't hold it anymore. He slipped twice on the tightrope link, and he used too
much strength, and his strength was not strong. This one-and-a-half hour non-stop
daemon not only consumed a lot of his physical strength, but also made him injured.

Healing potions and small cubes can suspend his health. It is not only his body but also
his will that can be frequently injured. Mental fatigue is often irreversible.

"Boom." Number 9 fell.

As his teammates, No. 2 and No. 11 quickly came over to pull him, which only
prevented him from being surrounded by mobs. The two of them hurriedly dragged No.
9 behind them, and their spirits were already strained to the limit.

"Brother hold on, it's about to arrive!" The 6th auspicious suit passing by was also
exhausting like a dead dog. It was better to cheer them than to cheer them on.

Everyone gasped, sweat slipped down his cheeks, and the wound hurt.
Tang Cuo's temples were also wet with sweat, holding the knife in both hands, breathing
a little, his eyes still cold. He was thinking about the question, "The end point hasn't
appeared yet. Will it end in three hours?"

Jin Cheng "Maybe not."

Tang Cuo's lips tightened and he stopped talking.

Jin Cheng looked at the player behind him and said, "The trigger condition for customs
clearance may be that someone has reached the end point."

A major feature of Yongye City-customs clearance always depends on guessing.

"Are you going?" Tang Cuo raised an eyebrow.

"You don't want to go with me?" Jin Cheng also raised an eyebrow. "If you haven't
cleared the customs in three hours, those in the back may collapse."

Tang Cuo kept moving in his hands, chopping down a few mobs one after another, and
didn't care, "You are faster by yourself."

Jin Cheng smiled, "This is also true."

The fighting mode of Yongye City is not the same as in reality. At Tangcuo’s current
level, I am afraid that Jin Cheng will be dragged behind. Neither of them are nonsense
lovers, nor the "youjuiju" greasy and crooked set. Once there is a decision, the figures
are staggered.

Jin Cheng moved at full speed and no longer wanted to open the way for those in the
back. The speed was naturally much faster. Tang Cuo retreated a little later and merged
with Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan.

"Brother, where is he going?" Qian Wei was slightly anxious.

"The finish line." Tang Cuo said concisely and glanced at the rest of the people, saying,
"It's not always possible to pass the customs after three hours. There will be a reward at
the finish line. You can do it yourself."

After finishing the language, whatever the other people say, Tangcuo no longer cares.

The **** the 10th looked pensive and consciously glanced at Tang Cuo while dare to
blame. After a few minutes, she finally decided to fight for the finish line. She has
always been very hard. Although the two companions hesitated, they still took some
props to her, covered her and escorted her away.

No. 2 was anxious, "What should we do if they are all gone!"

No. 3 is also very anxious, but No. 10 is his teammate. Of course he said, "What can I
do? Keep playing! If you have the ability, you can compete for the ranking!"

Between the speeches, another wave of mobs rushed over. Several people beat and
hid, and without two combat powers, the fight became more and more difficult. Tang
Cuo's score clearly shows that these people are not strong enough, and they consume
too much. I'm afraid they can't continue to charge forward, and they can only seek
stability.

On the 2nd, No. 2 gnawed at the mud and saw two little monsters, Qi Qi, quickly went to
block it, and opened a big gap in his arm. He screamed in pain, trembling out of the
treatment potion and drinking it. The injury was not good, and the mob came again.

"I'm going to **** you!" No. 2 kicked his leg, but he accidentally kicked the monster to
No. 3.

"What do you mean?" No. 3 instantly angered.

The unkillable mobs stopped the infighting that almost broke out.

The 6th auspicious suit hurried to the two to separate them. At this time, the infighting
was obviously extremely irrational, hurting others. But everyone's spirit has reached the
limit, and at this moment, the little demon above his head began to laugh again, the
laughter was sharp and harsh.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha is finally going to fight? I like to watch this kind of dog bite dog
play, the audience of Devil City, do you like it!"

"Aoao Aoao!"

"￥￥!"

He responded to the mountain tsunami.

Five minutes away from the three-hour base goal.

Tang Cuo was not interested in peacemaking. He raised his hand and meteorite blasted
away a piece of pure land, and turned to ask Peng Mingfan, "Can I still fight?"

Peng Mingfan gasped for a few seconds before answering affirmatively, "Can play, but
can last up to twenty minutes. We still have a group attack."

twenty minutes.

At Jin Cheng's speed, maybe enough.

Tang Cuofei swept across both sides and said, "If you can't hold it, go to the window to
hide."

Qian Wei looked at the crowd of monsters crowded in the window, and his heart was
stunned, "Can this work?"

Tang Cuo "try."

Qian Wei gritted his teeth, "OK, try it!"

Who is not a warrior yet!

The final struggle kicked off. In five minutes, long or short, everyone waited for the
familiar bell to ring with a heart-but no.

Five minutes passed, nothing.

"When will it take us to fight?!" No. 2 is about to collapse. No. 9 has fallen out once
more than he got in. He sat on the ground for a long time and didn't get up.

Qian Wei just listened to the sound, and was almost hit by the mob. When Tangcuo's
words sounded, he jumped into the window beside the road.

The monster viewers didn't expect the stubbornness at all, and they were squeezed out
by him, and there was uproar. Qian Wei himself was cold and sweaty, unsure, afraid of
being beaten.

He couldn't understand the grunting language. The hairless and hairless touch was also
very strange. He squeezed inwards with fear, while blowing hair on the top of his head,
chanting inwardly.

A monster reached out to him, and he was a shocking spirit, and the ghosts held him in
a dilemma, shaking vigorously up and down, "Hello, hello! Long time no see!"

"Lying Groove??" No.6 Geely was shocked. What surprised him even more was that the
monster viewers in the window didn't really shoot Qian Wei.

Okay brother!

No. 6 followed and squeezed into the window. No. 2, No. 11 and others followed suit.

The little devil was anxious. "How can you do this? This is illegal and not good! The
competition is not over yet. How can you be so ridiculous?"

No one ignored him.

The little demon pointed his finger at Tang Cuo again, "No. 12!!!"
Tang Cuo hung on the window edge more than three meters above the ground. He tried
harder and jumped into the group of small monsters in front of him. A small monster
kicked and kicked, learning Jin Cheng to dance on the shoulder of the small monster.

Jumping and jumping, he jumped on the window sill again.

A crowd of monster viewers was blocked behind him, and the scene was very chaotic.
The little demon continued to go crazy, "No. 12!!! You come down to me! Come down!"

The reason why Tangcuo is so bold is valid.

He had tried twice before, once holding a monster's long nose and swinging, and once
gave Meng Yufei as a shield. After two trials, the monster in the window did not run
away.

Even if the second one was killed by Meng Yufei, it caused no waves.

"No. 12!!!" The little demon was so angry that he would not shout anything except No.
12.

At the same time, several kilometers away.

Jin Cheng finally saw the end of the legend, but at the moment he saw it, he appeared
strange-because he returned to the Colosseum at the second level.

No. 1 was still lying on the track like a dead dog, just like Tang Cuo left, but he saw Jin
Cheng who had returned. At that moment he thought that Jin Cheng was here to rescue
him, and finally he ignited a lifetime of hope, struggling to get up from the ground.

Jin Cheng did not look at him, he stepped into the Colosseum, and suddenly found that
there was no obstruction to the track at this time. In other words, he can go to any track.

So where is the end?

Is the third hurdle going back?

When thinking about it, a light screen suddenly popped up above the Colosseum, and at
the same time a hollow pet toy ball with a bell inside fell down and rolled into the track.

"Jingle Bell."

"Start the championship battle, and the player who picks up the ball will win!"

The little demon seemed to hurried over, and the figure "boom" appeared in the air,
eagerly reading the rules of the game on the light screen. When he was finished, he
gave Jin Cheng a glance, leaving Jin Cheng's second monk puzzled.

Is this a distant relative of Mr. Crow? How to say love means love, if you say no, then
you will not love again.

"You obedient pets deserve to go to hell!" The little devil flapped his wings, and finally
recovered his arrogant posture.

Jin Cheng's mouth suddenly showed a bit of playfulness, disobedient? Was that little
**** dead again?

No. 1 was stunned, because the toy ball was rolling, and it rolled to a place that was
only five meters away from him-victory, within easy reach.

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 30:

Decisive victory over Devil City (7)
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In an instant, countless thoughts flashed in No. 1's heart.

When the announcement sounded, he knew that Jin Cheng had not come back to save
him. Disappointment breeds bad thoughts, and his courage returns to his chest. He
showed a terrible appearance and rushed to the toy ball regardless of everything.

The victory is his!

Why can't he win once!

But when his hand was about to touch the toy ball, a metal arrow flew into the sky, and
one arrow pierced into the hollow of the toy ball, nailing it firmly to the ground.

The strong wind cut No. 1's finger.

"You'd better not move." Jin Cheng warned in good faith.

But he was still on the sidelines and had not come. No. 1 stumbled up, leaving only the
toy ball in his eyes. He could not see or hear anything. He just wanted to take the ball.

He reached out again, with an unprecedented desire for victory in his eyes.

It’s one step short, maybe he’ll be over! The rewards of this copy must be very
generous, if he can get those rewards, he must also become as powerful as other
people-

"Bang!" Jin Cheng kicked his delusion.

No. 1 fell heavily on the ground, coughing painfully while covering her heart, but those
eyes were still staring at the toy ball, begging for help. Then he stared at Jin Cheng with
crimson eyes, "Why don't you let me take it?! You are so powerful, why don't you help
me, why... As long as you are willing to help me, how can I become so miserable?!"

"Huh. You don't help yourself, why should I help you?" Jin Cheng looked at him coldly,
ten to ten villains. But he remembered that he had just saved No. 1 in front of the steel
cable. He felt a little bit of a face, and his mood was even more unbelievable.
No. 1 seemed to be torn off the last layer of shame cloth, opened his mouth to speak
loudly, but blood was stuck in his throat, and his face became pig liver color. Jin Cheng
stunned him with a knife, and was neat.

Bent over to pull out the arrow, and the toy ball was picked up on the arrow. Jin Cheng
didn't touch it, and turned back and smiled and asked the number 10 who arrived at the
back foot, "Are you going to try it? I can give you a chance, fair and just."

Number 10 stared closely at the toy ball, but his expression was quite dreadful. She
wanted to step forward a few times and boldly, but looking at Jin Cheng's smiling face,
she finally retreated.

"No, you arrive first, that's yours," she said.

The little devil finally couldn't help but say, "Really don't take it? There is a big prize in
the game. In Devil City, as long as you dare, nothing is impossible. Do you know what
kind of pet is the most popular? But Devil City, the devil hates peace the most!"

But the more he said this, the more determined the attitude of No. 10 was, and even
took a step back. The little devil was so angry that he looked at people with his nostrils,
but he couldn't intervene, he could only do it.

"I'll take it then." Jin Cheng also simply reached out and took the toy ball off the arrow.
The moment he took it off, the familiar broadcast sounded from Devil City.

"Ding!"

"The Seventy-second Devil City Pet Contest has ended successfully. Congratulations to
all the players on successfully completing the mission "Decisive Devil City"!"

"Now start to settle rewards."

All players raised their heads together, and Tang Cuo jumped from the window sill,
looking forward. The crowd of little monsters began to retreat, like the tide when they
came.
The joy of the rest of the life after the robbery is like tide, washing the hearts of the
players.

""Decisive Devil City", the difficulty is medium, the number of players participating is
twelve, the survival is eleven, the rating is a, and the character points are 14."

"The maximum health of all players is permanently increased by 10."

"For the rest of the individual rewards, please check the system panel yourself."

"Welcome back to Yongye City!"

The copy ends and the familiar darkness covers the eyes. And after all the remaining
eleven players have sent out copies, the familiar system sounds again on the track of
the third level of Devil City.

"The player was detected carrying Mr. Crow's feathers, triggering the resurrection
condition."

Yongye City, East Cross Street, District F.

Tang Cuo opened the system panel and checked the harvest. The 14 points won are
not in a hurry for the time being, Tang Cuo's mind is all about personal rewards.

A total of 9 small squares popped up this time.

Transformation Potion Recipe

Classification skills

Ordinary quality

Description Can be transformed into any species for 30 minutes.

Skywalking·Elementary

Classification skills
Ordinary quality

Description 1 second stagnation and 1 minute cooldown.

Meteor

Classification skills

High quality

Describe the series of cards "Poetry Li Bai" No.12. Can stimulate the skill meteor fall, to
attack the enemy within a range of 5 meters, for 5 seconds.

The reward grids of the three skill categories, and the pharmacy formulas were brought
out. Tang Cuosi wondered if he could learn and sell them. The specific effect of the air
walk has to be tested in actual combat, and what makes him most curious is the card
"Meteor Satsuta", which is actually a deck.

Meteor sway, from Li Bai's "Xia Ke Xing"?

Tang Cuo's education is not high, but he still knows a lot about the famous Li Bai.

Keep reading.

Spider silk

Classified material

High quality

Describe the spider silk of a thousand-faced spider. The clothes made of it are difficult
to pierce, but remember not to use it for hanging.

A rag

Classified material

Quality trash
Describe the kitchen rags Mrs. Sally discarded.

Bronze dagger

Classified weapon

Quality trash

Describe a rusty dagger.

Goblin Broadsword

Classified weapon

Ordinary quality

Describe the average knife.

python

Classified weapon

High quality

Describe the revolver. Fixed magazine, with 7 bullets inside. Automatically refill one
bullet every five minutes when the magazine is empty, until the magazine is full.

nightingale

Classified weapon

Quality Legend

State bound

Describe the ring of Mr. Lancelot, the most popular bard in the whole continent. It is
rumored that when it is bathed in moonlight, you can hear the most beautiful song in the
world. Engraving skill "moonlight tide", cooling time 24 hours (available after repair is
completed).

The python is the revolver that Jin Cheng used to defend Tang Cuo. Nightingale is the
ring Tang Tang picked up in the second pass. This ring triggered the hidden mission
"Moon Hidden Land", but it was unexpectedly a legendary item.

But what should I do to fix it?

Tang Cuo thought, walked to the window and looked down. It was found that there was
a large wave of people downstairs. There was a pile here and a pile there. There was
some undercurrent surging under the calm surface.

"It seems that something else happened here during the three or four hours when we
were away."

Jin Cheng's voice came from the next door, Tang Cuo turned his head to see him, and
he still squatted on the window sill like when he reunited. Tang Cuo asked, "What
should I say?"

Jin Cheng "Meng Yufei knocked out Cheng Ke with a single stroke. With Cheng Ke's
cautiousness, he could not be released from prison for a while, then he would definitely
not let An Ning stay in Area f. When they leave, Area f will definitely Reshuffle again."

Tang Cuo has seen from the stack of information given by Jin Cheng that Cheng Ke is
indeed an extremely cautious person seeking stability. In fact, he could be promoted to
the e zone two months ago, but he didn't drag, and he desperately saved up equipment
to improve his strength.

Who could think of dragging himself to death?

"How often is such a shuffle?" Tang Cuo thought about it.

"Up to three months." Jin Cheng jumped into Tangcuofang. "F area is the place with the
highest elimination rate. There are people coming and going constantly. The high
elimination rate brings high mobility, and most newcomers can't survive the first three
times. A copy, and the powerful people will definitely go up. Today, a force has just
risen, and it may die half tomorrow, and then go halfway. The crash speed is too fast,
and the last ones that can survive are the elite teams. The fewer people, the more Easy
to maintain."

Tang Cuoming made it clear, "So you let Chi Yan suppress the range on East Cross
Street?"

This is roughly called concept conversion, replacing the gang concept with the concept
of area.

The kitchen knife gang belongs to someone's kitchen knife gang, it must have a leader.
But East Cross Street is the player's East Cross Street. The core of maintaining stability
is rules and regulations.

A gang may collapse in minutes, but East Cross Street will not, as long as the rules that
belong to East Cross Street can stand.

The most important thing is to ensure that Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo will not be held
back by any so-called gangs and keep their distance. Although Jin Cheng also had
teammates such as Wen Xiaoming and Lilith, he was essentially the same as Tang Cuo
and did not like to gather together.

Thinking this way, he quipped, "I talked to Chi Yan that day, you didn't take it at all, didn't
you all listen in?"

Tang Cuo thought I wanted you to control.

Jin Cheng shrugged and continued, "Brother Chi is a little talented, but he is still too
tender and may not be able to hold back. Now the area f is reshuffled, and you may
reach down and touch the fish in muddy water."

"Advanced Zone?"
"Yongye City is weak and strong. Do you know what the f zone is in the eyes of most
people in the high-level zone? It is a leek that everyone can cut."

"Do you want to play against them?"

"No, obviously they want to hit me."

"I forgot to ask, you said that Meng Yufei would kill someone to get some points, how
many points would you get from killing someone?"

"Half without dots."

It depends on luck to kill some people. If a person adds or uses up all the points, and
there is no point left on the account, he will get nothing.

Which fish is the fattest in Area F today-Jin Cheng.

Tang Cuo looked at him intently, but he moved a little.

Jin Cheng scolded him as a **** in his heart every day, bullying his teachers and
destroying his ancestors, and committing crimes. However, Tang Cuo's speed of
changing the topic is also absolute. "The system reward just said that the upper limit of
the life of all players is permanently increased by ten points. Is the upper limit of
everyone's health different?"

"Of course, this is linked to your force value."

Tang Cuo's current force value is only six points, crispy skin and thin blood.

Jin Cheng leaned his arms against the window and smiled and asked, "Do you want to
know how much I have?"

Tang Cuo was silent, he didn't want to be hit at all.

Jin Cheng "Yongye City has three strengths: force, intelligence, and charm. Force
determines the thickness and physical quality of your blood bar, and intelligence
determines your mental strength. Adding points can focus on the difference between a
warrior and a wizard."

"What about charm?"

"Improve nc favorability, it is easier to get a copy of the clue. Of course, the most
important thing is that it can be rejuvenated."

"Rejuvenation?"

"Don't you see the old man after seeing Yongye City?"

The elderly are not without, there are many people over the age of 60, even if the rating
is not high, but they are a little bit. Sixty years old is a watershed, as long as you live
sixty, you can get a relatively large number of points.

Jin Cheng "A senior player who can be promoted to the advanced zone must be terrible.
He not only has strong strength, but also far exceeds the life experience and city palace
of young people. Even if he is holding a young man's face."

After hearing this, Tangcuo couldn't help thinking of the old man he met on the square.
Thinking about this, he asked again, "What about babies? How do you distinguish
between those who died shortly after birth and those who already have mobility and
basic cognitive abilities?"

Jin Cheng "Children are pure and innocent, most of them will directly enter the Qingye
process, and the period of the Qingye is very short. Only a few special cases will be
sent to the Yongye City. Give you an advice from the instructor, in Never look down
upon the elderly and children in Yongye City."

Tang Cuoshen agreed.

So far, he probably understood the operation mode of Yongye City. It looks ruthless and
ruthless, but it also reveals a ridiculous justice. The later additions give all the
possibilities to everyone, and everything revolves around a sentence-survival is justice.
Turning around and pouring a glass of water, Tang Cuo stopped thinking, took out the
ring, and said, "I triggered a hidden mission."

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 31: Twelve

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As for hidden missions, Jin Cheng is no stranger as a high-end player who has been in
the middle of Yongye City for three years, but he has encountered serial missions for
the first time.

"Hidden missions are generally single." Jin Cheng played with the ring and said, "The
country of Yueyin, Lancelot, the most popular bard in the whole continent, sounds like
an independent and complete world. But I’ve never heard of related content, I’m afraid
no one has encountered it before, or someone has done it, but it’s a long time ago.”

Tang Cuo "How to fix it?"

Jin Cheng tilted his head and thought for a while, "I asked Wen Xiaoming to try, if he
can't, then go to the black hat. This serial hidden task is hard to come by, harder than
winning the lottery, so just leave it here What a pity."

The most important thing is that the reward for the hidden task is very rich, even if there
is only one, it may be the best that can not be encountered in ordinary copies, such as
Jin Cheng's bow. Although the ring can enter the copy without repairing, but the thing
that triggers the mission must be the key item. The key item is not repaired, and the
copy may not be easy to fight.

Jin Cheng took the ring and said, "You need to use the revolver first and wait for you to
find a suitable weapon before changing it."

Tang Cuo nodded, and suddenly thought of another point, "This time the difficulty of the
copy is medium. Did Mr. Crow not come to trouble?"

Jin Cheng also feels strange, but Mr. Raven’s secret is not something that these players
can spy on. There is no pattern in whether he appears or not.

The two no longer talked much, Tang Cuo still did not ask Jin Cheng about his reward.
Jin Cheng went to contact Wen Xiaoming and he rested in the room.

Although the copy of "Decisive Devil City" passes quickly, it consumes too much. These
three or four hours of non-stop hitting down, Tangcuo's hypoglycemia is guilty.

After taking a shower, Tangcuo fell asleep on the bed without drying his hair. This sleep
was eight and a half hours.

Eight and a half hours later, East Cross Street was surprisingly quiet. Tang Cuo was a
little unaccustomed for a while, and it happened that someone knocked on the door, and
Chi Yan came to give him hot and sour powder takeaway.

"Brother said that you should almost wake up, so let me come and call you." Chi Yan
finally took off his green dinosaur pajamas and put on a grass-green casual dress. He
seemed to have an unusual attachment to green.

"Where is he?"

"central area."

No need to ask Tang Coo carefully, Chi Yan just talked about what happened in the past
ten hours after they put them into the copy like a bamboo tube pours beans, "Sister
Anning has gone through the prison, their name is called Cheng Ke’s elder brother
asked them to continue to go to Area E as originally planned. As soon as Meng Yufei
died, they didn’t need to stay here. As a result, Area F became chaotic after they left.”

This situation is not worse than Jin Cheng's expected score, but this time the chaos is
greater than the chaos between the old and new players on the East Cross Street.

Chi Yan said, "They beat very hard, and they sent dozens of people to jail in one fell
swoop. They were wounded for a long time, and it's not over yet. Compared with them,
our little **** babies spit each other."

What happened in this short period of more than ten hours is equivalent to a shocking
re-education for the new players on East Cross Street and Chi Yan. Those who were
clamoring for revenge on the old players suddenly had no fart, and when they saw it,
they wished to make a detour.

After experiencing the lucky turntable, Chi Yan watched the turmoil in the f-zone all the
way, and Jin Cheng's popularized a lot of the rules of the Yongye City, and the entire
world of faith almost collapsed. But the young man's worries came and went quickly,
and he turned his head and took the line with An Ning again.

"Sister Anning said that she can take me to the copy after the e-zone. The first copy is
more difficult to beat.

You are really a social ghost.

Tang Cuo looked at the alarm clock and the night that would never change outside. He
didn't want to care what time it was now. He wiped his mouth and asked, "What's wrong
with the central area?"

Chi Yan shook his head honestly, "I don't know."

Tang Cuo stopped asking, repackaged the sour and spicy powder box, and went out
with Chi Yan. Before going out, the little bell at the door suddenly rang.

"Ding."
"You have a courier, please pay attention to check."

express delivery?

Tang Cuo hadn’t responded yet, and Chi Yan was happy. “Express, my brother has
burnt something for you. My parents burned this suit for me. I just went to get it this
morning. How about it? , Looks good? Look at these shoes on my feet, aj limited
edition!"

What Chi Yan did not say is that when he went to get the express today, he saw that pile
of things and cried like a fool.

Only then did he really feel that he was dead. He was separated from his parents
forever, and he could never imagine what kind of mood his parents were holding when
they burned them.

Tang Cuo just remembered that there is such a setting in Yongye City. The delivery
point seems to be located in the central area. Calculating the time, he and Chi Yan had
been dead for almost seven days.

He didn't speak.

Chi Yan shut his mouth consciously only when he was sad, but Tang Cuo was just
thinking about who was paying homage to him. Thinking for a long time, there is no
answer.

From East Cross Street to the central area, you need to wear the original area, but this
area is now extremely uneven, so Chi Yan proposed to take a detour.

When he was bloody, he was really bloody, and when he should be, he was also true
blood.

In the central area, Tangcuo did not rush to find Jin Cheng, and walked slowly to the
express delivery point. The express delivery point of Yongye City is a store with a
classic style and Chinese decoration style. It is written on a large plaque at the
door-Yongye Logistics.

There is also a line of English fonts below, aradiseexress

Entering the store, the layout inside is very earthy.

The forty-square-meter store is like a large warehouse. The shelves are filled with all
kinds of things, from all kinds of electronic products to melon and fruit dishes. There is
even a row of Maserati, Rolls Royce, A series of luxury sports cars such as
Lamborghini. But the most conspicuous thing is the money. Stacks of banknotes and
gold ingots piled up on the hill are piled on the shelves. There are no safes and no
protective measures, which are eye-catching.

"Do you want to pick it up?" The clerk was an old man in his seventies or eighties,
carrying an enamel tea cup and dangling from the counter. His eyes were turbid and
white, like ghosts.

Tang Cuo asked, "How to get it?"

The old man "declared the number and deducted a point for the courier fee."

Tang Cuo turned around and wanted to leave. Chi Yan grabbed him, "Brother, where
are you going?"

Tang Cuo "I have no parents."

Chi Yan "..."

Tang Cuo "has no brothers or sisters."

Chi Yan "..."

Tang Cuo "There are not many friends."

Chi Yan "..."

Tang Cuo "Maybe it was the enemy who sent me explosive and medicine packages."

Chi Yan, "Brother, don't say that, I will give you this point, OK? I'm out!"

Tang Cuo certainly can't let Chi Yan give him this point, he just properly expressed his
dissatisfaction with express charges. In 9102, the courier should be paid by the sender,
not the payment.

Everyone is dead and have to pay the courier fee, this broken shop will sooner or later
close.

After some frustration, the old man handed Tang Cuo a file bag.

Tang Cuo looked at the thin paper bag, and then at the piles of money and gold ingots
on the shelf, and wanted to take his point back. But he didn't do that, and there was a
Chi Yan beside him, he couldn't teach bad kids.

Open the file bag, inside is a letter, light pink stationery, a white daisy fell out. There are
only two words on the letter-thank you.

Tang Cuo looked at the letter, stunned for a few seconds, and calmly put away.

Chi Yan scratched his head and was very curious, but he didn't lean in and looked at it,
and tried to hold back, but he suffocated. Tang Cuo let him hold back, stuffed the letter
into his pocket, and walked ahead.

Jin Cheng is in the izakaya in the central area. This shop also sells Lanzhou ramen. The
less authentic izakaya sells less authentic Lanzhou ramen, so there is very little
business.

When Tang Cuo opened the curtain and walked in, Jin Cheng was making fun of her
boss. The proprietress is a beautiful woman with hairpins in her hair and fine lines in the
corners of her eyes. She put on makeup, but her hands were very clean, and her nails
were neatly trimmed.
Jin Cheng was sitting in front of the bar. The lady-in-law stood to pour wine for him. She
didn't know what to say. The lady-in-law gave him a sideways glance. That's when she
found out that there was a guest again, and Xiao Yingying greeted, "Student, what do
you drink?"

Tang Cuo "I am looking for someone."

Jin Cheng turned around and saw his expressionless face, "Who is irritating you again?"

Tang Cuo did not answer, and sat down in front of the bar, separated from Jin Cheng by
two places. Chi Yan scratched his head and did not dare to sit between the two elder
brothers. He asked Jin Cheng and sat down next door to Tang Cuo.

The lady boss reminisced, and lifted her chin towards Jin Cheng, making a full of
ridicule, "This is the one you said?"

"Isn't it." I don't know what my temper is.

Jin Cheng looked at these two vacant places like heaven and earth and couldn't help
laughing.

Tang Cuo was very calm. He had just eaten hot and sour powder, and now he is not
very hungry, so he only placed a symbolic tempura and plum wine. Chi Yan screamed
that this one wanted to eat and that one wanted to eat, holding the menu so tangled,
and finally ordered a Lanzhou ramen.

He wanted to drink, but was rejected by the lady boss.

"Children, don't learn those men who are covered with stinky problems. Your sister
invites you to drink plum soup."

Chi Yan is also easy to pass. A cup of sour plum soup makes him forget the wine,
holding the glass in a small sip, and wandering his eyes back and forth between
Tangcuo and Jin Cheng. He felt that the atmosphere was a bit off, but he couldn't say
there was anything wrong.
Jin Cheng looked at them with his chin on his back, "Did you see anything on the road?"

Tang Cuo "?"

"Someone can't hold back anymore." Jin Cheng said lightly, "I am vaguely seeing the
shadows of several people in the wave of people I shot in area f."

"Someone came down from the high-end zone?" Tang Cuo asked.

"No, it's equipment."

"You mean, among those who are fighting, someone has a level of equipment that
exceeds the standard of zone f?"

"B" Jin Cheng snapped his fingers. Why is Tang Cuo so angry, Jin Cheng still likes to
take him because he never needs to talk more.

Jin Cheng is a good teacher, but he always thinks that others have poor
comprehension, he has a bad temper and is impatient.

He poured himself a small cup of wine again, and while playing with the peanuts on the
plate, he said, "Sometimes, a new face suddenly appeared in Area f, with powerful
equipment, and the original situation was completely destroyed. East Cross Street will
not move, but if this shuffle is earlier than expected, it will not move."

Tang Cuo didn't understand.

Although Jin Cheng's temper is easy to offend people, his popularity is actually not bad,
and the Qiu family did not go everywhere. Today's situation is more like the reason why
those people have to deal with Jin Cheng, and even hesitate to upset the area f.

Jin Cheng swept Tang Cuo's frown and smiled, "Remember that song?"

When Chi Yan heard the word "song", he conditioned, "That song of crow and sheep?"

"Hmm." Jin Cheng glanced at the other guests in the izakaya, and continued, "Yongye
City has a very special item called the twelve movements. The movement is printed with
the sheet music of "Songs of Gods, Lambs, and Crows." It’s just a thin piece of paper
that doesn’t have any other effect, but it can—make rules.”

What does it mean to make rules? When Chi Yan's cerebellar melon seeds thought, his
eyes widened.

Tang Cuo immediately asked, "Have you?"

Jin Cheng raised a finger, "A total of twelve movements, I have one of them."

No wonder, so many people want to shoot Jin Cheng, Tang Cuo understands
everything.

When Jin Cheng was in Zone A, he had his own teammates, and all of them played
high-end copies. They were powerful, and those people might have to endure, but Jin
Cheng once fell back to Zone F, giving them too many opportunities to start.

Whether it is to contain him with ordinary players in the f zone, or to destroy in the copy,
it is a feasible method. In different areas of Yongye City, you can’t set the task together,
and the players in the high-level area can go to the low-level area, and the low-level
area can’t go to the high-level area without authorization. This ensures that Jin Cheng
can’t find them even if he is angry. .

The twelve movements are too attractive. This is something that others can’t get even if
they can’t get it.

Tang Cuo suddenly thought of a question "Yong Ye City has existed for so long, don't
anyone else get the movement?"

The words fell, not only Chi Yan, but the other guests in the izakaya also had their ears
raised. The proprietress seemed to have known for a long time, and continued to fry the
tempura slowly.
"Of course, but once the holder of the movement enters the Qing Dynasty procedure or
rebirth, the rules established by the movement will be broken. The movement will also
reappear in the copy."

No one knows how long Yong Ye City has existed and how many times the twelve
movements have appeared. In the records left by the unclear predecessors, some rely
on the movement to bring light, some sprinkle the darkness, and others try to subvert
the rule of Yongye City.

In Jin Cheng's view, the twelve movements are more like small toys that the gods
occasionally drop.

"At present, only three copies are known, one is used, one is in the hands of the black
hat, and one is in my hands.

Tang Cuo asked, "Why don't you use it?"

Jin Cheng pushed the dish with peanuts in front of him, "Because the time is not up."

After hearing the words, Tang Cuo looked at the dish. The peanuts are full and full of
grains, which are listed on the plate as a smiley face. The most annoying thing is that
these peanuts have been peeled off the red skin.

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The guests of the izakaya left successively, leaving only Tang Cuo, Jin Cheng and Chi
Yan.

The lady boss served Tang Cuo with tempura and glared at Jin Cheng. "You look at you
and drive away all my guests."

Jin Cheng shrugged, "Maybe people think you have bad craftsmanship."

"Today the price of food has risen, and we have doubled the money."

"Huh."

Jin Cheng finally paid a price for his mouth. If he dare to say nothing, the boss's sushi
knife might be stuck in his head.

For the first time, Chi Yan saw the big guy eating deflated, and felt very new. When he
got out of the izakaya, he could not wait to ask Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng gave him a look,
"You have no chance."

"I don't mean that!"

"Oh."

Jin Cheng finally told a gossip for them, because he felt that if he didn't say it, his
innocence would be unsustainable. What happened to Tang Cuo's little bastard's eyes?

"The boss lady used to be a lover in a black hat, but they have broken up. You can't
start before her face. The gossip of Yongye City can only be seen if you have life."

Chi Yan touched his neck and felt that if he didn't touch these two big brothers, he
wouldn't hear gossip of this level. And after watching these days, he deeply felt that his
strength was too low. It's like a low-level trumpet that keeps tapping, even in online
games, sooner or later, let alone in Yongye City.

He was tangled, Jin Cheng said first, "You go back to East Cross Street first, so that
everyone who wants to live will not come out."
Chi Yan, "Ah?"

Jin Cheng "You are too weak."

Chi Yan "嘤."

Chi Yan cried, and the green scene was once very refreshing, but he was still very
obedient, let him go, not much nonsense.

Tang Cuo waited for him to leave before asking Jin Cheng, "Did you deliberately tell the
twelve movements in front of other guests?"

Jin Cheng "The events of the twelve movements are not secrets among high-end
players, they should know everything. But for ordinary players, it is a bit difficult."

Tang Cuo "Do you want to use it in area f?"

"Nothing can hide you."

"Overwhelming."

Jin Cheng put his hands in the pockets of his overalls and walked slowly to the f-zone.
His expression was scattered but when he looked carefully, he concealed a rare
solemnity. "I got the eleventh movement. The smaller the effect, the smaller the rule can
cover. The legendary number one is called the Golden Movement, which is said to
affect the entire Yongye City, but no one has seen it until now."

Tang Cuo listened, and the more he thought, the more he felt that Jin Cheng had been
fined back to the f zone, which might be his intention.

In front, is the area where Cheng Ke was originally located, and is also the most chaotic
place in area f today. This time Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng did not detour any more,
walked generously, and wrote four words from head to toe-Niubi Boom.

Who can't notice them?

Everyone noticed.
"The twelve movements are the items that fall when you die, so you have to follow me.
If I hang, you can still pick them up." Jin Cheng said.

"Will they continue to kill me?" Tang Cuo said.

"To die together."

"I reject."

The two walked and chatted so slowly. They walked and stopped at the street station.
They just watched and didn't do anything. Secretly, I don’t know how many eyes are
staring at them. The two groups of people just in front of me are cautiously stopping
because of their arrival. It is not embarrassing.

Jin Cheng is not satisfied "Why don't you fight?"

Tangcuo "You scared them."

They sat down at the station, Jin Cheng tilted Erlang's legs, and Tang Cuo began to
study the fare. The public transportation system of Yongye City is very unique. There
are all kinds of transportation from bicycles to trams to magic trains, but I haven’t seen
one in half a day, and the charges are extremely high.

Suddenly he remembered the courier points of those luxury sports cars, wondering if he
could drive them.

The people in front did not fight in the end, and the whole street where Tang Cuo and
Jin Cheng were caught fell into a strange peace. The two waited for a while, and an old
Shanghai-style tram Dingdongding drove over.

The tramman was a small, flat-headed man in uniform, and he was stunned when he
saw them. He didn't seem to expect anyone to ride in the car at this time.

"How much is it to East Cross?"

"Two hundred thousand, or one quarter."

It was so dark that Tangcuo was too lazy to talk to him. Jin Cheng was very wealthy,
and he directly paid the two people's money and walked to the car.

But as he stepped into the door with one foot, an attack suddenly fell from the sky. Jin
Cheng quickly evaded, leaned back against the carriage, and looked up in a certain
direction.

Tang Cuo's eyes lightly condensed, "Sniper."

"Go." Jin Cheng took Tang Cuo's arm and the two quickly hid in the car. Yu Guang
swept across the trammen, Jin Cheng said with a cold voice, "Drive."

The tramman responded. Probably he encountered such a scene for the first time in so
many years, and there was a little excitement between his looks.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong—" The tram started again.

Tang Cuo opened the car window, and the evening breeze blew in, with a bit of ****
smell mixed in it. The streets of Heishi were silent, and street lamps elongated the
shadow of the tram, like a long monster.

"Bang!" The second shot came and was coming in through the hole in the window,
cutting off half of the seat. Tang Cuo looked at the burnt black cross-section and
guessed that there was some kind of force attached to the bullet.

Just like Jin Cheng's arrow.

"Did you see where he was?" Jin Cheng asked.

"Changed position." Tang Cuo used to do sniper training with Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng was
a sniper and he was an observer. At this time, he did not have a telescope, but Jin
Cheng took up the bow.

The bow is a bit like a sniper rifle or a missile.

"Can you do location attacks?"

"Positioning arrows are expensive."

It means that it is a bit worthless to use here.

Tang Cuo asked casually. At this time, the sniper hiding in the dark shot a third shot, of
course, he still missed. Jin Cheng was not very satisfied, "Just arrange one to kill me?
Which **** is so dying?"

He walked from the front to the back of the car, glanced around, and saw a gramophone
behind the last seat in the back of the car. He put down the stylus with great interest,
and the singing voice flowed out with the slow rotation of the record.

"The south wind is cool,

The nightingale sang softly,

The flowers under the moon are all in dreams,

Only incense that night,

The fragrance is revealed..."

"Ye Lai Xiang", Teresa Teng.

Tang Cuo glanced at him-are you sick?

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows-isn't this good?

Tang Cuo didn't want to talk to him, he wanted to get off. What did he do to be chased
with him in the bg of "Ye Lai Xiang", the song was not sung halfway, and the attack was
like a comet, dragging his long tail to the train, shining brightly.

The comet reflected in Jin Cheng's eyes, his eyes bright. He raised his hand to hook the
car window, and turned over to the roof, bending his bow at the speed limit.
"Boom!" The metal arrow was in the middle of the comet before the attack arrived. The
star exploded and turned into a strong wave spreading in mid-air, causing the whole
tram to tremble.

Tang Cuo went out to see the car, and the exploding starlight was like a gorgeous fire.

"Ye Lai Xiang I sing for you,

Yelaixiang I think for you.

Ah, I sing for you,

I think about it for you.

La la la la..."

The tramman was probably Teresa Teng’s enthusiast, so she kept her record on the car
and even sang along while racing. Tang Cuo seemed to have missed the little pity of the
thief ship, and there was nowhere to hide in this song.

"Sit firmly, turn in front." The tramman reminded in time, the steering wheel in his hand
was beaten, killed, and crazy killed. A standard 90-degree sharp turn of the tram, the
sound of jingling jingling like the waves crashing on the shore.

Tang Cuo hasn't figured out how this tram works until now. He looks like a tram, but it
has no tracks.

Never mind.

Tang Cuo took out the revolver, raised his hand and slammed two shots at the street. A
man who was about to rush out of the dark alley was hit and fell to the ground with his
bleeding stomach covered,

The result was a fall, and a group came out inside.

Tang Cuo retreated decisively, picked up the mop on the car and poked the roof, "Quick
beat."
Jin Cheng opened the roof sunroof, "What do you think of me?"

"Then give me a few mines."

"Why aren't you so cute."

Tang Cuo raised his hand and poked him with a mop. Jin Cheng threw a few elven ****
at him. This elf ball is very similar to Wen Xiaoming's choking egg. Tang Cuo looked
carefully, and really saw the word oeredby10086 at the bottom.

"It's called Bakugan, it's not choking, it works." Jin Cheng said. When he handed Tang
Cuo's ring to Wen Xiaoming, he specially took it with Wen Xiaoming.

What the hell's naming style?

Tang Cuo's expressionless flicking his hand at the window was a bursting bomb, and
the bursting bomb crashed into the crowd, like a sprite ball opening in the middle and
emitting white smoke. The next second, "Bang—"

The deafening explosion exploded the attacker and turned him over.

Okay, Tang Cuo accepted the name Bakugan. He tried it, and the explosive egg can
also be put into the equipment column, which should be one of the more successful
weapons developed by Wen Xiaoming.

The tram drove all the way, the music fluttered all the way, the explosive eggs continued
to explode on both sides of the road, and the smoke was still colored. White, red,
yellow, and green, one after another like flowers blooming like powder.

Tang Cuo did not know that Wen Xiaoming had such an artistic cell.

Suddenly, the tram shook, and the shaking tended to become more and more intense.

Tang Cuo frowned slightly, strode to the rear of the car and looked out through the
window, only to see that Heishi Long Street suddenly began to meander and crack from
the middle, as if there was something to break out of the ground.
He didn't know it, but Jin Cheng recognized it. There was still a slight sneer in the corner
of his mouth when bending his bow. "Puppet masters are all used. I'm afraid I can't
really see who it is?"

At the same time, the central area, the game hall, the vocals.

"Sure enough!"

"Can they really succeed this time?"

"The one on the opposite side is the blacklist. So many people in area a are not his
opponents. Even if people fall back into area f, their strength is still there..."

"Damn it's so exciting, I just met someone coming from the f zone, the whole street was
blown up!"

"..."

As he talked, the topic moved to the twelve movements again.

"Then the twelve movements are so impressive?"

"Yongyecheng Zhigao Movement, that's the same thing as the Declaration of

Independence! Don't underestimate that piece of paper. I heard that someone had
obtained the third movement and the fifth movement about a hundred years ago.
Personally, the entire Yongye City almost became hell!"

"His, so scary?"

"Isn't the Night City originally Hell? What's the difference?"

Someone immediately sneered, "So what is it? You may still have a way to make a copy
of the task. It is not a problem for that person to have a life. I heard that at the time the
entire f to c area, all tasks became mandatory tasks, and It’s a seamless connection.
You can’t see the living people walking on the street, because it’s all in the copy, and
few people can come back alive.”
Some people shuddered and others expressed suspicion. Yongye City will never show
you its history, and there are very few written records. No one knows whether this
person is true or not.

Wen Xiaoming wore a hat disguised as a shuttle among the crowd, and also contained
lollipops in his mouth, paying attention to the surrounding movements while eating.

The boss has actually got the twelve movements for more than half a year. He
deliberately concealed it, but still did not conceal it. The current situation is good or bad.
The pros and cons are hard to weigh. Wen Xiaoming couldn't think about such a
complicated thing. He even thought about letting the boss simply sell the movement to
the black hat, but the boss didn't agree.

"Kaka" chewed the lollipop twice, Wen Xiaoming sat in the corner with a sugar stick, and
took out a slap-like gadget like a whack-a-hammer.

After a while, Tang Cuo's name began to appear in the game lobby.

k27216, Tang Cuo, Mr. Crow's blacklist ranking third to last. Because of the copy of
"Wind Snow Night Returning to Man", he was finally not the tail of the crane.

"Fuck! Are the newcomers so fierce now?"

"You don't look at who brought it out. I heard the wind from the Ruby Tavern and said
that this 27216 is the first apprentice..."

"Can't they go to area a? I don't dare to go back to area f now!"

"It's fried, it's fried again!"

In the blink of an eye, several people rushed in from the outside, and one of them
screamed in a sigh, "They knocked down all the bronze statues of Mr. Crow!"

The audience sucked in a cold air, and the sound of "recessed troughs" kept coming.

Area f is very lively.

Mr. Crow got out of nowhere and jumped on the broken bronze statue. The hair on his
head was almost exhausted. "Your abominable, unknowable players who kill thousands
of swords! I'm mad! I'm mad!!!!! I'm mad!!!"

The speeding tram was already halfway back to East Cross Street.

It was a puppet python that had previously been drilled out of the ground, and its owner
hid in the dark, making it impossible to find. There are several special battle routes in
Yongye City. The puppet master is one of them. They are not strong themselves, and
they are not glaring in the crowd at all, but the puppets that can be manipulated are very
powerful.

Puppets are all institutional items, and they are basically obtained in copies. It is
extremely difficult to get them. So most puppet masters die before they have grown up,
but as long as one out of a thousand people can succeed, this person must be very
powerful.

Jin Cheng even shot the seven arrows on the python, unloading its joints. The python
lost its power, and its huge body hit the building on the street, which destroyed the
bronze statue of Mr. Crow.

It is also blamed that he is too stinky. The bronze statue is not good to be erected. It
must be erected at the crossroads.

The graceful singing is still floating.

The roof of the tram has been smashed in half, like a pile of running copper and iron,
don't have a flavor. Tang Cuo clenched the gun in his hand against the still-good car
wall and wiped a trace of blood from his face.

Jin Cheng jumped off the roof of the car and patted the shoulder of the tramman.
"Brother, go around."

The tramman turned his head back and said, "Go round and add money, half a
kilometer."
Black is really black, worthy of being a civil servant in Yongye City.

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"It's really heartbreaking!"

A sentence from a melon-eating player in Yongye City summarized what Jin Cheng and
Tang Cuo did over the next hour. These two people took the tram and drove back to
East Cross Street from the edge of Area F, and then changed their way halfway,
changed to a tour of Area F, spreading the song of "Ye Lai Xiang" in every corner.

Everyone in Area f has never felt that this song has been so brainwashed.

During the tour, the tram also changed from the original "Ding Dang Ding Dang" to
"Dang Dang Dang Dang", but no matter how broken it becomes, it will break up in the
next second, it is still driving firmly on the road, and it is still fast. .

Tang Cuo gradually forgiven its high fare.

In the sound of "bang", the tram finally drove to the final destination-East Cross Street.

Jin Cheng still didn't find where the puppet master was. He might not look good, maybe
anyone on the roadside, the only thing that could be distinguished was the silk thread
wrapped around his finger.

After all, Yong Night City is a city shrouded in darkness, even if the lights are on again, it
will affect the sight.
This time, most of them came from the remote attacker and control system, plus various
props, very few really rushed to fight. I don’t know how many people are hidden in the
dark alleys, the windows, and the roof of the street, and countless people are pregnant
with ghosts, but they have never been able to make any devastating blows to Jin Cheng
and Tang Cuo.

Mr. Crow keeps jumping.

Yongye City has an automatic repair function, and today it is a rotten one. It will be the
same as tomorrow. Putting it in the past, Mr. Crow never cares about the player's
destruction of the city, and even relishes watching the drama sideways. The more fierce
they play, the happier he looks.

But today is different.

The two blacklists swaggered through the city and smashed his bronze statue, but this
was not in the copy, and he could not do anything to them, so he could only jump from
this roof to that roof in an attempt to curse them.

Scolding, he couldn't help but pity.

Look at this 79081, how fierce the skill, how annoying and flattering character, how
much he liked him before, but he was not obedient.

Look at this 27216 again, and look at this small face full of righteousness and
expressionlessness. It is not a matter of setting fire and moving the knife. It really makes
Mr. Crow love and hate.

Really angry crow.

Crazy.

None of these players in sheep's clothing are good, huh.

"Wait for you! The great and kind Mr. Crow will one day peck you to death one by one!"
Mr. Crow fluttered his wings and thought about it, but felt wrong, and immediately
changed his mouth. "No, I want to string you in On the tree! As my exhibit! That's it!"

"I want to make you statues and put them in the streets and alleys of Yongye City to let
everyone know my great hahahahaha!"

Mr. Crow said the happier, the mood became better, and the hair did not fall.

Tang Cuo looked up at him and asked Jin Cheng "Is he crazy?"

Jin Cheng had not answered yet, and Mr. Crow immediately turned back, "What are you
saying?! 27216! I heard it! Do you think I can't hear it? I heard it!"

Tang Cuo shut up.

Mr. Crow can't wait to peck him.

At this time, the tram finally drove into East Cross Street, and Tangcuo could clearly feel
that the hidden killing intentions in the surroundings had diminished a lot, and the
peeping eyes were much less.

That kind of tense feeling is slowly receding.

The tramman took them to the bus stop closest to Tang Cuo's residence and waved
away. He hadn't listened to that song, and there was only one gramophone in the
dilapidated carriage, which was still intact. The song that was soaked in time drifted in
the night of Yongye City, and there was an unclear charm.

East Cross Street, cold and silent.

Players shrunk in the room one by one under Chi Yan's warning, and only dare to dare
to walk out of the corridor or peek out of the window to check, but they were still uneasy.
They just heard the turmoil outside, and East Cross Street is like an island in a storm,
looking at safety, but who knows whether the next wave will come over.
Security at this time is more like the calm before the storm.

Chi Yan did not dare to make a loud noise, waved his head at Tang Cuo’s broken
window, and nodded to say “Everything is fine”. Jin Cheng closed his bow and walked
into the corridor side by side with Tang Cuo.

There was no one in the corridor. A few of them opened the door and looked at it with a
bit of fear and did not speak. It wasn't until the second floor that someone finally came
out and asked carefully, "Is that Meng Yufei really dead?"

Jin Cheng looked over and smiled, "Yeah."

The man then turned his eyes red and choked with sobs, "The people who came with
me were killed by him, and I and I dared not avenge him, thank you, thank you..."

At this time, Chi Yan heard the sound protruding from the corner of the stairs on the
third floor, and just saw them, "Brother!"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng raised their heads together, and at that moment, the player
who said "thank you" suddenly threw a card at them. Chi Yan saw the score clearly, his
eyes widened and exclaimed, "Behind!"

The voice did not fall, the card turned over in the air, and the light flashed through.

Jin Cheng seemed to have expected it, and immediately turned around and raised a
flying knife to throw it over, "Ding!", in the middle of the card.

However, the expected attack did not appear, and the pungent smoke diffused from the
place where the flying knife stabbed the card, and a few breathing times filled most of
the corridor.

"Shut up!" Jin Cheng's expression suddenly changed and quickly retreated to the third
floor.

The pungent smoke almost followed their footsteps and spread upwards. Tangcuo just
took a sip, and felt that his head was a little dizzy and his condition was not right. He
immediately held his breath and saw Chi Yan slow down, covering his mouth and
dragging away.

Stepping on the last step on the third floor, Jin Cheng turned around urgently, and there
was also a small red fire extinguisher in his hand. Turning around, he opened the fire
extinguisher at the staircase, and endless foam sprayed out, and in the blink of an eye,
the stairway was blocked.

"Smoke won't come up for the time being, you are here." Jin Cheng threw the fire
extinguisher into Tang Cuo's arms, his eyes turned to Chi Yan again, "Use the horn to
let everyone downstairs jump the window."

After finishing the speech, Jin Cheng said nothing, turned to rush into Tang Cuo's room,
and jumped from the broken window. Upon seeing this, Chi Yan's heart almost jumped
out of his throat. Before he could relax, Tang Cuo slapped it on the shoulder.

"Return to God." Tang Cuo said.

With thoughts back in place, Chi Yan wiped his cold sweat and quickly took out the
trumpet and shouted. He was just scared just now, and his brain was still flexible after
he recovered. He opened his mouth and said, "There is a gas bomb in the building.
Everyone on the first and second floors jumps the window immediately! Don't go
through the door, jump directly! Quickly!"

At the same time, Jin Cheng quickly swept to the stairs on the first floor and happened
to meet the card players who had fled.

"Aren't you letting you jump through the window? What stairs do you take?" Jin Cheng
smiled, but his eyes were surprisingly cold, his body shot, and he was just a foot up.

"Bang!" The player crashed into the stairs, and the iron handrail bent instantly. He spit
out blood and fell to the ground in pain, but Jin Cheng had reached his front again, his
knees pressed against his chest, a mechanical bow was split into two with a click, and
two scimitars staggered his throat.
"Who made you come?" he asked.

In this moment, Jin Cheng, in the deep night that has never changed in Yongye City, is
as cold as a devil. The card players were trembling with fright, and they felt pain when
they tremble. They said bad things, "No, no, I am not..."

The scimitar cuts the skin.

"I, I, I said! I said, it's a man, a man in a jacket, older, about twenty years old, he said
that as long as I use that card to you, you can give me equipment to take me out of the f
zone I’m not intentional, I’m really not intentional, my elder brother spared my life, I’ve
been in East Cross Street for a long time, and I can’t go to the e zone anymore, you pity
me, pity me, I really don’t know What is his name……"

The man kept saying that it seemed that this was the only way to alleviate his fear, and
at this time the smoky smoke finally floated down from the second floor. The smoke
goes up, and the speed of diving is much slower than that of ascending.

Players on the first and second floors heard Chi Yan's emergency shouts and jumped
through the window to escape. For a time, the entire East Cross Street looked like
dumplings, and there were window jumping players everywhere.

Not only East Cross Street, but also the first and second floors.

Players on the third and upper floors heard that it was a gas bomb and panicked for a
while, so they jumped. And Chi Yan thought of it when he looked out of the window and
saw the grand scene of the jumping window-this trumpet **** is a whole area broadcast.

In other words, he heard his warning throughout the f zone.

No one knows which building was the poison gas bomb. Everyone thought it was their
own building.

The whole area broadcast.

Hear how quick and sincere the voice is.

Without further ado, jump quickly.

Players in area f are always the most sacred because of their weaker strength, and they
found out that they were wrong after jumping out-why did you jump next door? !

The players who jumped from the street were stunned.

The shocked aftermath spread all the way to the central area. Due to the great success
of the "Night Laixiang" tour, everyone is paying attention to the dynamics of the f zone.
At the first second of such a spectacular scene, someone yelled out.

One by one, ten to hundred, when it reaches the game lobby, it becomes-

"Jin Cheng forced the players in Area f to jump off the building collectively!!!"

Wen Xiaoming in the corner raised his head in amazement and blinked his eyes,
thinking he had misheard. The next second he bounced directly from the ground, raised
his ears and listened for a few more words, and immediately rushed to the f zone like a
butt.

It's not that he doesn't believe their boss, but that he thinks the boss really does such a
thing!

District F, East Cross Street.

Jin Cheng finally tied the card players and blocked the stairs on the first floor. Because
the players are jumping windows and their doors are closed, the smoke is temporarily
blocked in the building. Tang Cuo and Chi Yan came out of the building at the end and
brought Jin Cheng a bad news.

"Several people fainted inside."

"?"

"Fear of heights, did not jump, the door to go."

"..."
Jin Cheng smiled and asked, "Do I look okay now?"

Tang Cuo answered truthfully, "Not very good."

Jin Cheng took back the fire extinguisher and felt that his lungs were exploding. As the
only person in the audience with a gas mask, he had to return to the building again,
carrying the fainted players out one by one, and then blocking all possible vents with
foam.

A total of six people were fainted in the building. His face turned blue when he carried it
out.

Chi Yan didn’t dare to touch it directly, and asked worriedly, “Why is this so poisonous?
Are they okay?”

"This is not an ordinary poison, it is a virus." Jin Cheng Shen Sheng "Ordinary poison
will not be transmitted, but the virus will."

Tang Cuo finally understood why Jin Cheng was so angry because this trick was too
shameful. If it weren’t for Jin Cheng’s quick response, I’m afraid there were more than
just these.

The people on Heishi Long Street didn't hear what they were saying, but they were also
panicked. They knew that Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo were very powerful, and that it
would not be a trivial matter to expose them to condensed things.

Someone came up with courage to ask, but Chi Yan was agitated, and subconsciously
stood in front of Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo to block him, his face tense, "tell me
something, tell me."

The man originally wanted to ask a question. Originally, Chi Yan was communicating
with them, so he told Chi Yan. But at this moment, Jin Cheng's body suddenly flicked,
and his hand rested on Tang Cuo's shoulder, frowning, and it looked a little bad.
Tang Cuo stunned and reacted immediately, then glanced coldly at the player, "grab
him!"

Chi Yan was about to explode.

How come there is one, and the other, endless? ! He hurriedly greeted the other players
to subdue the people together. The man was very panicked and was almost captured
without much resistance.

Jin Cheng raised his head again at this moment, seemingly relieved, but his face was
still not good-looking. Chi Yan nervously asked him if he was okay. He raised his hand
and pressed down. The instructions were issued one by one, quickly and decisively.

"Lock him up and say it after trial."

"The people recruited are all isolated, do not touch them with hands, and wear
protective clothing. The rest of you pay attention to your changes, but report any
abnormalities immediately."

"East Cross Street is fully vigilant. Without my permission, I can't get in and out."

After all, he took out a protective suit from the equipment bar and threw it to Chi Yan.
This matter was naturally arranged by Chi Yan. All the players have seen this battle,
and they all murmured, and for a moment they forgot about the fact that they had been
forced to jump off the building.

East Cross Street, the sound of the rush.

Chi Yan went to work, and Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng entered a building next door and
temporarily borrowed a player's room. Anyway, the Shen Ning on Tang Cuo's face
disappeared without a trace, and he looked at Jin Cheng with his arms, "You will act
again."

Jin Cheng shrugged and turned to sit on the chair. "Aren't you cooperating well?"
Tang Cuo sometimes thinks that Jin Cheng is a genius. Only in this way can he explain
why he can work out such a complete plan in just two or three minutes.

Let Chi Yan broadcast the whole area through the speaker is the first step, not only can
evacuate innocent players, but also spread this matter to tell the black hands behind the
scenes-your people have started, and may succeed.

In the eyes of everyone, pretending to be a trick, and even treating the innocent player
as another killer, is clearly telling the other party-I'm in a trap.

The series of instructions that follow, the more serious the matter, the greater the
chance that the other party believes. And what they need to do now is to wait for them
to come home with perfect preparation.

"You took the tram to shake the city, and came this trick again, you want to lead them to
East Cross Street as much as possible, all in one go?" Tang Cuo said.

"You are right." Looking at Tang Cuo's clear eyes, Jin Cheng suddenly felt angry. It's
more important to be a tacit partner than a black-hearted enemy.

"You have twelve movements. If it is really so powerful, those people really dare to
come? With their knowledge of you, would you doubt that this is a trap?"

"If I didn’t make a move, they wouldn’t dare, and they didn’t need to take risks. They
would only continue to use other means to weaken my strength, and finally killed me in
one fell swoop. But I was made a move, and the debuff of this virus was very powerful.
Under the temptation of the second movement, there will always be people who can't
help but shoot."

One is one, two is not too much, and one is not too little.

After a pause, Jin Cheng said, "The most important thing is that those who will kill me
because of the twelve movements, I didn’t believe that I would use the movements in a
garbage dump like East Cross Street. I don’t believe it. I will give up my right to do good
deeds. Those who believe in me, or those with a bottom line, will not come to kill me at
all."

Tang Cuo was persuaded, this logic is really strong.

Jin Cheng changed to a more leisurely posture and continued, "But the virus is more
troublesome. This kind of debuff is put on people. Both ordinary treatment and
detoxification agents are useless. I have to first confirm which one. I am not convenient
to show up now. You give Chi Yan a message and let him go to Wen Xiaoming."

After hearing this, Tang Cuo opened the character panel and glanced directly at him,
telling him "It's called'bs101'. The clinical manifestation is that the upper limit of life
drops at 1 per minute, and the three attribute bars and skill bar of force, intelligence,
and charm are all locked. , The level of infection should be strong."

Jin Cheng "???"

What have you done to your health limit?

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Wen Xiaoming hurried to East Cross Street without seeing the scene where his boss
was killed by angry F-zone players. Instead, he saw Tangcuo who was ill.

This scene is very similar to the first sight.

It is this one who dares to be sanctioned by Yongyecheng, and is worthy of being the
newcomer at the rear of the blacklist crane.

Tang Cuo's symptoms are not serious. He just inhaled a breath when the smoke spread
out because he was standing close, far from the level of coma.

Wen Xiaoming said, "The bs101 series of viruses, the Chinese name is one hundred
and one way to die. I see that those with more severe symptoms than you are definitely
going to go to prison to report. And this level of virus is not simple. Isolation can be
prevented."

Wen Xiaoming's words became a prophecy.

Chi Fireworks rushed in from the outside, "No good, an infected player directly turned
into a puddle of water and disappeared! There are also several symptoms nearby, the
speed is too fast, and there is no time to respond."

Wen Xiaoming "Which one is this?"

"Hello, I am Chi Yan, the pond of the pond, the flame of the flame, which means both
water and fire." As soon as I heard someone asking who he was, Chi Yan's social soul
began to burn, but now this is not the point, he is in a hurry Stop, "Just, that, what now?"

Chi Yan blinked, Wen Xiaoming blinked, and turned to look at Jin Cheng, "Boss, what is
your new brother?"

Wen Xiaoming was picked up in a copy of area f when Jin Cheng was first sent back to
area f, so I asked.

However, Chi Yan now counts the most non-staff personnel. Jin Cheng has not yet
decided whether to form him into the team, so he bypassed this question and asked "Is
there a vaccine in this series?"

Wen Xiaoming replied, "There are one hundred and one, some have some, some don't.
There is a vaccine research institute in Area C, you can ask."
Jin Cheng "Official listing?"

Wen Xiaoming "No, the player did it himself. The pharmacy of that person is very good.
It is said to be an independent player, but I don’t know if I have been recruited."

Eventually, Wen Xiaoming and Chi Yan split up. Wen Xiaoming went to Area C to run,
and Chi Yan was sent to a black hat grocery store to try his luck. There are a lot of
things sold there, maybe there will be vaccine sales.

At the same time, area a.

In a luxurious villa of the same style as Jin Cheng, a man walked in from outside with a
piece of paper and saw the person sitting on the sofa, respectfully and with a little
excitement, said, "Jin Cheng really got the trick. The news came back from the
hummingbird , East Cross Street has already begun to die, and it will probably be a long
time before it will die. When the time comes, people are panicked. Jin Cheng is too busy
to take care of himself, and he can take advantage of the opportunity to harvest a wave
of points!"

Opposition came from the room, "Jin Cheng's man is insidious and cunning, and the city
is deep, how can you conclude that this is not a trap?"

The man frowned, "We used all of bs101, and invested the money. Could it be wrong?
Don't think Jin Cheng is too bad. He is in the f zone alone, can it be more than all of us?
To be powerful? I think you are all scared by the blacklist, and the first place does not
mean the first strength."

"How many thoughts can you take in his hand?"

"Don't say so badly, do you think I'm that stupid Meng Yufei?"

The two were talking, the smell of fire and medicine was getting stronger, but the man
who raised the objection leaned against the window from beginning to end, his face
cold, his tone casual.
There were others in the house, and they persuaded each other when they saw it.

The tall man sitting on the sofa finally said, "Bs101 has already been used, there is no
reason to close this time. Jianghe, you have to understand that now is the best time to
start."

The man named Jianghe was the man by the window. He heard nothing and said
nothing.

"I must get the twelve movements, no matter who is Jin Cheng or who is holding it, the
one who is blocking me will have to die."

The same discussion took place in various places in the high-level district, different
people reached different conclusions, and even many people in the low-level district
were watching.

For example, the Anning Squad, who had just been promoted to District E, was
wondering, and couldn’t help but say, “If we secretly go to East Cross Street to explore
the situation, they will fight, maybe we can fish in muddy water.”

Tranquility kicked up angrily. "Even if you get the twelve movements, can you keep it?
Don't drag on all of us if you want to die."

Tangcuo, who was currently on East Cross Street, could not hear how noisy the outside
was.

Jin Cheng is cutting apples again. He cuts apples with a knife. The peel keeps going
from beginning to end, as long as it can. Tang Cuo sat opposite him, feeling that the
apple was like his own head, and he was always at risk of being cut off.

"Don't you prepare?" Tang Cuo asked.

"I'm doing it." Jin Cheng smiled. "I plan to poison them with apples."

"..."
"Are you afraid?"

I'm so scared, Tang Cuo was expressionless.

Jin Cheng really couldn't take him. In the final analysis, Tang Cuozhong's recruitment
was considered to be a drag on him. Standing up, Jin Cheng threw the peeled apple
into Tang Cuo's hands and finally went out to do business.

When he arrived, he turned back and warned, "It is forbidden to throw me."

The door closed, and Tang Cuo pouted, biting a bit-sweet.

As time passed slowly, Tang Cuo collapsed on his chair and slowly changed from a
sub-healthy patient to a still gasping body. When Chi Yanfeng came back from the black
hat grocery store, he was shocked when he opened the door.

"Brother, what's wrong with you!" He said that he was going to explore Tangcuo's nose.
Tangcuo gave him a look to let him experience, but Chi Yan didn't have that tacit
understanding with him and couldn't realize it.

Your brother quickly switches from energy-saving mode to grumpy mode.

"I'm not dead yet." Tang Cuo sat up.

"Oh, there is no vaccine sold in the grocery store. This grocery store is not very good. It
is not as powerful as the legend outside. But it is quite advanced. No one sells it. The
boss is not there." Chi Yan said .

You may be killed if the boss is here.

Tang Cuo opened the character panel and looked at the health value. The upper limit
fell to 63, but he could still live. In fact, he was not worried at all. He died and did not go
to the prison. The soldiers came to cover up the water.
Chi Yan completely regarded him as a patient, poured water and asked him if he was
uncomfortable. After a while, he went out and took a look at the situation. After
returning, he told Tang Cuo about the situation.

"In just over half an hour, all the earliest infections have died, and dozens of subsequent
infections have occurred. The number is increasing, which is terrible." When Chi Yan
said this, his body shivered. Although those people just went to prison, it was not a real
death, but it turned into pus and died more frightening than being killed with a knife.

Many players were horrified by the science popularization of prison, and they dared not
stay on East Cross Street and wanted to leave. But who dares to let them go out at this
time?

There are many more people secretly in every intersection of East Cross Street.
Someone is holding a knife in his hand. Who dares to go out, I am afraid that it will be
the fate of being killed immediately.

Panic gradually breeds and spreads wantonly.

"I already did that task before I knew it, even in the copy is better than now?"

"I can't stand it, why should I come to such a ghost place? It might as well let me die
directly!"

"I am human, not a player, who will tell me whether this is a nightmare?"

"I want to go home oooo...I want to go home..."

"..."

In countless suppressed whimpers, someone finally jumped upstairs, and the "bang"
became a pool of blood on the ground.

This time, it was a real jump.

"Ahhhhh!" Someone screamed with his mouth covered.

The sudden death exacerbated the panic on East Cross Street. Players outside the
street saw this scene from afar, and their face was dull, but there was not much shock.

Most new players are not mentally strong, especially on East Cross Street. Jumping
from a building is normal, and often causes a chain reaction.

There is always a way to die for those who jump off the building, those who cut their
wrists, and those who hang themselves.

Is it really that simple?

Some are laughing, some are silent.

Chi Yan heard the scream and pushed through the window and looked out, saw the
corpses and blood on the ground, and suddenly looked horrified. He suddenly
remembered what Jin Cheng had told him the night before he first met.

Suddenly his hands and feet were cold.

"Don't commit suicide! Don't commit suicide!" He immediately shouted out his horn,
most of his body could not wait to get out of the window, "Suicide will be worse than
death, believe me, don't commit suicide!"

The first rule of survival in Yongye City is justice.

In the Yongye City, which emphasizes survival, the option of suicide is a great sin.

Chi Yan's shrill voice made the little girl who was trying to jump down on the edge of the
window stun stunned. She stared blankly in the direction where the voice came, and her
pale face was full of tears.

"Look, the corpse hasn't disappeared." Chi Yan tried to keep calm, but when he saw the
change in the corpse, his voice still couldn't help but tremble. "He will become a
monster, he can't go to jail and try again, it won't be true. Died..."
He couldn't say anything, because the player who jumped the building had become a
monster. His blood-stained back bulged, and a sickle-shaped claw broke through and
fleshed out of it, followed by the second. His face began to twist, his teeth became
sharp, his mouth grinded to the roots of his ears, and the beast growled in his throat.

The blood was ticking down. In just ten seconds or so, he changed under the eyes.

"Ahhhhh!" the little girl screamed with her mouth covered, shaking her head desperately.
But one accidentally fell directly from the window sill.

Everyone was breathless.

A figure suddenly jumped from the top of the building, swept to the little girl's side at a
faster speed, and caught her by the waist. "Uh," the rope straightened instantly, and
then the man slowly let go and took the little girl to the ground safely.

It is Jin Cheng.

"That's why I hate you, 79081, why do you have to save them?" Mr. Crow's consistent
arrogant voice came from afar, and everyone looked up together and saw him standing
on top of a tower, like People open their hands with black wings like open arms, and
behind it is one of the huge orbs that illuminate the Yongye City as a light source.

Jin Cheng also looked over and touched his gaze. Mr. Crow tilted his head and burst
into joy, "Let's fight monsters together! Who can kill the monster on East Cross Street,
you can get a huge reward!"

He flew up with a smile, circled on East Cross Street, appreciating the ugliness of the
players.

"Wow, there is also one there, and there is another one, Gee, 4 monsters, 4 treasures,
who of you can get it?"

It was Jin Cheng who started.

The heart of the entire East Cross Street is suffering in the fire, not even suicide. This is
definitely the greatest sorrow in the world. Some people collapsed, some people were
desperate, and some people looked like swords.

Four monsters in a row, Jin Cheng beheaded them as quickly as possible, without any
pause in the middle. As soon as the monster died, a black hole appeared under him,
engulfing the body.

They disappeared, but the horrible figure remained in the hearts of the players present
forever.

Mr. Crow patted his wings quite boringly, and wanted to say something, but he could
see that all the players underneath lost their souls, and suddenly lost their interest in
speaking. The laughter disappeared.

And Jin Cheng suddenly shook his body at the moment he disappeared, and suddenly
spit out blood. His face was pale, and his eyes were cold when he raised his eyes,
terrifying the players around him.

The little girl took a step back from being scared.

Jin Cheng didn't speak, relieved his breath, wiped the blood from his mouth, and turned
to the room where Tang Cuo was. Of course, this series of his actions is still a play,
closing the window, turning back to Tangcuo's black and white eyes, "Have they entered
the Qingye procedure?"

"Yes, it's not. In the general Qingye program, players forget who they are. Even if they
are killed over and over, they won't even remember. But like the previous ones, they
went to a special copy, in pain. Staying awake but unable to escape, do you know what
this is called?"

Jin Cheng asked himself, "It's called-life is better than death."

Listening again, Chi Yan still felt tremble, and the coolness came from the bottom of his
feet, so that he didn't dare to look at the four things on the table. He couldn't stop
thinking, if Jin Cheng didn't shoot, but if the players swarmed to kill them, what a cruel
scene.

The rules of Yongye City will gradually wipe out humanity. For the treasure to kill players
who become monsters, I am afraid that those who succeed will laugh.

In the battle, someone will die again. Death urges death.

How naive.

Chi Yan thought about his former self like this. What kind of place did he come to? Did
he really see clearly?

"No time, if those people want to kill me, they should be coming soon." Jin Cheng
turned and glanced out the window again, frowning slightly. Wen Xiaoming hasn't
returned yet, I don't know if this trip went smoothly.

He didn't really want Tang Cuo to go to jail. Some punishment would be unacceptable.

At this time, Tang Cuo's upper limit of life is still 44, an unlucky number.

"Huh? Why is it fogging outside?" Chi Yan rubbed his eyes and thought of something,
and took a step back. "Isn't it poisonous or toxic?"

"No." Jin Cheng said in a firm tone, "The military division of the elite squad in Area A,
"Tianzhi", Wuying Assassin, Jianghe."

Tang Cuo "Not the one of the puppet master?"

Jin Cheng "That's another one."

Tangcuo "Oh."

Jin Cheng "I have said that there are really many enemies."

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The fog became thicker and the panic worsened, but the enemy never appeared.

Tang Cuo's health is still falling 1-1, but he walked calmly in the corridor, his expression
was still calm. Chi Yan followed behind him, holding the explosive egg Jin Cheng gave
him, and was always on guard.

The attack has not yet appeared, and they need to change the field to ensure that they
will not be caught in the urn and will not drag Jin Cheng back. Jin Cheng originally
wanted them to leave East Cross Street quietly, but Tang Cuo refused.

"The whole East Cross Street is only our most eye-catching. Three of them
disappeared, and the other will doubt each other."

Chi Yan didn't know how he got into the thief ship. It seemed that since he shook his
arm that night, he couldn't get off again. Since he couldn't come down, he had to follow
his brothers to rush forward and **** him.

"Brother, you will lose whoever you say later, I'm ready."

Tang Cuo wanted to say goodbye, you are too weak, but looking at the young man's
sincere eyes, silently suppressed the words in his heart. The two ran from this building
to that building, turned windows and climbed stairs, but did not walk through the main
entrance.

Five minutes later, the two finally found an excellent hiding place—the early shop of the
one-eyed aunt.
This store is very close to where Tang Cuo originally lived, and Tang Cuo has always
been bold and pursues the "most dangerous place is also the safest" set, not afraid of
death.

It happened that the shops of Yongye City couldn't fit the roller shutter door. At this time,
it was night, and the one-eyed aunt was not there.

Jin Cheng has not fought over there.

Tang Cuo glanced over and frowned slightly. This is a bit weird. Since those people all
decided to shoot, of course, it was best to beat Jin Cheng by surprise. Why should you
announce your arrival first, so that Jin Cheng is vigilant, but he hasn't started?

When Tang Cuo couldn't figure it out, Chi Yan couldn't figure it out anymore. At this time,
there was basically no figure on the black stone street outside, and it was foggy. All
players are nested in their own rooms, one room for one person, but they can isolate
viruses to the greatest extent.

But waiting to wait, they did not wait to attack, but saw someone pushed into the street
from the corridor. He stumbled to the ground, coughing, his face gray.

"Don't stay in the building if you are infected. Do you want to take us to die together?!"
An angry word came out of the building, only to hear the sound but not the other person.

No second person spoke.

The pushed man sat on the ground with his head down, as if he had no strength to
stand up. He just covered his face, raked his back, his shoulders were shaking, but
there was no sound.

The night in Yongye City is very cold, and the sudden fog even casts a layer of cold veil
on it, making every breath of people seem to carry ice balls.

Chi Yan pressed his lips tightly, and the fire in his eyes was tumbling, but he held back.
The misty fog gradually wrapped the man, the fog thickened, the two's eyes became
blurred, and the chill gradually invaded the bun shop.

Night, long street, street lamp, cold fog, desperate man, like a painting.

Tang Cuo suddenly understood the other party's plan, and they were deliberately
delaying time. Mist can cause panic, the more people die, the more pressure Jin Jin will
have.

If Jin Cheng is really recruited, then he will surely die, as long as he cannot get the
vaccine. The vaccine must be brought in from outside East Cross Street, and those
people will definitely find ways to stop it, and once Jin Cheng dies, the twelve
movements will immediately fall.

The offensive and defensive sides reversed in an instant, and now Jin Cheng had to
find a way to find them instead of taking the initiative. Otherwise, Jin Cheng would not
be dead, and the scam immediately dismantled it.

The military division called Jianghe...

Tang Cuo suddenly became interested in him. According to Jin Cheng, he was a very
ordinary man, and no one could recognize it when he was thrown into the crowd. It
looks bad.

At the same time, in all corners of East Cross Street, the name of the river was
repeatedly mentioned.

"What do you mean by the rivers of that day? Do you want to let others move first by
holding them? Do they want the mantis to catch the cicada?"

"It is possible that Jianghe has always been insidious and deceitful."

"Then we can't do it?"

"Look again."
"The Taoist puppet master is said to be here too."

"Is it?"

"I don't know, but some people saw his government puppet, and it may also be the hand
of others. Didn't he have suffered a loss in Jin Cheng's hand last time, don't he dare to
come in person?"

"Will Jiang He wait for his shot?"

"No Dao, Tianzhi, what else is coming?"

"I saw the Emperor in Area B, the third blacklist."

"Fuck, why is he not dead yet?"

"66666 on Dog Day."

"..."

In the shadow, other people in Tianzhi were also tumultuous.

"Damn, what time does the **** of the river want us to wait? I said to do it directly, don't
slap those twists and turns, in case they are succeeded by others, stealing the chicken
will not eclipse the rice! Our entire Tianzhi will become Jokes in Area A!"

"Believe in the river, wait again."

They can't wait, Jin Cheng can't wait. He has fought with Jianghe several times and
realized Jianghe's plan earlier than Tangcuo. If Jiang River succeeds, then Jin Cheng
has done everything in vain, but it is unwise to go directly to Jiang River, that is to tell
the other party-you guessed it.

So Jin Cheng's goal is to others.

Bai Wu cut off the line of sight of both sides, only Jianghe himself can not be hindered.
Jin Cheng didn't know where he was, so he didn't move, just took out a slap-like thing
like a whack-a-mole machine, and pressed the red button above.

The strange sound of "click, click" immediately came from the fog. Listen carefully. It is
everywhere in East Cross Street. Although it is not big, it is very regular.

"Click."

"Click."

Sometimes the sound of some gears is mixed, like something small walking on the
ground, getting closer and closer, closer and closer. Chi Yan's heart was tense, and he
couldn't help but gently reveal one eye to see it. I saw a small slap in the misty fog.

It didn't jump high, gray, and dragged a tail behind it.

"Mouse!" The person who saw it opened his eyes wide. If someone looks down from
above, countless mechanical mice will find themselves crawling out of the dark corners
of East Cross Street and jumping out of the street.

Of the dozens, there are always one or two that just hit the enemy’s hiding place.

"Kaka Kaka Kaka Kaka!" The mouse's eyes glowed red, like an infrared detector, and
there was a living creature in front of it, and the monster immediately yelled, and the
next second, "Bang!"

A mouse exploded.

Another mouse exploded.

Scattered enemies are doing their own thing. They don’t know each other’s plans. When
they hear explosions from other places, they immediately suspect the other party’s
actions.

"Which tortoise?!"
"Can't wait any longer, rush in!"

Pull the whole body and move.

East Cross Street was chaotic for a moment, and the mechanical mice scattered
everywhere exploded whenever they detected someone moving. The dust from the
explosion merged into the white mist of the river, and the two layers of smoke disturbed
the river's sight.

"Wind!" The violent wind blew immediately, everyone showed their magical powers, and
it was only a matter of time before the dense fog was blown away. And everyone knows
that the river is already there, and the representative Tianzhi is already there. If you
want to kill Jin Cheng in front of them and get twelve movements, you can only do it
quickly.

Tianzhi is determined to win the twelve movements, which can make them succeed.
The gusty wind just blows up, and a strong male voice comes from somewhere on the
top of the building. The wind blows across East Cross Street.

"Jin Cheng, I have the bs101 vaccine in hand. If you don’t want everyone here to be
buried with you, you will take the initiative to hand over the twelve movements."

The boss of Tianzhi, Chongyan Zhang.

Someone heard his voice, and immediately snorted and answered first, "Chonggou, you
are ashamed! Use low-level players to exchange twelve movements and hit your
mother's wishful abacus?"

Another person also smiled and said, "I will subsidize them for ten points each and let
Jin Cheng give me the twelve movements, OK?"

The two sounds are one east and one west, like singing a double reed.
Chongyan Zhang's face was sullen, and the people around him were about to make a
noise, and were stopped by him. "You go to the two new people according to Jiang He's
plan and try your best to catch up."

"but--"

"Nothing."

Chong Yanzhang's eyes were like swords, and the man muttered immediately. In fact,
they already had someone to look for, but Chong Yanzhang let him also go at the
moment, showing that the river of trust **** him.

The man gritted his teeth, his eyes changed several times, and he finally retreated.

At this time, the explosion of the mechanical mouse had not stopped. All the indigenous
players on East Cross Street were shrunk in the room and did not dare to go out. Some
were timid and even brought beds and tables and chairs against the door.

The infected player who was originally pushed to the street also hid in the corner and
shivered.

Suddenly, the whole East Cross Street was shaken, and the violent explosion shocked
the remaining mechanical mice. Tang Cuo and Chi Yan were the strongest victims. Chi
Yan stared at the huge shock wave sweeping the smoke and dust, and it was Tang
Cuo’s residence that was blown up!

The whole building!

"Mum." Chi Yan did not shout out loudly. Fortunately, the players in that building had
escaped because of the virus, otherwise a large amount of death would have occurred.

and many more.

The player is not inside, but the virus is there.

"Hahaha Chonggou, I will help you!" An arrogant laughter sounded not far away, with
extreme arrogance. All the people nearby changed color and took out the gas mask
immediately.

There was a lot of cursing.

"Fuck! On which dog day are you coming, I will kill you!"

"are you crazy!"

"madman!"

This move hurts the enemy by one thousand and damages itself by 800. The virus was
released from the building and attacked indiscriminately, and who are the most active
people on East Cross Street at the moment?

Isn't it their twelve movement contenders?

"It's Miao Qi! Miao Qi's lunatic!"

The identity of the troublemaker was pierced, but the curse was quiet, and everyone
seemed to be afraid. Miao Qi smiled and appeared on the top of the building with great
care, pointing at another shot below.

The figure was long and thin, wearing a black dress, a red scarf, and a heavy rocket
launcher on his shoulders.

"Hello."

He greets you and sends you a shot.

Scoldings like "crazy" came one after another, leaving everyone wondering whether he
was here to grab the twelve movements or simply to make trouble.

"Miao Qi, I don't seem to have offended you." Chongyan Zhang appeared in the ruins of
the building.
"I also want to play with twelve movements, can't I?" Miao Qi asked. He did not shoot at
Chongyan Zhang, which made Chi Yan very sorry.

"Lin Yandong knew you were here?" Chongyan Zhang Shen Sheng.

"Do you know him or not, I only know that you haven't forced Jin Cheng yet."

"Don't worry about you."

Chong Yanzhang has obviously taken the vaccine, and dare to stand at the strongest
point of the virus even without protective measures. Miao Qi didn't approach, smiled
back a few steps to a safe distance, and said, "Jin Cheng, how about I make a deal with
you? I don't want twelve movements, as long as you can let me kill you once, the falling
movement I Give it back with both hands."

As soon as this remark came out, Chong Yanzhang's complexion instantly gloomy.

Miao Qi continued to shout, "How about? Instead of letting Chonggou and Jianggou kill
you, it is better to deal with me."

Responding to him was Chong Yanzhang's direct move.

Chongyan Zhang is a psionicist with no fixed weapons. What is the picture of picking up
shells with bare hands, Chi Yan has not seen it in real life, but now I see it.

The gold power, the overbearing power, and the golden energy brought out by the fist
forceful almost enchanted Chi Yan's eyes. Chong Yanzhang was hit by a boom of Miao
Qi's shells, and the aftermath of the impact was felt even by Chi Yan hiding in the early
shop, while Chong Yanzhang remained unscathed.

It was at this time that an arrow broke through.

"Jin Cheng!" Some people recognized the arrow body at the tip of their eyes, and in a
short time, several figures rushed here, and these people naturally saw the target of the
arrow attack-
Not Miao Qi, nor Chongyan Zhang, but the trembling player hiding in the corner!

what happened?

Chi Yan whispered in his heart, Tang Cuo was instantly clear. The player is cheating. He
is not an infected person in the f zone, but a river. Sure enough, when the metal arrow
stabbed the player, he suddenly turned into a smog.

The gusty wind had blown the smoke of East Cross Street almost, and at this time, any
fog was very obvious here, and just a few meters away, a figure appeared in the mist.

It is the river.

Tang Cuo still didn't see Jiang River's face clearly, but in the flash of the river, he
immediately grasped Chi Yan, "Go!"

The two left from the back door earlier. Tang Cuo ran too fast. Chi Yan almost
staggered, but he kept up. During the rapid running, Chi Yan was too late to ask why,
only to listen to Tang Cuo once again shouted "throw back!"

throw? What to throw?

Chi Yan reacted slowly for a second and hurriedly threw the explosive egg back, looking
back—the chase came!

The figure wrapped in fog was looming, appeared here in the last second, and moved
forward a few steps in the next second, flashing forward, it was totally unpredictable to
his course of action.

Chi Yan's explosive egg only reached his clothes corner, causing fog to swell, but fart
was useless.

Tang Cuo did not hesitate to use meteors.

Within a radius of five meters, the sky-falling meteor fell at a very fast speed, and finally
forced the river to emerge from the fog. It is really a normal man with a normal face,
even the clothes he wears are gray.

"Huh!" Jin Cheng's arrow also arrived.

The river tumbling to the ground, surmounting Jin Cheng’s arrow with the damage of a
meteor falling, flicking out a meteor dart, and flew out without hitting Jin Cheng, still
chasing Tang Cuo and Chi Yan.

Chi Yan, who could stop the darts like a woman's flower that day, her pupils shrank
suddenly, looked scared, but at the turn of the moment, a violent ninety degree turn
turned into the side alley.

The kidnapping was unexpected.

Because the lights there were so dim, Tangcuo didn't find an alley there. After Chi Yan
went in, he threw the ball crazy.

The bursting eggs were thrown out one after another, "Bang!" "Bang!" actually disrupted
the river's pace.

Jin Cheng finally appeared, stopped between the river and Tangcuo, and a split arrow
forced the river back. Jiang He is an assassin. On the frontal fight, he is not Jin Cheng's
opponent at all. His arm is easily injured.

But this undoubtedly fulfilled his guess about Tang Cuo, this person is very important in
Jin Cheng's heart.

As long as it's important, it's enough.

Jiang He was injured and forced to atomize, at the same time a firework rose from
where he disappeared and exploded over East Cross Street. Chi Yan saw it, his eyelids
jumped wildly, but he knew he was just dragging his legs out, and there were just a few
old wooden boxes piled next to him. He cleverly covered himself with boxes.
He had to hide, and no one noticed him now, so he ran away as soon as possible.

No one has forgotten about Chi Yan. There is no need to remember a miscellaneous
fish. Tang Cuo ran a few steps forward, and one of them jumped out of the window on
the right side of the building. The attack almost cut his nose.

Tang Cuo braked quickly, and when he raised his hand, he summoned Goblin's sword.
"Dang!" The sword held the opponent's long knife, so powerful that Tang Cuo's arm felt
numb.

It was an unfamiliar and vicious man. The opponent kicked Tang Cuo with one foot.
Tang Cuo turned around and evaded, holding the left wheel with his left hand, aiming at
the opponent's chest, "Bang!"

The man turned sideways but was too close and was hit in the shoulder.

Tang Cuo never underestimated the players of Yongye City, so with his precise shooting
and such a short distance, he still aimed at the chest with the largest area, not his head.

Jin Cheng was killed and fought back and forth with Tang Cuo.

When it was said that sooner or later, the disappearing river suddenly appeared behind
Jin Cheng, and the dagger in his hand was aimed at Jin Cheng's heart. Tang Cuo's
pupils shrank suddenly, and the muzzle turned instantly.

"Ding!" The bullet missed the dagger, but Jin Cheng was still drawn with a blood on his
back.

The blood was flowing, and Jin Cheng's face became more and more ugly. He seemed
to hold his breath, his forehead was sweaty, and his movements were a little slow,
otherwise he could have avoided the understanding of Jianghe.

"Do it!" The man with the long sword was under the command of Chong Yanzhang, and
the one who had a dispute with Jianghe before, named Chen Liu. He wholeheartedly
wanted to kill Jin Cheng, seeing this situation and this scene, where can he wait.
Jiang He opened his mouth and said what he wanted to say, but he didn't say it, but at
this moment, a dark cloud pressed against the roof, and the sudden shadow enveloped
it, making the movements of several people pause.

Looking up, Shen Ning was exposed on the river-puppet master, Yao Qing.

He finally came in person.

The mechanical bird swooped down from midair, its huge wings spread like two black
clouds, and its target was Jin Cheng. Where Chen Liu would let it go, he would hit the
knife.

Chongyan Zhang finally got rid of Miao Qi and came to stop Yao Qing, letting Chen Liu
and Jiang He continue to fight Jin Cheng. Yao Qing, as a puppet master, certainly has
more than one organ puppet. Several organ puppets, plus master scuffles, cracked the
black slate on the street.

Jiang He felt a little strange.

Something is wrong.

There must be something wrong.

Miao Qi, the crazy man, gave up so simple? Why didn't he chase it? What about the
miscellaneous fish just now? Jianghe just remembered that Chi Yan was coming, and
once again, Tangcuo ran away.

Jianghe immediately chased, but couldn't figure out Tang Cuo's escape direction.

Is left? Is right?

At the same time, gasping Wen Xiaoming finally caught up outside the East Cross
Street. He wiped his sweat and carried the vaccine in his pocket, but did not
immediately rush in.
He took out a yellow tooling cap and put it on his head. There was also a tilted antenna
on the cap, and the top of the antenna flashed red.

"Didi Didi Di!" the antenna cried, pointing in a certain direction.

Wen Xiaoming didn't say anything about it, just throw it out, and then throw it there.
When the person came out, he asked, "Why don't you go in?"

The other party got angry and just wanted to say "off your fart", someone recognized
Wen Xiaoming. Jin Cheng's running dog, elf ball master, mobile customer service
10086.

The battle seemed to be on the verge, but Wen Xiaoming tilted his head and smiled,
suddenly pulled out a silver-grey cloth to cover himself, and performed a disappearance
under the eyes of everyone.

"Quantum Invisibility Cloak!" Humanely broke the mystery, countless attacks hit the
place where Wen Xiaoming originally stood, but nothing came out.

Wen Xiaoming has run away, he is not good at fighting, but he is good at running. While
running, the lurking people outside East Cross Street were detected. Half a street did
not finish, and a long string exploded.

The people who were blown out couldn't hide them, and most of them simply rushed
into East Cross Street, planning to fish in muddy water. The senior players of Yongye
City are not lacking in caution and boldness.

As long as things are not settled, then everyone has a chance to win.

More and more people joined the melee, the center of the battle situation, Jin Cheng
finally directly confronted the Chongyan chapter. Needless to say, Chong Yanzhang's
strength, he must have a place in the top ten of Area A. Although Jin Cheng's strength
is also unfathomable, but he hit bs101, his strength greatly weakened.
"Bang!" Jin Cheng was hit by Chong Yanzhang with a punch, his body hit the corridor on
the left, straight hitting the wall out of a big hole.

"Cough, cough." He stood up, covering his heart, but Chongyanzhang was killed again.
The two entered a melee fight and fought all the way from the ground floor, and the
deafening sound of the sound made people tremble.

Chong Yanzhang's men have turned around and started to stop others for the boss.

Yao Qing snorted coldly, riding a mechanical bird suspended in the sky, but temporarily
stopped. He didn't want to spend a lot of energy with those fishes underneath, and his
eyes were fixed on Chongyan Zhang and Jin Cheng, still looking for a chance to kill with
one blow.

The more people gathered around, the more everyone's eyes fell on the battle in the
building, and they did not dare to be distracted.

Jianghe still felt something was wrong.

There are too many people, why suddenly there are so many people?

What happened to the explosion in the distance?

Suddenly, he was gleaming, and finally wanted to understand what was uneasy in his
heart. Huo Ran looked at Chongyan Zhang and Jin Cheng who had hit the top of the
building, and when Jin Cheng spit out another blood, he would shout when he opened
his mouth.

"Bang!" A bullet blocked his words.

It's Tangcuo.

Jiang He looked at him coldly and saw him standing in front of a window in the building
next door, his muzzle pointed at himself, and he avoided it. The two confronted each
other, Tang Cuo did not hesitate to pull the trigger, another shot.
Rooftop.

Chong Yanzhang is on the verge of success. Yu Guang sees that Yao Qing seems to be
moving, and said coldly, "You better not come, Yao Qing, otherwise I will kill you first."

Yao Qing's face was green, but he didn't dare to move. In the end, Jin Cheng was not
dead. He was too embarrassed about Jin Cheng. He always felt that he was not
watching him and swallowed his last breath.

It's better to wait for Chongyan Zhang to kill Jin Cheng and let them fight with each
other. He then grabs 12 movements from Chongyan Zhang.

There are not many people who have the same thoughts as Yao Qing. They are more
afraid of Jin Cheng than the Chongyan chapter of the fighting faction, even if he seems
to be dying.

"Cheat!" Jiang Heshi broke the night wind with a startling sound.

Yao Qing and others frowned, knowing that it was the river that sounded, and couldn't
help but keep their eyes open. Is this river reminding them, or is it cheating them?

Was Jin Cheng really cheating, or was he cheating in rivers, deliberately scaring them
away, so that Chong Yanzhang could do it?

Rivers and rivers would never have thought that Jin Cheng had added a layer of
protection to himself, and even Chong Yanzhang had a moment of suspicion. But
anyway, the arrow had to be sent on the string.

Chen Liu also shouted anxiously, "Don't listen to him, go ahead, Chongge!"

Chong Yanzhang did not hesitate anymore and used all his strength to punch. Golden
strength wrapped his fists, and the clothes on his body swelled up against the wind. His
eyes were determined and he was bound to win.

But at this moment, two streamers of lightning struck. One attacked Chongyan Zhang,
and the other attacked Jin Cheng.
Chong Yanzhang's face changed slightly, but his fist remained unbroken, and the punch
shattered the streamer. Huo Ran turned his head and looked at the man who suddenly
appeared in the air.

Area a, e57456, Leng Miao.

Mr. Raven's blacklist second place, the great magician.

"Waiting for you for a long time, Miao Miao." Jin Cheng turned out to be the first to
speak, and he stood up straight, his **** mouth suddenly raised, "I said why are you so
calm, Miao Miao."

The one on the left and the one on the right are fun and bad.

Leng Miao was supposed to be angry, but Jin Cheng's contrast made him instantly
change his face, and also made everyone present realize that Jiang He said it was true.

Yao Qing turned around and ran without hesitation. Chong Yanzhang gritted his teeth,
and his eyes were colder than ever.

"Ling." Jin Cheng was only a simple word, and the air suddenly froze.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from the forehead of Chongyan Zhang. He looked at the
thin sheet of paper with glowing luster in front of his fist in disbelief, and his body was
stiff.

Leng Miao also sullenly put away the magic. He just wanted to use the space crack
technique as soon as possible to leave, but found that the space had been locked. He
looked up, and now the entire East Cross Street, and maybe even the entire f district,
may be trapped by the people who gathered here because of Jin Cheng.

Twelve movements. Jin Cheng can do this, he must have written the decree on the
movement, and it will only take effect at this moment. And he can make sure that these
laws will take effect, otherwise, if he is beaten back, his previous efforts will be
abandoned.
All this was calculated by him, and dragged to the present, just to wait for his cold
appearance. With all this in mind, Leng Miao gritted her teeth and could hardly keep the
cold on her face.

The ethereal but weird singing was poured down at this time, exactly the same as Tang
Cuo heard during the lucky turntable.

"Gods, lambs and crows,

Have fun together on the cliff.

They sing and dance,

Flowers bloomed in the stone.

The **** said, look

It is my flower.

A lamb ate it,

Hurry to die..."

Mr. Crow appeared in the song. He held his head proudly, and saw Jin Cheng holding
the movement, snorted, but said, "Player g79081, announce your decree."

Jin Cheng smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Crow."

Jin Cheng "Let all players in the f zone, no matter where they come from, distinguish
murderers by the red number cursor above their heads. If the murderer is killed, double
the penalty."

Mr. Crow "can."

One thought, one sentence. At this moment, Jin Cheng seems to be in the same group
as Mr. Crow. The people around listened in silence, not daring to let their fists clenched,
even if they were furious.
And just when Mr. Crow's word "ke" landed, a red virtual cursor popped up almost on
everyone's head. Killed a few people, that's the number, clearly.

Almost none of the area a is below three digits, even Jin Cheng has his own head.

Jin Cheng "Let East Cross Street in Area F be a safe area, and exemption from death in
the safe area."

Mr. Crow "can."

Jin Cheng "prohibits any non-f-zone players carrying red marks from entering the safe
area. Once inside, they will immediately go to jail and determine the number of murders
as a penalty."

This time, Mr. Crow did not answer immediately. He glanced across everyone's shocked
face with amusement, and laughed strangely, "It's really interesting, hahaha, the great
Mr. Crow is accurate!"

"Can I mention one more?"

"To shut up!"

The great Mr. Crow said today that if he rolls his face, he rolls his face.

"Ding!"

"The eleventh movement was detected, holder g79081."

"The decree is approved within the prescribed authority and takes effect immediately."

"We will broadcast the whole area below."

In the system's broadcast, "Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows" spread throughout the
city.
Some people looked up blankly, and some people couldn't figure out the significance of
these three laws. The players on East Cross Street couldn't help but curse wildly, half of
them, but they were choked by fate and turned into light spots one by one.

Especially Leng Miao, when he came, he left and was so upset.

In a blink of an eye, the entire black stone street was empty.

Tang Cuo leaned on the window to open the character panel, and the upper limit of life
was 4. The numbers are not auspicious, but fortunately, nothing can be done.

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After all the dust settled, Jin Cheng found Wen Xiaoming disguising mushrooms in a
corner outside East Cross Street. He asked Wen Xiaoming, "Why don't you go in?"

Wen Xiaoming pointed to the red number on the top of his head. "Isn't this going to jail?
I'm still in Zone A, boss."

Fifteen minutes ago, Wen Xiaoming got out of the extreme fish-fighting movement and
blasted all those that could blow into East Cross Street along the periphery of East
Cross Street, but he dared not enter.

Jin Cheng was a little surprised, "Where are you from the logistics?"
Wen Xiaoming scrambled from the ground, "I followed you all the way to Zone A, boss,
don't look down on me!"

Jin Cheng touched his nose, and in Wen Xiaoming's disgruntled eyes, he reached out,
"What about the vaccine? Did you get it?"

"Here's it." Wen Xiaoming sighed with fate, and the boss he chose would fight him down
on his knees. He took out the vaccine and continued to dig out things, saying, "I won't
be able to come to see you at East Cross Street in the future. Boss, you have to take
care of yourself. You have to take these things first, and I won't come back when it's not
enough. Looking for you at the street."

Look at what you said, it seems that I was in jail.

Jin Cheng angrily gave him a chestnut, put away something and waved his hand, and
walked like a wind. Wen Xiaoming looked at his back over his forehead, and sighed,
kindly like a father.

The distribution of the vaccine is still left to Chi Yan. The number of vaccines brought by
Wen Xiaoming is not large, but players in area f are generally blood thin. One person
cannot use a whole vaccine, and everyone is enough to divide.

Jin Cheng was short, so Tangcuo got a whole.

"Be prepared, who knows that you will start your life value again someday." Jin Cheng
said.

Tang Cuo declined to comment. He took the vaccine and drank another medicine, and
finally filled his health, but the low blood sugar made him succumb and he had to rest.

Although Jin Cheng was not infected, he still suffered a lot of injuries in order to play,
and he just needed a good rest. The destruction of the block requires waiting for the
self-repair of Yongye City. The two of them could not go back to their rooms and simply
stayed in the borrowed room.
Chi Yan is a laborer.

He didn’t know why the two eldest brothers went to rest, and the weakest of them had to
hold a horn to distribute vaccines along the street. "Walk around and take a look. The
vaccine is freshly baked, and friends who have infection come out quickly. . A shot of
vaccine, you can’t lose money, you can’t be fooled. This event is free of charge, first
come first served, and the final interpretation belongs to East Cross Street..."

With Chi Yan's affectionate call, the players finally boldly stepped out of the room, one
after another, and there was some popularity on the street. East Cross Street has
gradually stabilized, but outside the f zone, the storm caused by the Eleventh Movement
has just begun.

In the repeated appearance of "recessed trough", "too ruthless", and a combination of

both "recessed trough", the name Jin Cheng resounded again in Yongye City, and the
top player did not want to be the first .

Area a, the place with the fewest players in Quanyong Night City, looks less now. Villas
with fewer people telling sad stories.

Miao Qi carried his cannon, and in the eyes of players from all walks of life looking and
searching, Da La Ladi entered a courtyard full of roses. In the yard, under the pergola,
sits a man who is reading a book, about thirty-two or three years old, wearing pure white
cotton and linen home clothes, with a clean face and gentle temperament.

"Sir, why are you reading a book again?" Miao Qi poured herself a glass of water on her
own. She didn't sit on a backrest chair and picked up a small bench.

"I'm back?" Lin Yandong looked up, closed the book, and said, "Is it going well?"

"I didn't even talk to Jin Cheng. As soon as his order came out, I couldn't enter East
Cross Street."

"Alright."
Lin Yandong rubbed the cover of the bronzing and thought for a moment, saying, "The
scope of the decree is smaller than the three decree originally set. It seems that he has
revised it again. The authority of the 11th movement is not big enough, and it is correct
to be cautious. Whether it is in a or f area, it should be calm for a while. You and others
will take a few more copies during this time to save points and don’t spend it again."

Miao Qi asked curiously, "Sir, are you an alliance with Jin Cheng?"

Lin Yandong shook his head, "No, he just used this to test me."

Miao Qi "Exploration?"

Lin Yandong smiled and patted the top of his head, "You will understand later."

Miao Qi pouted, and he hated this smart man's appearance as a striker, making him
seem stupid. Then Lin Yandong asked about the specific situation of East Cross Street,
and Miao Qi said one by one.

At the end, he asked "what does Jin Cheng want to do? to be a savior?"

Lin Yandong smiled "No, this is called leveraging fate."

In the central area, the cottage izakaya was hung with a closing sign, but there were two
people drinking in the house.

The owner of the Ruby Tavern still shouted a purple suit with a bag, shaking the small
wine cup in his hand, saying, "That’s why you have to come here to drink. I’ll stay in the
f area and watch the excitement. What’s wrong? You don’t see the boss or the lady.
Take care of you."

The person on the opposite side wore a black sorcerer's hat with a brim covering the
eyes, pale skin, and smiled in vain. He didn't speak, and the purple suit continued to
drink boringly.
There was a heavy chopping of meat from the back kitchen, sometimes accompanied
by a cold hum, which seemed to express the extreme dissatisfaction of the boss lady
with their stay here.

"What is your movement?"

"Fives."

"What plan?"

"Hey."

The black hat smiled gently, but didn't speak.

As Lin Yandong expected, the next area, a or f, ushered in a brief peace. The two areas
are peaceful, and the other areas are naturally safe.

One of the most talked about is the famous European emperor in the b area, numbered
one by one with f66666. He was not only very European in number, but also very lucky.
This time he obviously went to East Cross Street, but he left just a minute before the
decree was issued, and he was lucky to escape the disaster.

So far, no one has been released into prison.

On East Cross Street, Tang Cuo is also asking Jin Cheng "What is the standard of
punishment?"

Jin Cheng comfortably nestled in a chair and drank tea, saying, "I don't know. I only give
the frame, how to judge and how long to judge, that is the matter of Yongye City. The
authority of the 11th movement is still too small, I Only appropriate concessions can be
made, so as not to overturn the boat in the gutter and live in vain."

Tang Cuosui asked no more.

Jin Cheng said, "Ready to make a copy. The news that Wen Xiaoming just said is that
the restoration of the ring is already in sight. He only needs to find the same materials.
Hidden missions do not need to go to the game hall, nor do they need to team up with
strangers. At that time, the two of us would go in. When we were gone, let Chi Yan go
back to the e-zone to find peace."

Tang Cuo had no opinion on Jin Cheng's arrangement.

One day later, Wen Xiaoming really sent the repaired ring. It was a bronze ring with a
simple shape, carved with patterns of nightingales and certain flowers, and it could fit on
Tang Cuo's index finger.

Jin Cheng looked at the slender finger and put the ring on it, which was pretty good.
Thinking about it, he held out his hand to Tang Cuo and said, "Let's go."

Tang Cuo has an odd look, "What are you doing?"

Jin Cheng "Hold my hand, otherwise how do you bring me into the copy?"

Tang Cuo "Actually I can be alone."

Jin Cheng smiled abruptly, taking advantage of his height, raised his elbow and put it on
Tang Cuo's shoulder, jokingly "Are you still shy?"

Tang Cuo was expressionless and only wanted to beat people.

Jin Cheng saw him with a stinky face again, and finally did not tease him. In fact, it is
not necessary to hold hands, as long as the two have physical contact, they can enter
the copy together.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for starting the hidden mission "The Land of the Moon".
This mission is a serial mission, the death of the first poet. The current number of
participants is 2, and the double mode is turned on."

"Please ask the player to always view the task panel and follow the guidelines to
complete the task."
"Wish you a happy life!"

The darkness faded, and a strange city appeared before Tang Cuo's eyes.

In the rosy sunset, the golden desert embraces the ruins of the ruins. The huge red sun
just falls on a gap in the city wall, and the white rose clustered in the gap is reddish, like
a beauty at dusk, coy and gentle.

In the round city, there are such beautiful flowers everywhere, like the back garden
where the gods have forgotten in the desert, let the yellow sand erode, the flowers
bloom tenaciously, and there is a different vitality in the desolation.

Perhaps it was the beautiful scene that made Tang Cuo temporarily forget where he
was. After recovering, he found himself standing in a towering tower on the west side of
the city.

The highest part of the tower is hollowed out on all sides, and there is a bronze bell
hung on the spire, with a half-moon sign engraved on the bronze bell. The
half-moon-shaped sign, the country of the moon, is there any connection?

"This is like a dead city." Jin Cheng's voice came from the side.

Tang Cuojing has opened the task panel to view.

Lunar country

Death of the first poet

Mainline finds Bard Lancelot

Feeder

This hidden task is really different from the ordinary copy task, and it is actually divided
into the main line and the branch line. Originally, Tang Cuo heard the words "the death
of the poet" and thought it was a copy of reasoning, but now it seems to be a copy of
exploration.
Tang Cuo glanced back into the city again, and did not see any figures. He reached out
and touched the railing, not much dust. The city looked run-down but not as deserted.

The tower has a spiral staircase that leads to the bottom floor. The door on the ground
floor is unlocked. The door is pushed out, which is a street made of stone and brick.
Probably because the city is not so big, the streets here are not wide, and only about
two carriages can pass in parallel.

This is a typical Western fantasy-style city. It is impossible to tell which specific era, the
wall has faded, and you can't see its original appearance.

Only the white rose, which is open everywhere, is alive and well, but there is no big
water source here, I don’t know how it grows.

"Walk around, maybe what will trigger, anyway, this copy has no time limit, we are not in
a hurry to go out." Jin Cheng today returned to his leather jacket and motorcycle boots,
free and scattered.

Tang Cuo is exactly this plan, the two stopped along the street and saw many small
shops. The doors and windows of the store are mostly open, and you can see the scene
inside without entering.

Bakery, tavern, blacksmith shop, etc., are mostly common places, and walking past
these, a magic house suddenly appeared in front of them.

Tang Cuo stopped and turned in without hesitation.

This store is not big. There is a counter on the left. There is a wall-mounted rack behind
the counter. It is filled with various pharmacy bottles and scrolls. There are also some
weird little things that do not know what it does.

On the right is a small table with a crystal ball on it. The remaining three walls are
covered with small objects belonging to the magician, such as wizard hats, cloaks,
magic wands and so on.
Jin Cheng took down a wand and put it in his hand to play, saying, "It seems that this is
a world of magic and swords. Do you want to be a magician? Or a knight?"

Tang Cuo asked, "What is the difference between magic and power?"

Jin Chengdao said, "In fact, there is no difference in essence, whether it is magic,
power, or martial arts internal force, the energy source is Yongye City. The difference is
only in their manifestations. For example, the magic of the fire department and the
power of the fire department. , It actually looks similar."

Tang Cuo got it.

But don't worry about it first, it's true that you can get it.

Tang Cuo said nothing about bypassing the counter, picked up the medicine bottle on
the shelf, tried it, and found that he could not put it into the equipment bar. His mood
was suddenly not so beautiful, Jin Cheng smiled and said, "So much, if it can be taken
away, Yongye City must not go bankrupt?"

Tangcuo "can't take it away, at least it can be used."

The medicines on the shelf, in addition to the ordinary healing medicines, there are
different kinds of sleeping medicines, detoxification medicines, psychedelics, etc. The
bottles are marked with Chinese characters.

Yongye City rarely has such an intimate moment, but it is helpless that Tangcuo's
pocket is not big enough to hold many things. He picked up a few practical bottles, and
the rest could be taken later.

Jin Cheng was very keen on researching crystal balls, and he searched for a long time
in the store. He didn't find anything like a potion formula or magic spell, which was quite
regrettable.

The scrolls on the shelf looked like it, but they couldn't open it, they were afraid to break
it, so they could only put it on hold.
"Such a store didn't trigger the task, it's unscientific." Jin Cheng said.

"There is no science here, this is magic." Tang Cuo confessed to him.

While they were talking, the two walked into the next store. After they had just walked
in, they heard the familiar "ding" and the task came.

"Trigger side mission-Cecilia's bakery."

"Traveler from a foreign land, welcome to the country of Yueyin. The annual flower
festival is coming again. Beautiful Cecilia is going to the well of time to fetch water. She
is temporarily unable to visit her shop. Please help her She will appreciate the delivery
of the bread ordered by the guest."

After hearing this, Tang Cuo looked into the store, and layers of fragrant bread lay on
the shelves by the window. On the counter were placed three bamboo baskets covered
with blue floral cloth.

There are some places where the bread is toasted, the fire is still burning, and the smell
of fragrance comes out of it.

Open the task panel.

Lunar country

Death of the first poet

Mainline finds Bard Lancelot

Secilia's Bakery

Send the bread in the bamboo basket to the guests (03)

It was so simple and clear, Jin Cheng vowed that he had never encountered a task that
was simpler than this since he entered Yongye City. Send bread, referred to as
takeaway, also known as errands.
Jin Cheng "Is there really anyone in this city?"

Tang Cuo picked up the small notes kept in each bamboo basket and recorded the
names and addresses of each guest, Jack Jr., Aunt Anna, and Mr. Gilbert.

"Go and see." he said.

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Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, as strangers, were unfamiliar with each other, and they spent
a long time in the city before they found the residence of the first customer "Little
Jack"-27 Shell Street.

It was a very small room, and the door number was engraved with a large bronze tofu
block. If it were not Tang Cuo's sharp eyes, it might not be visible.

There was still no one in the room, but the moment Tang Tso carried the bamboo basket
into the house, he remembered the sound of "ding" in his ear. Open the task panel, and
the progress of the branch task has been shown as (13).

Jin Cheng "It seems this task is really simple."

Tang Cuo put down a bamboo basket on the only table in the room, and didn't believe
this evil. Jin Cheng didn't believe it either. He glanced at a photo frame on the bedside.
The picture shows a pair of mothers and sons, all wearing the most common linen
clothes. The mother wears an apron. The son slanted a small cloth bag with red-brown
curls. There are many small freckles on both sides of the bridge of the nose.

This is about little Jack.

Little Jack may have a musical dream.

Tang Cuo found a small harp in the wooden box under the bed. The small harp was
very old and old, but it was well maintained, and even the box containing the harp was
wiped clean.

There is a sheet of music under the small harp, the corners have turned yellow, and the
writing has begun to blur. I want to come back a long time ago. Tang Cuo couldn't
understand the score, but he recognized the name of the score author-Lancelot.

Lancelot, the most popular bard in the whole continent.

"So this little Jack is a fan of Lancelot?" Jin Cheng said, handing Tang Cuo a
newspaper, "You see this."

The front page of the newspaper was talking about an organization called the Ivy
League, with the title "Mrs. Catherine accepted the Ivy League award and became the
13th arbitrator of the Ivy League."

Recently, the headquarters of Popolo Island in the Ivy League issued a message
officially granting Mrs. Catherine the position of arbiter, code-named "Order of Life", in
recognition of her huge contribution in the July Rose incident.

"Observer" His Excellency Roger Reid said that the League of Ivy League will continue
to track the news of the Rose Sect...

It is reported that Mr. Lancelot has donated all the income of the July Charity
Performance to the victims of the July Rose incident, and praised Mr. Lancelot, who is
always kind and upright...
The newspaper is called "Dodo Daily" and the date is July 30, 1228 in the Sicilian
Continental Calendar.

Tang Cuofan has seen other content. Apart from knowing some place names, he has no
other places to pay attention to. He asked "What day is it today?"

Jin Cheng "September 1."

Little Jack has the habit of remembering dates. He draws a grid of dates himself, and
draws a cross every day. On September 1st, no crosses were drawn yet, and they were
circled with red pens, next to which was written the Huazhao Festival.

In addition to this, there is no other useful information in the house, Tang Cuo and Jin
Cheng no longer stay, go to the next house.

Aunt Anna lived two streets away, and the living conditions were better than Little Jack,
but her house seemed more crowded, and there were a lot of clothes to be washed in
the corner. There are men, women and children, mostly hessian, but also some
cotton-this may be her job.

There is a pile of clothes washed halfway through the door.

Although the room was crowded, everything was organized in order, so that people
knew at a glance what should be placed.

Tang Cuo looked around and found nothing, and finally turned his attention to the pile of
clothes. But just when he wanted to reach out, Jin Cheng handed over a wand, which
he came from the magic house.

At some point, Jin Cheng will suddenly get a disease called "cleanliness".

Tang Cuo took the wand expressionlessly and turned it over as a stick in the pile of
clothes. He turned it over, and he really turned out something. With a bang, a badge fell
out of a piece of clothing.
Jin Cheng picked it up, looked at it, and said, "The silver moon sign may be a family
crest, or it may be a token. I see that the country of Yueyin mostly has such a small city.
This is the chapter of the royal family or the city owner. And you found it. We walked all
the way. Except for the white rose, we didn’t see the second kind of flowers. These
roses are all connected."

The rose bushes are scattered all over the city. They opened on the window of the
bakery, on the eaves of Little Jack, wrapped around the tower, and even filled the
vacancy of the city wall. The spiked vines were winding around, making it difficult for
people to distinguish where they came from. But there is no doubt that their roots are
not here.

This entire country of moon hiding is paved with large blocks of stone bricks, and almost
no dirt road is seen, and the rose will never grow out of the bricks.

"You mean, the rose is related to the eccentricity in this city?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Mostly," Jin Cheng said, picking a rose that peeped through the hole in the window, and
raised his eyebrows slightly. "I'm just curious why it's a rose, not a rose."

"rose?"

"Have you not read Wilde's "The Nightingale and the Rose"? The ring on your hand is
called Nightingale."

I am an illiterate, thank you.

Tang Cuo does not like to read fairy tales, that is a utopia in a miserable world, too false.
But he didn't like to watch "Miserable World", too miserable. All in all, he just doesn't like
reading.

Jin Cheng's literary and artistic cells grow randomly like his cleanliness.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at the residence of the last guest, Mr. Gilbert.
Mr. Gilbert has a wealthy family and lives in a double-storey single-family building, and
even a horse-drawn carriage is parked downstairs. There was no horse in the carriage,
and the door of the carriage was open, and there were all kinds of things stacked in it,
food, use, play, and even a stack of letters.

There is also a box outside the carriage, with a footrest next to it. It seems that it seems
that who is moving things on the carriage, but the things are not finished, the people are
gone.

Tang Cuo read the letter first.

Most of these are family books, some travellers who study abroad write to their parents,
some adventurers who travel far away write to their beloved girls, some trivial things
and some anecdotes, bitterness, miss, love, all in the letter.

Turning over, Tangcuo saw Aunt Anna's letter, which was written by his son.

Mother, it's spring again, and I don't know if you are well.

Although Flange is a small principality, it is beautiful here, mother. Last time you worried
that I couldn’t get used to the cold climate and the innate arrogance of the Falan people,
but the spring is full of flowers. As long as it is a place with flowers, it will not be too sad.

I found a job in timekeeping and helped someone repair old watches in a watch shop.
The boss is a very kind gentleman. He often distributes the extra bread from home to
me, so you really don’t have to worry about me, and you don’t have to overwork yourself
for my tuition.

I was also fortunate to meet Mr. Lancelot at the end of last year. He was still so gentle
and kind, and his music became more and more beautiful. He asked me about the
things in his hometown, and encouraged me to work hard, I am really happy, mother, he
still remembers me.

Praise Silver Moon.

Miss you, my mother.

When I return from my studies next year, I will bring you the most beautiful flower.

——Your favorite son Louis

Closing the letter, Tang Cuo pressed down the slightly turbulent mood and opened the
next one. The recipient of the letter was an acquaintance, Cecilia who opened the
bakery.

Dear Cecilia

I'm sorry to have written you back so long, you know, there is a long road between the
country of Yueyin and the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers, it is difficult for me to pass the
first-hand news to you.

Regarding your request to me, I can only hold the greatest regret and tell you that Mr.
Lancelot has no plans to return for the time being. He has just accepted the invitation of
the Ivy League and intends to go to Popolo Island to give the honorary ceremony to
Mrs. Catherine Played his new work "Serum".

Dear Cecilia, maybe I shouldn’t say that, but you should look at other men with your
beautiful star-like eyes, they are so in love with you, willing to give everything for you.

——Your Uncle Sain

Jin Cheng also read the letter and joked, "It seems that this beautiful Cecilia is also a
crush for Mr. Lancelot."

Tang Cuo began to care about the second appearance of Popolo Island and the Ivy
League. The newspaper's date is July 30th, and today's date is September 1st. In just
one month, Lancelot went from the Kingdom of Flowers to Popolo Island. What
happened?

The death of the poet, is he really dead?

What does the vision of the country of Yueyin have to do with him?

Now it seems that the country of Yueyin is undoubtedly the hometown of Lancelot, and
there are traces of his existence everywhere. The wealthy Mr. Gilbert seems to be a
business man who travels between the country of Yueyin and other places, bringing
goods and letters to the people here.

The things in the carriage carry different signs, and Tang Cuo distinguished some based
on the contents of the letter. For example, bookmarks of dried flowers from the Kingdom
of Hundred Flowers, jade of the Elven Forest, etc.

Put the bamboo basket filled with bread into Mr. Gilbert's house. With a "ding", the
branch task was successfully completed. At the same time, there is a system broadcast

"Congratulations to the player who completed the side mission "Cecilia's Bakery" and
received the reward "a brass key."

Tang Cuo opened the system panel and saw the reward. He then looked at Jin Cheng,
Jin Cheng shrugged to him, it seemed that the reward only fell on the ring holder Tang
Cuo.

At this point, the two had left the west of the city to the south of the city, and then turned
to the center of the city. When Tang Cuo looked down at the tower, he saw a small
palace with a full moon in the center of the city. Lancelot was probably there.

But when they got there, they were dumbfounded.

The palace is not big and there is no wall, but the vines are wrapped around the palace,
and all the doors and windows are blocked. And there were spikes all over the vine, and
there was no place to start.

Jin Cheng took a try and took out a mechanical bow and shot an arrow at the gate.
"Huh!" The metal arrow pierced the vines and bruised a rose. And just when the petal
was broken, all the vines came alive, furiously holding onto the metal arrow and
dragging it firmly.

Tang Cuo's eyes were sharp, and he saw Yin Hong's blood flowing from the broken
petals.

"Kap." The metal arrow was cut in two by the vines, as if it was fragile.

"Go!" Jin Cheng decisively took the opportunity to pull Tangcuo and ran back, very fast.
Tang Cuo was half a second slower than him, but he didn't even look back.

too frightening.

The rose of the whole palace was alive, hundreds of thorns vines were thrown like a
whip, and the whip went down, even if it did not die, it was peeled.

The only good news is that the roses in other places haven't moved, otherwise there will
be no solution.

"Crack!" Several vines were calling together. Tang Cuo quickly crossed the roof, but was
still hit in the middle. With a tingle, the clothing pendulum was torn instantly.

Jin Cheng stopped him in time, the two fled quickly, and finally escaped into life when
they ran out of the palace kilometer.

The vines shrank back, and the pure white flowers embraced the palace again, quietly,
like caring for a sleeping lover.

Tang Cuo breathed a little, not to mention the broken clothes, and looked around first.
They were originally in the west of the city, and then they ran to the south of the city.
The pattern of the south of the city was similar to that of the west of the city. Looking
forward, there seemed to be a small square there.

At this time the sun was finally falling into the golden sand sea, the sky was dim, and
the moon was sharp in the distance.
"The palace can't go for the time being. I can't even take my arrows. I'm afraid I still
need to find other customs clearance items." Jin Cheng knew the copy routine and said,
looking over the copper ring on Tang Cuo's finger, saying, "I How do you feel that you
are almost on your ring."

Tang Cuo raised his hand, "What?"

Jin Cheng "For example, a gem."

Tang Cuo took a closer look. The place where the pattern was carved looked like
something empty, but if there were any gems, they were very small. Where can I find
them?

He couldn't help looking at the moon. The skill engraved on the ring was called
"moonlight tide", and he didn't know what had to do with the real moonlight. There is no
moon in the city of Yongye. If you want to verify, it is only in the copy.

Maybe use the moonlight tide to open the palace gate?

No, the risk factor is too high.

Tang Cuo temporarily gave up the idea, the two continued along the street, and walked
to the small square.

The small square is really small, less than ten meters in diameter, but there is a bronze
statue on the square-a young man with a small harp sitting on the ground cross-legged
and singing with his eyes closed.

Tang Cuo rarely sees the statue sitting on the ground. The man is wearing a shirt, a
waistcoat and boots, a dagger is hanging around his waist, a Fedora hat with a side hat
curled up, and the hat is decorated with beautifully shaped feathers. , With his hair stuck
behind his ears, revealing a handsome profile.

He smiled, squatting a white dove at his feet, and there were flowers in front of him-of
course, these were also made of copper.
Jin Cheng squatted in front of the bronze statue and saw the ring on his right hand. The
statue restored the ring very well, and on this ring, there was a very small gem at the
pattern.

In addition to this, there is a keyhole in the heart of the statue. Tangcuo tried with
Cecilia's key, but it didn't match.

Jin Cheng’s focus is not on these, because he suddenly remembered some old and old
accounts, “Irish harp, I remember that I just played this bonfire party when you first
entered the camp. Everyone gave the instructor a show, so you were not there. where
did you go?"

Tang Cuo didn't want to say that he actually heard, but he was sitting in the corner and
Jin Cheng didn't see it. Other instructors play a harmonica at most, so Jin Cheng holds
a harp and leads the way, not giving others the chance to be in the limelight.

"To the restroom."

"Huh."

If Jin Cheng is dissatisfied with this student, he doesn’t have any artistic skills and is too
bad.

Tang Cuo did not want to talk more about this topic, and instead said "well of time."

Jin Cheng understands "Time Magic?"

Tang Cuo said in the branch mission that today is the Huachao Festival, so Cecilia will
go to the Well of Time to fetch water. The time of this hidden country seems to be
stagnant, and it will stay on the Huachai Festival forever and stay It’s all dead."

Jin Cheng "Except for those weird rose flowers."

The whole city, or the whole country, has no living things except rose flowers. There is
not even a tree.
The flowers must be rooted in the soil and must be nourished by water. If the rose
flowers are grown by the water in the well of time at that time, and the well of time
contains time magic, everything can be explained.

The question is-where is this well of time?

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Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng continued to wander around the city blindly, and received
several branch tasks one after another. For example, "Mr. Tok's little toys", "Mary's
troubles" and so on.

These small tasks are not difficult, but the content of the task is the same as "Cecilia's
Bakery", which has a subtle relationship with each other, and gradually depicts a life
picture belonging to the country of Yueyin for Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng. .

This is a place without flowers and trees. A small stone city grows in the desert, far
away from the rest of the mainland. Even the most experienced businessmen have to
walk for a long time before they can reach the Principality of France, which is closest to
them.

Not to mention that at the southernmost tip of the mainland, that four seasons of spring
is a kingdom of flowers.
Jin Cheng took the igniter and walked all the way to light up the oil lamps along the
street. These lamps are covered with colorful hollow glass covers, which are said to be
sold only in the most prosperous small windmill harbour in the north of the mainland.

The last king of the country of Yueyin spent a lot of thought to transport these
lampshades back. He installed these lampshades on the side of the street and said to
his people, "When the lamp is on, the colorful glazes bloom like flowers, mine People
don’t have to watch the wind and sand all day long."

The task they are doing at this time is called "Billy's Flower".

Billy is a blind man who lives alone and never goes out after night, but he still hopes that
the long street in front of the door will light up every night. There are a total of
ninety-nine lamps on the Long Street. After completing the task, the two received a
glazed lamp that can be carried in their hands as a reward.

The reward items in these tasks are also related to each other. For example, the reward
items in this task can be used in other tasks, depending on whether you want it or not.

Although he completed the task, Jin Cheng kept lighting the lights. He had a whim and
said he wanted to see how the lights were on throughout the city. Tang Cuo went with
him. Although he didn't understand the style, he still had a basic appreciation of beauty.

Walking on the long streets of the mysterious country like this, lighting up all the way,
searching all the way, and putting the pieces together into a complete story, I feel pretty
good.

This is also the calmest moment in his heart since he entered Yongye City.

"Look here." Jin Cheng's tone suddenly brought a hint of interest. The lit lamp
illuminates a small green door sandwiched between two buildings, and he reads the
bronze medal "Popolo Island Ivy League Office in Yueyin Country."
Under the moon night, this green door is really unremarkable. The office is also pitifully
small like it was in an alley. The door could not be pushed open, Jin Cheng carefully
looked at the keyhole and turned his head to ask, "What about Cecilia's key?"

Tang Cuo had long thought that the key was already in his hand. He stepped forward to
insert the key, turned it, and clicked, and the door opened.

There are no lights in the house, and in such a narrow place, there is naturally no
window to let the moonlight in. Tang Cuo took out the glazed lamp, lit it and brought it in.

Although the office is small, it has all the internal organs. Directly opposite the door is a
reception desk, with a blackboard hanging on the right, with many notices and notes.
Below the blackboard is a bookshelf, and Jin Cheng takes a newspaper from above—it
is the Dodo Daily.

"It seems that Jack's newspaper is from here." Jin Cheng said. After all, they walked so
many places and did not see any newspapers to sell.

"The latest newspaper is also July 30?" Tang Cuo asked.

Jin Cheng quickly looked through, and then gave a positive answer. In addition to the
newspaper on July 30, there is a whole week ahead, and there will be no more later.
According to the existing clues, it should be a long distance and inconvenient
transportation, so the overall news of the country of Yueyin is one month later than the
rest of the mainland. Thinking this way, Jin Cheng simply took down all the newspapers,
went round the chair behind the counter and sat down to read slowly.

Tang Cuo saw that he had taken the newspaper, and he began to study the blackboard.
The two had a clear division of labor.

The blackboard is basically about the Ivy League, and Tang Cuo also learned after
reading it that Ivy League is a bounty hunter organization. The headquarters of the
organization, Popolo Island, is separated from the small windmill harbour by the Black
Strait, and its offices are spread across the mainland.
In short, this is an organization that has existed for no more than a hundred years, but is
very strong and allows the royal families of all countries to be treated with courtesy.

It's a bit like the adventurer's guild in Tang Cuo's cognition, except that the adventurer is
changed to a bounty hunter. After joining the organization, these bounty hunters must
also maintain the original intention of the establishment of the Ivy League-to eliminate
all evil.

What does darkness mean?

Tang Cuo thinks of the "July Rose Incident", a sect of roses, mentioned in the
newspaper. Thinking about it this way, Tang Cuo speeded up the browsing speed, and
found his traces in small lines.

Last month, according to the report of His Excellency Roger Reid, the activities of the
Rose sect in the Principality of France increased...

Principality of France?

Isn't this the place closest to the country of Yueyin? "Supervisor" Roger Reid, who also
appeared in the report of the July Rose incident, should be the top of the Ivy League.

Tang Cuo used to look for something, and he wouldn't miss it in any corner. The paper
on the blackboard was stacked on top of each other, so he looked at one and took it off
until-a sign appeared on the blackboard.

The golden inverted pentagram, in the middle is a blooming red rose.

Rose sect.

But why does the Rose sect logo appear in the Ivy League office? Could it be that their
power has spread here?

Tang Cuo's eyes couldn't help but look out of the door. On September 1st, the Hua
Chao Festival should be the time when the crowd was surging. Coupled with the news
of the Principality of France mentioned earlier, the outline of the story seems clear.
"What's your gain there?" Tang Cuo asked back.

"No." Jin Cheng shrugged. "There didn't seem to be any major events in the week
except July Rose, but there are a lot of lace news. Do you want to listen?"

Tang Cuo, of course, don't listen.

Jin Chengfei wanted to tell him, "Lancelot has a good friend named Theodore,
hereditary Duke of the Hundred Flowers Kingdom. He is an upright, brave and
handsome knight. Do you think they have brotherhood?"

Tang Cuo "..."

You, a straight man, are really upset.

Jin Cheng dropped the newspaper, tilted Erlang's legs, and supported his chin on the
counter with his elbows, saying, "Really don't guess? Ten points of gambling."

Tang Cuo "I guess not."

For ten points, Tangcuo succumbed.

Jin Cheng was not very satisfied with his answer. But when he was ready, he closed
and said, "What did you find?"

Tang Cuo talked about the Rose Sect.

Jin Cheng stepped forward to see, "The Rose Sect, the Well of Time, the Flower
Festival, the live rose, and the dead city all seem to be related. The problem is still the
location of the Well of Time. With our luck, I guess it might be in that palace."

Tang Cuo "You can also avoid such a crow mouth."

Jin Cheng shrugged, and he did not do it on purpose. The main Mr. Crow was a crow,
and he always cursed Jin Cheng.
The two then left the office and decided to find a library. There may be a plan of the
country of the moon hidden in the library, which can determine the specific location of
the well of time.

An hour later, the two did not find the library, but found a school. Just stepping into the
school gate, the new system broadcast came again with a "ding".

"Trigger feeder task-Eve's bookmark."

"Little Eve is a careless child, but she is also a good child who is clever and sensible.
Even if she is sad and sad, she will only secretly hide in the corner and cry alone.
Traveler from a foreign country, please help her find the lost bookmark, Allow this poor
child to go to class with peace of mind."

Jin Cheng went to light the lamp first, and incidentally vomited, "This hidden copy is full
of humanistic care. It’s either that Yongye City has a bug, or that we want to relax our
vigilance, and then use the roses to tie us up and throw it into the well of time to drown."

You can shut up.

Tang Cuo turned away and did not want to ignore him. His destination is very clear, that
is the music classroom. Almost all the side missions in this copy are inextricably linked
to Lancelot, and the place where the bookmark is located may also be related to him.

But this school is too small, there is no special music classroom, and Tang Cuo walked,
and actually saw the library that can not be found-yes, there may not be a special library
in the city, but there must be in the school library.

"Squeak." Tang Cuo pushed the door in.

There was no lamp in the room, but the moonlight was very bright, so he did not light
the lamp. He pulled out a hard-shell book from the shelf and read the words on the
book-"Encyclopedia of Sicilian Continental Plants" by moonlight.
Open the book, not only detailed notes, but also illustrations for each plant. In the
middle is a borrowing card with the borrower's name written in different fonts.

Tang Cuo didn't see the familiar name, put down the book temporarily, and changed
another one.

"Journey to Lilian" is still extremely detailed. The style of writing is vivid and interesting,
accompanied by cute hand-painted illustrations, which depicts the protagonist Lilian on
the mainland.

"The Elf's Sonnet", "Secret of the Lake", "Sicilian Fairy Tales" and so on, every book has
something to say, as if there is a long history of Sicily in the world.

Tang Cuo even found a copy of "General Rules of Magic".

"I think we have a large epic copy." Jin Cheng's voice came from behind.

"How to say?" Tang Cuo turned back.

"Don't you think the setting of this world is too detailed? Humanities, geography,
including these books, and countless detailed settings, if only for us to find Lancelot's
body, it is too wasteful."

"This is just the first ring."

Tang Cuo has almost perverted intuition, this first ring is just the beginning of the story,
the real adventure is still behind. He couldn't help but looked down at the book in his
hand. This "Magic Principles" is equivalent to the guide book of introductory magic,
starting with the basic meditation, and then introducing simple introductory mantras.

The more difficult magic circle was taken in one stroke, and the potion was another
branch.

Become a magician?
Tang Cuo thinks of Leng Miao, a well-known big magician in area a. He is also good at
space magic and can reach area f from area a with the fastest speed.

At this time, Jin Cheng again said, "Want to listen to the instructor's opinion?"

Tang Cuo turned around and saw that he was leaning on the bookshelf with his arms
still unshaped. But Tang Cuo knew he was reliable, so he nodded honestly.

Jin Cheng’s corners are slightly curved. “In the early days, there are not many points.
It’s best to specialize in one direction. Compared to long-distance occupations, you are
more suitable for melee combat, but you don’t have to be overwhelmed. You can also
learn the magic. A magic that suits your own skills and does not require high skills to
assist in combat."

Tang Cuo also thought this way. Hesitated before, just because the path of magic is
already in front of him. If he chooses close combat, I don't know if he has this chance.

k27216, after all, is a warrior who likes to cut people with a knife.

"The number of battles in Yongye City, no matter what direction, warrior or mage, can be
roughly divided into two growth paths-self-study and education."

The domineering instructor went online, and under the moonlight, Jin Cheng's eyes
showed a few traces of seriousness and majesty, even the lines of his face seemed to
be hardened.

"Self-study is like you are now. Find your way in the copy and explore the possibility of
becoming a magician. You may succeed or you may fail. Talent, effort, and luck are
indispensable."

"Cuckoo education is simpler, mission clearance, system rewards, no need to delve into
it, you should get it."

Tang Cuo thinks of "fireball" and "air walk" in the skill bar. These two skills do not need
to be practiced. If you learn it, you just learn it. You just use it.
"The difference between a master and an ordinary player?" he asked.

"Not necessarily." Jin Cheng shook his head, "Yongye City has unlimited possibilities.
The more difficult the copy, the more likely it is to reward high-level skills when clearing
customs. But you have to remember that you can live to the end of the real Experts
must be self-taught, because they are stable enough."

Although Jin Cheng is a good swordman, Tang Cuo, as a former student, knows how
much he emphasizes steady play. Only if the foundation is strong enough, can the
sword go forward.

"Choose a self-taught person, he may not have a result, but he has a process of hard
work. Even if it is unsuccessful in the end, his overall quality has been improved in this
process, and Yongye City’s assessment of his viability will naturally have Increased. Of
course, this road needs opportunities, not everyone can find a way to get started in the
copy. In this case, you can only retreat first and seek second."

Survival is justice.

Tang Cuo remembered this sentence again, in this Yongye City with infinite possibilities,
even the worst players have a chance to survive. As Jin Cheng said, talent, effort, and
luck are all important.

"Aside from the seemingly similar magic and powers, which are better or worse, it is
difficult to have a standard judgment. Magic requires a spell, a staff, but powers are not
used. But powers cannot choose their own attributes, Awakening into which department
is which department, the magician is more flexible. Although most magicians specialize
in one department, they will make themselves stronger in this department, but the magic
of other departments is not unusable." Jin Cheng said.

"It seems that there are more abilities in Yongye City than there are magicians?" Tang
Cuo asked.
"That's because there are few copies of magic, and it's harder to get started. You have
known for a long time in Yongye City that abilities are like dogs and gunmen are
everywhere." Then, Jin Cheng's tone brought a trace make fun of.

"how about you?"

"Bows and arrows are a kind of martial arts, but I also built an ability, you should have
guessed it-sound waves."

Jin Cheng played the strings with a bowed string, and the sound wave oscillated, truly
attacking indiscriminately. Tang Cuo loves him this way, but he has no music cells, so
think about it.

"According to the general setting, the orthodox knighthood education is monopolized by

the nobility. I am afraid there will not be such a small school. While no one is disturbing
now, you learn magic first, I will find a bookmark."

The overbearing instructor once again arranged Tang Cuo clearly, Tang Cuo was lazy,
and was happy to be arranged, holding a book and found a corner full of moonlight to sit
cross-legged and try meditation.

Jin Cheng continued to turn the book.

The branch tasks in this copy are very simple, maybe the bookmark is in the book. The
library is not large, and there are six rows of large bookshelves. It is not difficult to turn
them all quickly.

Look for maps by the way.

The time passed by one minute and one second, the two did not disturb each other,
only the sound of flipping through the book quietly flowing.

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Magic is a subject that is difficult, simple, and simple. Tang Cuo closed his eyes and
successfully sensed the magical elements that surround the world according to the
"Moonlight Meditation Idea" taught in the book.

Unlike the natural awakening of the ability, the magician pays attention to the affinity of
elements. There are so many divisions of magic, and what department has a higher
affinity with the mage himself is easier to be absorbed, and the spells of the department
will be released faster.

Tangcuo felt it and found that the magical elements around him were very cold. If the
magical elements have expressions, their expressions should be exactly the same as
Tangcuo's expressions, that is-no expressions.

The element of magic is absorbed into the body and turned into magic.

Ten minutes later, Tang Cuo sensed that the number of elements in his body was almost
equal, and continued to be expressionless. His bonus points are added to the item of
force value, and his intelligence is zero. Even with the original foundation, there is not
much magic power that can be stored. It is evenly divided. It is unknown whether each
department is enough to cast a magic.

This step is completed, and there are spells.

The mantra is awkward, and the simple entry-level mantra is very short, only a few
syllables, but Tangcuo just opened his mouth, and the magic in the body began to
surge, and a little tingling came in his mind.
He didn't change his face, tried again and again, reading off a fireball spell intermittently.

The words fell, and a small fireball appeared in front of him, jumping and shaking a few
times. The sound of "Bao" appeared, and the sound of "Bao" disappeared.

Tang Cuo looked blank and looked down at the staff in his hand.

This staff is the one that Jin Cheng walked in the magic house, walnut. His fireball
disappeared so quickly, it must be due to the poor staff.

So he condensed another fireball, and this time he saw clearly, his magical elements
were not active at all, passively lazy, and immediately went on strike.

Jin Cheng heard the voice and lifted his head from the book, just opposite his eyes.
Tang Cuo looked at him quietly, but to see what the instructor could say again.

Jin Cheng said, "Your fireball is pretty bright."

Tang Cuo "..."

When Jin Cheng finally understood Tang Cuo's problems, he didn't have much to say,
"You are indeed suitable for close combat."

Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes, "Are you smiling in your heart?"

Jin Cheng "Do you know what a crime it is to defame the instructor?"

Tangcuo "Yongyecheng does not have this sin."

Hey, little **** are getting worse and worse.

Jin Cheng closed the book and said, "Have you never read a fantasy novel before? The
actor is like you. All the masters can't specialize. Everyone thinks that he is a waste
wood, mocking him, insulting him, and as a result people are fighting back, From then
on to the peak of life."

Tang Cuo "..."

Jin Cheng didn't say that Yongye City also circulated a sentence for these all-mage and
all-in-one abilities: a meal is as fierce as a tiger.

Tang Cuoxin's set of gossip that reached the pinnacle of his life was ghost. But he didn't
plan to be a magician, and he couldn't be disappointed.

"Have you found a bookmark?" he asked.

"Not yet, but I have seen Lancelot's name on many loan cards." Jin Cheng took one of
them and threw it to Tang Cuo with both fingers.

Tangcuo caught it, scanned the name above, and turned back to find a line.

When I grow up, I must find the most beautiful flower in the world and bring it back to
the country of the moon.

This handwriting is exactly the same as Lancelot's signature, and it has a relatively long
history. It should have been written by him when he went to school here. Has the bard
Lancelot's wish come true?

Tang Cuo couldn't help looking out the window, and the white rose bloomed in the
moonlight.

Lancelot’s message on the borrowing card was still not sure if it was useful. Jin Cheng
quickly turned over the remaining books and finally found Eve’s bookmark.

It's sandwiched in a travel book, and there are words on the bookmarks.

If you want to be a great adventurer, you must be brave, Eve.

The small characters are not arranged neatly, the writing is crooked, and there are
typos. It was like Eve wrote it to herself, or maybe it was something she hid in her heart
that she never told others.

Children born in the desert yearn for a broad continent and want to be an adventurer. It
is because of this that bookmarks are sandwiched in a travel note.
While Jin Cheng was looking for bookmarks, Tang Cuo also learned the few entry-level
spells left in the book, namely, light, water polo, wind blade, lightning, and ground
motion. The rest of the magic of the other series does not seem to be suitable for
beginners, and it is not very practical. Tangcuo put it down first.

Regrettably, they still haven’t found a map of the country of the moon and cannot
confirm the location of the well of time.

After leaving school, the two walked around and found themselves walking back to the
tower in the west of the city. It was about one or two in the morning, when the moon was
hanging high in the sky. Jin Cheng lit the lamp in front of the tower and walked up again.

The west tower of the city is the highest point of the Yueyin Kingdom, which has the
best view of the entire Yueyin Kingdom.

Under the cold moonlight, the world and the world are quiet, and the vast yellow sand
has completely turned into a sea. Numerous pure white flowers bloom on the isolated
island in the sea, dotted with fireflies.

Not all of these fireflies are warm white, they have a dreamy color like colored glaze,
and together with the slow evening wind, weave a colorful dream.

In front of such a beautiful scenery, Jin Cheng has become a pure and elegant viewer.
Holding the glazed lamp rewarded by the task, he flexibly climbed to the top of the tower
and stood on the sloping tiles, holding the tall tower with one hand and looking up.

"Look, all the lights are on, it's a flower." He said, his voice melodious and happy with
the evening wind, with a trace of joy and satisfaction.

No matter what kind of environment he is in, he can always find a bit of leisure, such as
lighting the lights of the city.

The city of Yueyin is round, and its streets are not straight, but have a certain arc. It's
not very obvious in the daytime. Now that the lights along the street are lit, you will find
that these streets are connected together, just like a blooming flower.
The blind man Billy said in his mission that the last king told his people "When the lights
are on, the colorful glazes are blooming like flowers, so my people don't have to watch
the sand all day long."

It really is.

"Bang!" Suddenly, there was a sound overhead. Tang Cuo looked up and saw a stream
of light rising up into the night sky, traversing the crooked moon hook, and bursting out a
firework in the starry night.

Tang Cuo was stunned, and then asked, "Fireworks at the Flower Festival?"

In the side mission "Mr. Tok's Little Toys", his toy box contains a lot of weird toys to
make children happy, as well as various fireworks prepared for the Flower Festival.

Jin Cheng lit another firework stick and said, "Since it is a flower festival, it is a pity not
to display fireworks."

Tang Cuo declined to comment. Although there are various indications that the time in
the city stopped on the day of the Flower Festival, it does not mean that today is the
Flower Festival. When two of their strangers traveled here, it might have been hundreds
of years since the flower festival. But Tang Cuo is not always so uncomfortable, so he
didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

He remembered those side missions.

The beautiful Cecilia who was in love with Lancelot; the aunt Mary who worked hard to
send her son to study; the blind blind man who still longed for the light; Eve and Jack
the dreaming, and so on. Although they didn't see them, there were traces of their
existence everywhere.

How many side missions like this are hidden in the country of the moon hidden?

"Don't you come up?" Jin Cheng poked his head from above.

"Why should I go up?" Tang Cuo said.

"There are two more fireworks, won't you come and put them? Maybe this is the key to
triggering the mission."

"Oh."

I believe you are a ghost.

Tang Cuo didn't believe it, but after a few minutes, he climbed to the top of the tower,
sitting side by side with Jin Cheng, and set off fireworks. Jin Cheng hung the glazed
lamp on the spire of the tower. As the evening wind swayed gently, the light and shadow
swayed with it, blurring the dream.

There were beautiful fireworks above his head, hazy lights around him, Tang Cuo was
silent, Yu Guang glanced at Jin Cheng's profile, he didn't quite understand why he was
so old, and why he was still single.

When Jin Cheng died, he was thirty-two years old.

When Tang Cuo was in the barracks, he often listened to someone saying that he had a
crush on the instructor, and which officer wanted to match him. Jin Cheng has a good
background, a high degree of education, good looks, and a bright future. He also feels
that he will one day marry an equally outstanding person.

Who would have thought that this man died suddenly, thirty-two years old, leaving
nothing behind.

"I remember I said that the day I met." Jin Cheng leaned his head on his chin and
smiled and said, "If you look at me like this, it is easy for me to have some vulgar
associations."

Shut up, straight man, you've got to die.

Tang Cuo decided to cure him, so he remained silent for a few seconds, and suddenly
said, "I like you."
Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows. He was really unexpected, so that he was there for a
while. The clinker Tangcuo gasped and added "points" expressionlessly.

Jin Cheng smiled angrily, put the last firework stick into Tang Cuo's arms, and said,
"Save it, don't give it to you."

Tangcuo is not uncommon, and he lighted the fireworks stick. In the dim light and
shadow, no one saw a slight arc in the corner of his mouth, and quickly put it down.

"Bang!" The fireworks burst out again, and both looked up, beautiful is really beautiful.

At the same time, Yongye City G District Prison.

Because of a series of storms in area f, at least half of the cells in the prison are usually
empty, and the occupancy rate has risen linearly to more than 80. This room and the
one in that room will meet each other, and most of the chances are still old
acquaintances.

And because prisons are not divided according to the area to which the player belongs,
the elites in area a are mixed with the garbage in area f in their mouths, living in the
same room and eating the same things, who is more noble than who .

Jiang He and Chen Liu, who are also members of Tianzhi, were separated to the next
door. In the same area were the big magician Leng Miao and two players from the
familiar area A. As for Chong Yanzhang and the puppet master Yao Qing, they were
divided a little further away.

Players in area f and other areas are mixed in this group of big brothers, all crouched in
the corner and can't wait to be invisible. However, the g area is a single cell, the big
brothers are sullen, and they have no intentions.

Jianghe’s room is at the end of the corridor, with the wall on the right hand side and
Chen Liu on the left hand side. Leng Miao was diagonally opposite him, and there was a
barefoot girl in the cell opposite him.
The little girl was lying on the ground with her back to them, her body curled up, wearing
a funny green dinosaur head hat, like she was torn from something.

Jianghe has been watching her because the little girl hasn't moved since entering, and
her clothes are covered with dark, dry blood. He looked at it for a long time, only to see
that it was a sick suit.

Chen Liu has been talking nonsense, saying that Jiang He wants to kill.

"Jianghe, to be honest, did you see Jin Cheng's conspiracy early in the morning? Are
you deliberately wrong?"

"Aren't you already looking at me that's not pleasing to the eye, so I deliberately
concealed it in order to fight against me, so that I could lose a big heel. In this way, I
would--"

Jianghe finally could not bear it, Shen said, "Are you also worthy?"

Chen Liu stood up anxiously, and he couldn't see the river across the wall, but this did
not prevent him from pouring his anger, "Jianghe, don't think I don't know what abacus
you are playing. Don't you want to be the second-hand? I don’t measure my
qualifications. If you join halfway, what qualifications do you want to compete with me?"

Hearing the words, Jiang He closed his eyes and suddenly lost his thoughts about the
theory with him.

Chen Liu was aggressive, "Why don't you answer? Have you been guilty? Oh, I tell you
Jianghe, when I am in one day, you just want to play tricks! Do you think you are smart
alone, are you still being played by Jin Cheng? Get around—"

Before the words fell, a magical attack suddenly came from the opposite cell, crossed
the iron railing, and hit Chen Liu's arm straight. Chen Liu hurriedly avoided it, and his
angry eyes pierced the opposite side, but when he touched Leng Miao's face, he
squeezed hard.
"Noisy." Leng Miao looked cold.

Chen Liu stopped talking with his arms down, and Chong Yanzhang was not here. He
did not dare to confront Leng Miao.

Leng Miao did not want to take care of this stupid person. Yu Guang swept across the
river like an old monk, and he was extremely irritable. This irritability is not directed
against the rivers and rivers, and Jin Cheng is targeted. It was Chen Liu who mentioned
Jin Cheng again just now, which made him sick.

The smell in the cell was unpleasant, and the **** smell next door had been floating for
several days.

Leng Miao did not want to endure, raising his hand was an air cage to seal the next
door. With this air cage, he finally felt more comfortable, whether it was psychological
comfort or not.

After a while, Jianghe suddenly looked over and said, "You are like this, the people
inside will die of oxygen deficiency."

Leng Miao sneered, "Are you sorry for her?"

Jianghe "I think the great magician Leng Miao, although he wants to get twelve
movements, is not the one who just kills players for fun."

"Tianzhi was poisoned in area f, how many people were sent in, you talk to me about
this?"

"Poisoning just let them go to jail, killing people here, really killing people."

Jianghe's tone was not disturbing, as if it was just the fact of Uncle Chen.

Chen Liu shivered with pain in his arm, and when he heard what he said, he hated
itching. He hated the river the most. It seemed that he was not humble in the face of
anyone. Chong Yanzhang also said that he has a general style. This time against Jin
Cheng, Chen Liu proposed to use bs101, which was also Jiang River's first objection.
They are all old players in Zone A. Who doesn't know who, what kind of moral guard, it's
hypocritical and disgusting.

Chen Liu only hopes that Leng Miao also hates such a hypocritical person. This man's
temper is notoriously cold and hard, and few people can please him.

But Leng Miao took a deep look at the river and actually removed the air cage. Jiang He
nodded to him, and the two sides did not speak again.

Chen Liu gasped, and his face suddenly turned pale, but he didn't dare to question Leng
Miao. He turned to look at the little girl angrily, seeing that she coughed suddenly,
twitching, and then quietly again.

"Dingling bell--" A sudden ring of electric bell suddenly sounded.

Chen Liu groaned in her heart, and immediately left the little girl behind her head,
because—the electric bell rang, and the warden was about to go on a tour.

The nightmare belonging to the prison in the g district of Yongye City came again.

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In the copy, Tangcuo and Jin Cheng bored fireworks halfway through the night, and
finally ushered in a sunrise.
The two took a short break, went to Cecilia's bakery and ate some bread pads, and then
continued to wander around the city without a head of flies.

Jin Cheng said, "In the end we may not be killed by the boss, but thirsty."

There is no water in the city, needless to say, you have to be careful not to choke on
eating bread.

Tang Cuo did not want to waste his spit, so he wisely chose to shut up and switch to
energy-saving mode. Jin Cheng didn't say much, and he carried a glazed lamp in his
hand.

For the next half of the day, the two still spent their side missions. Repair a roof, find a
few items, and then run a calf, running from the west of the city to the east of the city,
and then go to the palace in the center of the city to shake a circle.

If the player does not start, the vine will not suddenly come alive. The two successfully
walked to the palace gate, and tried all the reward items of the side missions, including
the Nightingale Ring, which had no trigger effect.

The present reward items that have not been used include a glazed lamp, a small round
mirror with a large slap, a handkerchief and a feather pen.

Several other things, such as Cecilia's key, disappeared after opening the Ivy League
office.

Jin Cheng walked around the palace unbelievingly, trying to find another breakthrough,
but still found nothing. It seems that this copy requires them to finish all the branch
tasks. Thinking about it, Jin Cheng turned his head and exchanged a look with Tang
Cuo.

The two unlucky ghosts who had no water to drink saved every drop of water in their
bodies, instead of talking by tacit understanding, they continued to do tasks.
About fifteen minutes later, Jin Cheng couldn't help but say, "This mark is not good
enough. Writing a love letter to the beloved girl actually has to write a ghostwriting. No
wonder Cecilia prefers Lancelot."

Tang Cuo "You write?"

In the side mission "Mark's Love Letter", players need to write a love letter for Mark to
his beloved Cecilia. Poor Mark, in order to write this love letter, his hair is almost gone.

There are pens and papers on the table of Mark's cottage, and there are countless
crumpled paper **** on the ground, which are all his failures. Jin Cheng picked it up and
read a few articles, his expression hard to say. After a while, he knew Mark’s line of
thinking. He picked up the quill and smeared it on the paper. The clinker could not be
written at all.

You can't write another one.

I can't write another one.

Tang Cuo was so impressed that he took out his reward item—a feather pen.

This time, the quill was soaked with ink and written extremely smoothly. Jin Cheng didn't
make a draft, and there was a smile on his lips, so he wrote the love in a few clicks.

Dear Cecilia

There is no flower in the country of Yueyin,

The minstrel will bring back the most beautiful flower in the world,

Searching the mainland, I do not know the return date.

And i am so lucky,

Because in my heart, you are the most beautiful flower in the country of Yueyin.

——Love your mark

Tang Cuo refused to comment on Jin Cheng’s sour poems, and his focus was
on—“Mark also mentioned Lancelot’s wish?”

Jin Cheng "Yes. I guess Lancelot is so famous, and the whole mainland knows his
wishes."

Tang Cuo "..."

Jin Cheng "Aunt Anna's son Louis, the last king, plus Mark, all mentioned the need to
bring flowers back here. It can be seen that the country of Yueyin really has no flowers.
Now the rose blooming here can only be Lancelot brought it back."

Tang Cuo thought deeply, "Lancelot thinks the rose is the most beautiful?"

Jin Cheng arms, "The rose is very similar to the rose, but if you compare the two,
people usually think that the rose is more beautiful. It represents love, strong and hot,
but in this story, the rose represents evil. If it is a rose The full moon hidden country,
then I have to doubt that Lancelot is the big boss behind the scenes."

The clue of the love letter is limited. Jin Cheng put the letter in the envelope, and even if
the task was completed, he was rewarded with a paper cutter.

For the next three hours, the two continued to sweep the side missions in the city. Use
the reward items of this task to complete that task, just like solving a chain link, no one
knows what will be the last link.

Sometimes they receive a branch task but cannot complete it because of a lack of a key
item, so they temporarily put it on hold. At most, there were six side missions hanging
on their task panel at the same time. By the way, another one was completed on the
way to do this. The city was busy with work-just no water to drink.

When the moon rose again, the total number of branch tasks completed by the two had
reached 59, and they walked around the country of Yueyin three times on foot.
Tang Cuo's face was black, and he didn't know whether he was lucky or unfortunate to
trigger this hidden task. And the real strong man can always find another way in the
face of adversity, for example-when there is no water, drink therapeutic drugs to quench
thirst.

Jin Cheng was the first to do so. He was rich and rich, and he didn't lack therapeutic
drugs.

When Tang Cuo saw it, he also took out a bottle of potion coming from the magic house
without expression.

Eating bread while taking medicine, the taste is even better.

But at this time they do not know that this situation will continue for a full three days, and
the further back, the harder it will be to trigger the side mission. Sometimes they have to
wander around the city for more than four hours to find a side mission.

Because it may be hidden under a broken slate in an obscure corner.

The 98th ring of the chain branch task, Charlie's pocket watch.

Under the broken slate, an old pocket watch was hidden. The pocket watch is engraved
with a gramophone magic array, which can record any wonderful music in the world.
The watchmaker Cha Ideal wanted to give this pocket watch to his uncle as a birthday
gift, but he still lacked a piece of music.

If any one of the world's music is the most touching, it is of course the most popular
bard in the mainland, Lancelot.

Kranthlot was dead.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo glanced at each other and said "Little Jack."

In the first side mission "Cecilia's Bakery", one of the guests, Jack, hid a small harp and
Lancelot's sheet music under his bed.
Fortunately, Jin Cheng happened to play the small harp.

The two returned to Jack's house again and found the wooden box under the bed. Jin
Cheng picked up the small harp and tried to play it a few times, the sound was good.

He looked at Tang Cuo. Tang Cuo took out his pocket watch, pressed the small button
on the pocket watch, and said, "This has to be infused with magic power."

I don't know why. Looking at Tang Cuo's serious expression of "injecting magic power",
Jin Cheng suddenly thought of Balala Little Magic Fairy. He turned his head and
refrained from laughing.

Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes and saw through.

Want to beat someone.

Forget it, your lips are almost peeling, save some effort.

Tang Cuo continued to study the pocket watch, trying to inject his limited magic power to
activate the magic circle. But he is a beginner, and he knows very little about the
working principle of the magic circle. Although Jin Cheng is an old player, he does not
follow the path of magic and can't help.

The two moved the small stool in the house and sat at the door of Little Jack’s house.
One was leaning on Erlang’s legs to learn music, and one bowed his head to watch
pocket watches. There was another round of sunset.

Jin Cheng held the small harp and fiddled with it lightly.

Looking out from here, the tower in the west of the city rises high, the walls of the full
moon and the chimney of the bakery are vaguely visible. When the rose-colored sunset
spilled all the way from the spire to Tangcuo's feet, he finally successfully activated the
magic circle.

"Tick, tick." The pointer recovered, and the dial of the pocket watch, like the vinyl disc on
the gramophone, began to turn slowly.
Tang Cuo looked at Jin Cheng and cast a questioning look.

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows and plucked the strings with his fingertips, and the
sound of the piano flowed from his fingertips into the rose-colored sunset. It was the
sound of a foreign land on a distant continent, mysterious and melodious, wrapped in
some kind of unknown touch, overflowing the atrium.

Tang Cuo couldn't help thinking of the sound of the piano at the campfire. He played a
strange Nordic ballad. Across the fire, nothing can be seen.

Jin Cheng had fun playing, he hadn't sat in the sunset as relaxedly as he is now, calmed
down to play a piano, or do something else.

The place in Yongye City is far away from life. Although Jin Cheng has companions and
can commit the kind of back, but they did not participate in his past, they always felt that
something was missing.

With music, the streets of the country of Yueyin also had a few breaths of freshness.
The flowing wind no longer permeates the smell that has been dusty for a long time,
and the pure white rose is also gently shaking in the wind, as if the next second, there
will be a skirt on the street corner, trotting all the way from the flower Young girl back
from the festival.

This song by Lancelot is called "Lovers at Dusk."

Tang Cuo quietly listened to him finish playing a song, and pressed the button on the
pocket watch again. "Ding", the branch task was completed, and the reward item-a key.

Another key.

Tang Cuo looked at the key in his palm and frowned slightly. After a few seconds, he
suddenly felt that the shape of the key was a bit familiar, and his eyes were bright,
"Bronze statue!"

The bronze statue of Lancelot has a keyhole in his heart.

The two quickly got up and ran to the small square where the statue was.

About twenty minutes later, the bronze statue of Lancelot appeared in their sight, still
the appearance of a smiling plucking, but in the sunset, his face was more gentle.

"Ding!"

"Trigger side mission-Lancelot's heart."

Tang Cuo had just stepped into the small square, and the system broadcast again. This
is the last time I came here, so the key to triggering is this key.

"Travelers from foreign countries, welcome you to cross the river of time, and finally
come here-the country of Yueyin. Are you ready to listen to the last story?"

"Please take Lancelot's heart."

"Let the most popular bard in the whole mainland tell you personally."

The 99th round of the chain feeder mission.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng glanced at each other without speaking, but walked in front of
the bronze statue in a tacit understanding. Tang Cuo holding the key squatted down and
inserted the key into Lancelot's heart with solemn solemnity.

"Click." Perfect fit.

Open the heart door, inside is a red gem. The gem is so small that it can be set on
Tangcuo's ring as if it should have been there.

Jin Cheng "Ninety-nine branch tasks, the final reward is this, I think we can go to the
palace in the center of the city now."

There are a few bonus items left in the side quests, because some quests do not
require additional items to clear. But Tang Cuo agrees with Jin Cheng that ninety-nine is
a special number and a special task.
He put the ruby ​on the ring, the gem automatically fits, and the side quest ends. At that
moment, Tangcuo finally felt the magic flow on this ring. As long as he thought about it,
he could immediately use the engraving skill "moonlight tide".

Mission reward-a pair of golden scissors.

"Go."

Neither of them wanted to wait any longer and rushed to the palace at full speed.

At this time, the moon had risen, and the full rose in the city was bathed in the
moonlight, and the fragrance was quietly revealed. Tang Cuo walked on the road
wearing the full version of the Nightingale, obviously feeling a different breath lingering
around him—in good faith.

This full city rose has released gentle kindness to him.

This was perfectly verified before arriving at the palace, because when Tangcuo walked
to the gate of the palace, the entangled vines seemed to sense something and
automatically retreated to the sides, revealing the gate that was heavily covered.

Jin Cheng couldn't help but ridicule "This is the treatment that the protagonist only has."

Tang Cuo "I can let you open the door."

Are you sure you are afraid of shooting arrows in the door?

Jin Cheng slandered the little **** in his heart, and his body was still honest. "Squeak--"
The heavy door opened slowly, and the dusty time began to flow at this moment.

However, there was nothing in the palace, only a well in the center, and rose flowers
growing in the well.

Tangcuo "The Well of Time."

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In the center of the hall, there is a lone well, bathed in the cold moonlight.

Moonlight spilled from the hollowed-out window in the dome.

The pure white rose protruded from the well, all the way up and up, until it was out of
the window, but it still left a gap for the moonlight. The flower window is facing the
wellhead, and the moonlight is like a spotlight on the stage, illuminating the well alone
and waiting for people to explore.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng walked to the well, looked inwards together, and finally saw
water for the first time in this country of Yinyin.

The rose grows in the water, so deep that no roots can be seen.

Spiraling vines are covered with spikes, but the blooming flowers are pure white,
covered with branches. Its branches are not thick, and it is hard to imagine that this rose
has spread all over the city.

Tang Cuo is very certain that the entire country of the moon is this rose.

He can sense it.

"There is no trigger, it seems that something else needs to be done." Jin Cheng did not
reach out to touch the rose very consciously, he looked at Tang Cuo, "for example-to
break the magic."

Tang Cuo understood and took out small golden scissors.

The rose is a boss, and once Jin Cheng’s arrow can be broken, the system’s intention to
give this pair of scissors is obvious. And if Lancelot's wish is to bring the flowers back to
the country of Yueyin, then Tangcuo can't destroy them completely.

After weighing, Tang Cuo picked a rose closest to him, and cut it out carefully and
carefully.

"Ka." A rose fell on the palm of Tang Cuo, there was no bleeding at the fracture, and
there was no riot or riot in the vines. Just when the two suspected that nothing had
happened, the well of time suddenly made waves.

The two of them looked towards the well, but they saw that the water on which the vines
were growing instantly glowed and dazzled. Tang Cuo quickly reached out to cover, and
after a few seconds of blindness, there was a sudden laughter and the clamor of the
vague market in his ear.

He looked subconsciously, and finally there was a light and shadow beating in front of
him.

"Hey, Jack, didn't you bring your harp out? Today is the Hanazuki Festival, isn't it a good
time to perform!"

"Beautiful Cecilia, you are such a kind-hearted girl, thank you for your bread. Today, old
John is on bed again, we hurried out, afraid of missing a good time to fetch water, why
not forget to have breakfast? ."

"Toke! Toke! Are the fireworks ready, Toke!"

"I heard that Mr. Gilbert finally came back in Huachai Festival. I think the hair
accessories I brought him must have arrived. If my sister receives this gift, she will be
the happiest girl in Huachai Festival. "

Different words, one after another cheerful tone, flooded Tang Cuo's surroundings. He
stood motionless, watching the blurry light and shadow in front of him become strange
and familiar people, like a horse lantern.

Cecilia is a pretty girl with blonde hair in a long dress.

Little Jack is the same as in the picture, but more energetic.

Tok had drunk, drunk, no wonder he forgot where he put the key of the toy box.

The blind Billy was still sitting at the door, always looking at the lamp on the street.

The Sicilian Continental Festival on September 1st, 1228, was very vividly displayed in
front of Tangcuo.

He didn't try to reach out or touch anyone's name. Those figures ran far in front of him,
or walked through him like fog, letting him know that all this was a phantom.

Jin Cheng did not know where he went.

For a long time, Tang Cuo's eyes suddenly showed cracks like a glass mirror. In the
sound of "click", the cracks became bigger and bigger and crisscrossed.

It also turned into fragments and peeled off.

The truth of everything appears in front of us.

It was still the empty hall with only the well of time, and the pure white rose was still
blooming in the hall, but a coffin appeared beside the ancient well.

The coffin was close to the wellhead. Someone was sitting close to the coffin with a
closed eye, a broken knight's armor, long silver hair, and a few drops of blood on his
handsome face. The color was bright and still alive.
The pure white rose is in his heart.

Not from the well.

The whole hall is a huge magic array. The golden pattern slowly emerges as Tangcuo
approaches, and the heart of the magic array is the well.

Jin Cheng seemed to come a step earlier than Tang Cuo, standing beside the coffin and
asking "Who do you think he is?"

"Theodore."

A ring belonging to Lancelot named Nightingale was worn on Tang Cuo's hand, and he
saw the handsome but strange face, and an indescribable sadness wrapped his heart.

He looked at the coffin again. In the coffin, Lancelot lay quietly, with the broken harp
next to him.

The death of the poet.

Now there is another one, the death of the knight.

"It is the rose. There is a badge of the rose on the armor of his chest." Jin Cheng
showed a rare positive color, crouched down and carefully looked at the family badge,
and repeatedly determined that it was not a rose, but a rose.

The rose is Theodore, so it is in his heart.

Lord Duke of the Hundred Flowers Kingdom, the family badge is not surprising at all.

Tang Cuo was silent, his mood was affected, and the indescribable sadness made it
difficult for him to think calmly. Lancelot's wish is to bring the most beautiful flower in the
world back to the country of Yueyin. Now the flower is blooming and the wish is fulfilled.

So did Theodore bring his body back and fulfill his lifelong wish?

But who killed them again?

Did Lancelot return here after his death, or did he come back in order to prevent the
rose sect's ambition?

The thoughts were too complicated, and Tang Cuo forced down the sadness in his
heart, and his eyes slowly moved to Theodore's sword. It was a simple knight sword
with a black shape and a silver blade.

The ghost was so bad that Tang Cuo stooped to pick up the sword. At the moment of
grasping, a force came from the palm of his hand, washing Tang Cuo's limbs and
bones, making him almost unable to stand still.

Jin Cheng's eyes quickly supported his arm, Shen Sheng said, "What's wrong?"

Tang Cuo shook his head. The sadness and power in his heart made him have to stand
against Jin Cheng, but his eyes were still fixed on Theodore.

Who is the main character of this copy?

At first, Tangcuo thought it was Lancelot, but now he thinks it is Theodore.

The next second, the magic array shimmered. Theodore and Lancelot's flesh began to
dissipate into light spots and dissipate, like dust in the wind and fireflies under the
moonlight. Gradually, only scarred bones remained.

The dusty times are back.

The palace was covered with dust, and the windows above the head were covered with
wind and rain, and even the well of time itself was covered with moss. The only constant
is the pure white rose, which is entangled with dead bones, and cares for the old coffin.
It goes all the way up and up, and drills out the flower windows until it fills the city.

"Go out and see." Tang Cuo took a breath, his eyes firm.

Jin Cheng originally wanted him to sit down and rest, but looking at his eyes, he said
nothing, and walked out of the palace with him. The dilapidated gate opened again, the
dust shook down, and there were even many cobwebs.
But neither of them dialed it, because everything in front of them was so shocking that
they left their footsteps in place, and did not move forward.

The bones everywhere.

The Sicilian Continental Festival on September 1, 1228 was originally a day of national
celebration. Some people prepared fireworks, some people put on beautiful skirts, some
people waited for a letter from afar, and some people were thinking about sending a hair
accessory to their sister.

The festival ribbons are still hanging on the tree. The tree withered and people died.
The food stalls along the street were no longer patronized. The musical instruments in
the corners were also covered with thick gray.

It took a long time for Tangcuo and Jin Cheng to move forward and walk slowly past the
bones that were either stacked together or scattered everywhere. They sometimes stop
to take a look, picking up something next to the bone.

That might be a crutch for blind Billy.

Maybe it was a lace hair band by Cecilia.

If there are not 99 branch tasks, Tang Cuo thinks that his pace will not hesitate.

From the palace in the center of the city to the tower in the west of the city, Tang Cuo
and Jin Cheng walked for a full hour and a half. The tower had fallen, and the bronze
bell hanging on the top of the tower fell on the ruins, covered with green rust.

The rose climbed over the ruins and embraced the bronze bell. The picture was
rundown and beautiful.

Coming to Mr. Gilbert's carriage, a white bone lay half on the open carriage, with a
sword inserted in the rib gap. Jin Cheng pulled the sword out, rubbing the logo of the
pentagram inlaid with roses on the hilt, a cold light in his eyes.
The closer to the city wall, the more yellow sand in the city. The rose protects the city,
but in the end it is impossible to protect it from the wind. At this time, I don’t know how
long it has been since 1228. Perhaps a hundred years later, the country of the moon will
be completely buried by the yellow sand, and even the rose will no longer exist. .

At the moment when he climbed the city wall, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked back at
the desert city, and the sound of system broadcast finally sounded again.

"Traveler in a foreign land."

"When you reach the end of this time, when you pick up the long sword that symbolizes
courage and justice, please keep your blood hot and firm in your heart, and don't forget
where you came from."

"Now let us return to the beginning of everything."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the players who successfully completed the serial mission "The
Land of the Moon" The death of the first ring of poets. The difficulty is ordinary. The
completion of the side mission is 100. The rating is a. The character points are 2.

"Please check the system panel for personal rewards."

"Welcome back to Yongye City!"

After the familiar darkness, Tangcuo returned to the room on East Cross Street.

This time he didn't rush to check the reward. He sat in the room for a long time, and
didn't open the system panel until the sadness in his heart faded away.

There are a lot of grids popped up this time, but most of them are rewards for side
quests. The items marked with quests cannot be used under other conditions.

In addition to these, there is no limit to the conditions of use.

A white rose
Classified material

Rare quality

Describe Theodore's rose, contains a very high time magic.

Ruling Sword

Classified weapon

Quality Legend

State bound

Describes the sword of the Lord Duke Theodore of the Hundred Flowers Kingdom,
which has the blessing of the 13th generation elf king Mi Miye, with enchanted weapons
(damaged). It is rumored that when ruling that Sheng Hui shines on the earth, all
darkness will disappear.

Both items are of high quality, but one is temporarily unavailable and the other is
damaged. Tang Cuo is not sure how much power the damaged Sword of Judgment can
exert, but compared to the Goblin Sword, the legendary weapon is still looking forward
to.

Can it be repaired? In other words, it can be used as well as bluffing.

In addition, there are magical skills such as "fireball", which has given Tang Cuo the title
of "apprentice magic apprentice". These skills are followed by proficiency, which should
be the key to skill upgrading.

Returning to the character panel, plus this reward, Tangcuo has a total of 16.

Now that the number of battles in the future has been determined, he no longer keeps
the points, 10 points are added to the force value, 4 points are added to the intelligence,
and the charm value is temporarily not considered. Buy medicines at the remaining 2
o'clock just in case.
After he finished this, Jin Cheng also came, holding the broken harp in his arms. If Tang
Cuo did not remember, the piano should be in Lancelot's coffin.

Tang Cuo "You got it?"

Jin Cheng "What is my image in your heart?"

Tang Cuo "an image of Jin Cheng."

Jin Cheng "One?"

What is Jin Cheng's image?

The thief does not go short, Jin does not keep his hand.

Tang Cuo didn’t want to discuss the wording problem with him. He was afraid of causing
war, so he took out a bundle of spider silk and put it on the table.

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows and knew in his heart that he wanted to change the
subject, but the spider silk really caught his attention. Advanced spider silk may be able
to repair the strings.

"The little harp is rewarded for the task." Jin Cheng generously collected the spider silk
and said, "Now the situation is a bit wonderful. You took Theodore's sword. I took
Lancelot's piano. Guess what. What will the second ring be?"

Tang Cuo "Role-playing. Two-player mode, back to where everything started, that is the
first encounter."

Jin Cheng smiled, leaned against the window and glanced down, said, "Now it seems
that this first ring is just an introduction, as long as it is detailed enough, it is basically
not difficult. The next ring will definitely open a new map, role-playing is not easy to do,
once deviated The plot will be punished, ranging from injury to death."

Tang Cuo "What punishment?"

Jin Cheng "Cracked by thunder."

Tang Cuo "..."

In fact, Jin Cheng had a little regret why Tangcuo was not Lancelot. He still wanted to
hear him sing. He heard that it was so bad. Hell singing, life in the clue.

"Tell you a secret."

"what?"

"I happened to have a role-playing copy with Leng Miao before. I'm a hero and he's
Huakui."

"..."

Miao Miao wants to kill you, it seems not surprising now.

Tang Cuo became more and more determined that he could never show his survival
assessment report to Jin Cheng. At the end, he remembered another thing. "We have
been in the copy for so many days, have the people in the prison come out?"

Jin Cheng spread his hand, "Most people are coming out, so let's honestly stay on East
Cross Street to do serial tasks. I don't have a second movement."

As the voice fell, Jin Cheng sent a signal flare towards the window.

Tang Cuo's eyelids jumped, "What are you doing?"

Jin Cheng smiled, "I made a deal with the owner of the Ruby Tavern. Whenever
someone got out of jail, I wrote it down and put it into a list. I can't tell him now that I am
back? Let him send it to me."

Tang Cuo has nothing to say.

The instructor had just said that he would honestly stay on East Cross Street to save his
life. When he turned his head, he told the enemy that I was back with great fanfare, for
fear that others would not know.
stimulate.

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Jin Cheng declared such a blatant return that it was extremely arrogant, but no one
came to kill him.

Under the three statutes, non-f-zone players only have to go to jail to enter East Cross
Street. And it is almost impossible to conceal the bs101 massacre, Jin Cheng will not
fall twice in the same pit.

Everyone can only gritt his teeth and pray that he will quickly rise to the e zone.

According to the information of the Ruby Tavern, the people who have been released
from prison so far are small shrimps, which is not a concern. But one thing made Jin
Cheng very confused. When he was doing this transaction, he suddenly thought of the
little girl that Chi Yan said, so he said something casually.

But intelligence shows that the little girl has not been released from prison.

A new player in Area f, a little girl in her twenties who has no help, hasn't had time to do
anything, just went to jail for being killed, and came out in a few days at most, how could
it be so long?
Jin Cheng was puzzled, but he didn't go to the prison to check it in person, so he let
Ruby Tavern continue to pay attention.

After a full day of rest, Jin Cheng temporarily replaced the strings with spider silk,
repaired the small harp, and the two started the serial task again.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for opening the hidden mission "The Land of Moon
Hidden". This mission is a serial mission, the second ring of wind song. The current
number of participants is 2, and the double mode is turned on."

"Please ask the player to always view the task panel and follow the guidelines to
complete the task."

"Wish you a happy life!"

"Theodore? Theodore?"

The sound of the system announcement had just dropped, and Tang Cuo's vision had
not recovered, and he heard someone calling Theodore's name in his ear. He only felt
that his brain did not seem to be awake, and he opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a
strange face with a smile.

The man had lush red hair like cotton wool and waved his hand in front of his eyes,
jokingly, "Why are you asleep here, the celebration is about to begin! There are so many
people coming today, it's very lively, you hear the wind Did you sing?"

Tang Cuo heard it.

In the gentle breeze, an ethereal and serene song came, with a certain exotic style.
There was also the sound of a small harp and a flute in the song, a light drum and an
acoustic guitar, dancing like the wind.

A transparent white gauze curtain wafted before his eyes, a streamer hanging from the
top of a tall building. The milky white temple-like building surrounds this small market
into a small world, and he sits beside the flower bed in the corner, looking at the
prosperity, and accidentally fell asleep in this beautiful and beautiful afternoon.

He couldn't help looking down at himself, a wide-sleeved cotton shirt, a pure white scarf
tucked in the neckline, a black vest, deerskin boots, and a knight's sword in his waist.

The sword of adjudication.

Tang Cuo held the hilt, and the nightingale was still worn on his finger. But since it's a
role-play, shouldn't this be Lancelot's ring, why is it still in his hands?

Too late to think about it, Tang Cuo was pulled up by the red hair. The two set aside the
streamers and mixed with the crowd all the way to the busiest place.

Passing the market, there is a wide avenue outside. Red-haired pointed at the marching
floats happily and said, "Look, Dagong's carriage will pass by here in a moment, and we
will be able to see it when we stand here."

Tang Cuo did not answer, he quickly opened the task panel and glanced.

Lunar country

Song of the Second Ring

Main Line Protection Duke

Assassination?

Tang Cuo immediately associates, and at this moment, he feels a badge in the inner
pocket of the vest.

Ivy made the base, and the two long swords intersect, which is the Ivy League.

Was Theodore originally a member of the Ivy League? Was he here to be appointed by
the Ivy League to protect this so-called grand duke?

Where is this?
Red hair kept looking on the other side of the road on tiptoe. He seemed to be looking
for someone. After a while, he said to Tang Cuo a little regretfully. "Lancelot didn't know
where to go. He had already said that he wanted to introduce you to know. West Otto,
believe me, as long as you have listened to Lancelot’s music, you will love him, that is
really the most beautiful music in the world. Perhaps only the mysterious and distant
place like Yueyin Kingdom can be bred That kind of music is different from our
Principality of France."

Principality of France.

Tang Cuo sharply captured the key points. The Principality of France is the closest
place to the country of the Moon. If it is France, it means that Lancelot may have just left
his hometown and started to roam, and has not yet become the famous bard of the
mainland.

He became Theodore, then Jin Cheng was Lancelot, where would he be? Tang Cuo
also glanced at the crowd, but none of them saw it. For role-playing tasks, the two
people's task lines are most likely to be different, and it's hard to say when they can
meet.

However, Jin Cheng was so powerful that Tang Cuo did not worry about him. His eyes
swept across the strange faces of the crowd, and his right hand kept resting on the hilt
without leaving.

The float passed slowly in front of it.

Red hair stood on the edge of the flower bed by the road, climbed into the distance, and
finally, surprised, "Dagong's carriage is here!"

The guard wearing silver soft armor opened the way ahead. A black carriage followed
the float slowly. The Grand Duke of the Principality of France waved his hand to the
people. His hair was gray and there was not much laughter on his solemn face. majesty.

The crowd cheered.

Many people spontaneously bowed their heads reverently, putting their hands on their
chests, almost prone to crawl on the ground. Duke also nodded his head, and saw his
red hair excited.

"Look, Theodore, this is our Grand Duke. Oh, I will love him forever. Praise France,
praise this earth that is favored by Kamikaze!"

Tang Cuo did not answer, but was crowded and followed the carriage. At this moment,
he suddenly saw two middle-aged men across the road exchange an obscure gaze, and
there were two more staffs in the hands hidden in the robe.

not good.

Tangcuo took the opportunity to make a decision, grabbed the red hair and quickly
backed away, at the same time shouted "enemy attack!"

Shi Potian's stunned voice made the entire guard alert. The crowd was also tumultuous,
the music came to an abrupt halt, and the two middle-aged men saw that they had
acted and revealed that they had no choice but to retreat, but held up their staff.

"With justice, sanctions!"

The surging magic power instantly emerged from the staff, and there were more than
two same magic assassins. Tang Cuofei quickly swept through the crowd, two, three,
four, at least six people, all wearing black robes, wearing a hood, holding up the staff.

"What's going on!?" Redhead exclaimed, his face stunned.

The Guard responded quickly, and had built a shield wall to prevent people from
approaching the carriage in muddy water. At this time, the magic attack came as
planned, and that was the numerous scattered silver lights that fell down like a sword.

"Silver light fell!" The man with the highest armor specification near the carriage was
probably the captain of the Guards, who broke the name of the magic. The guards
immediately changed positions and raised their shields above their heads.
The captain jumped directly onto the roof of the carriage and cut the silver with his
sword.

The Grand Duke's guard team of course not only has knights, but also magicians, and
sits in front of the carriage as a driver. He immediately withdrew the staff, and there
were words in his mouth, and the top of the staff quickly raised the light. The voice fell,
and the staff suddenly flicked forward, and an orange light shield quickly expanded,
blocking all silver light that had not yet fallen.

Dagong was sitting in the carriage without any confusion.

Tang Cuo frowned.

Assassination, pay attention to precise fixed-point attack, this kind of large-scale magic
is difficult to achieve the goal, unless the enemy has left behind. He couldn't care about
the red hair immediately, and took advantage of the mess to get into the crowd.

The riot lasted for a long time. Several magical assassins dropped the silver light and
quickly retreated. When the eye-catching robe took off, it was like a fish swimming in the
sea, disappearing.

The guards were on alert, but they dared not leave Dagong to pursue them.

"Go ahead." The long-term alert made people nervous, and the captain waved his hand
to continue the team. And at this moment, the change was abrupt.

A cold light pierced the Grand Duke from the bottom of the carriage. The captain didn't
find it on the roof. The magician sang the freezing technique urgently, but he could only
stop it.

On the occasion of a sudden attack, Tangcuo slid a shovel from the side, the sword of
ruling swept across, "Dang!" forced the person out of the car.

Tang Cuo also rolled from the bottom of the car, and the man was so angry that he
turned and cut towards Tang Cuo. Tang Cuo raised his sword to block, his silver long
sword was graceful, the other's big sword was wide and heavy, but when the two
swords fought, the sword of adjudication suddenly showed a faint light of the moonlight,
instantly turning the other side Retreat.

Is this the ruling Shenghui mentioned in the weapon description?

Tang Cuo did not have time to think about it and chased after the victory.

The more times he wielded a sword, the smoother the breath in his body felt, and the
power wash he received when he first picked up the sword seemed to make his
physical fitness stronger and faster.

This is a breathing sword. Between breathing and breathing, the sword communicates
with the owner's heart, like an arm. Tang Cuo, who hadn't practiced swordsmanship
specifically, seemed quite like that.

Not far away, he was anxiously looking for Tang Cuo's red hair, and his eyes were
splendid. In his view, the knight should be like Tang Cuo, wielding his sword to be neat,
not so many tricks.

This is really cool.

He protected the Grand Duke, it would be even cooler.

Tang Cuo remembered something else.

It takes a staff to release magic, but in such a fast-paced fight, it is too abrupt to pull out
a staff, and one will accidentally die from chanting. As the saying goes, the villain died
from talking too much, and the magician died from chanting.

But the Sword of Verdict is an enchanted weapon, can it replace the staff?

Thinking back, Tang Cuo had no time to verify.

The close-up assassins weren't just the one under the car, wave after wave, serial
attacks. The crowded road and the panicked crowd gave them too much convenience.
The magic assassins also appeared again, and the overwhelming magic attack made
the entire guards exhausted.

Tang Cuo gasped and stepped back slightly, but when he stepped back to the side of
the road, a bell rang in his ear.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

A brave and upright knight will not leave his companions.

Tang Cuo was afraid of being struck by thunder, and his death was too miserable.

Dagong’s carriage did not stop at the same place, which was equivalent to putting a
target there, waiting for others to kill. Tang Cuo’s mission goal is Dagong, so he can
only run with the carriage, killing all the way to avoid the attack, the long hair bundled up
flying with the wind, and his back has been sweating.

Only then did he realize that his hair turned out to be maroon, but shouldn't Theodore
have long silver hair?

"Huh!" It was so distracting that a long arrow rubbed Tang Cuo's cheek and almost
made him look disappointed. Tang Cuo glanced coldly, and another long arrow struck.

Tang Cuo raised his hand and cut the arrow, neatly, very fiercely.

Do not beat face.

Slap you up.

In the light-fired stone fire, Tangcuo sacrificed the Goblin sword, found the position of
the archer, and flew past. The other said that Tang Cuoyu glanced at the magic light,
and a backflip flew over the top of the carriage, "Bang!" kicked off a strong man who
was trying to get into the car.
He turned back, "Your Majesty, please get off the car, the car is no longer safe."

Dagong glanced at him deeply, and then swept the knife in his hand, hesitated for only
two seconds, and immediately followed suit. Tang Cuo thanked him for his cooperation
and kept him back to the roadside.

At this moment, Tang Cuo saw a familiar face.

"Here!" He stood in front of a door and waved at Tangcuo, with a smile on his mouth
and a familiar tone, who was Jin Cheng? Of course, his current identity is the minstrel
Lancelot, holding the small harp in his arms, dressed exactly like the bronze statue on
the small square, but not wearing a hat.

Tang Cuo quickly retreated to the house with the Grand Duke, and Jin Cheng closed
immediately when they entered the house. Although his movements were fast, he was
calm and unhurried, and even had the leisure to salute the Grand Duke.

"Good afternoon, Your Majesty."

Tang Cuo wanted to kick him.

Hold back.

The three of them moved to the cellar, where there was a secret road leading directly to
the white leaf area. Tang Cuo didn't know where Baiye District was, and Jin Cheng
didn't explain much, but Dagong's expression looked slightly dignified.

In his own city, under his eyelids, someone dug a secret road, but he didn't even know
anything.

Taking advantage of nobody's discovery, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng guarded the Grand
Duke quickly. Although Dagong didn't put Dagong on the shelf, he was old after all, and
the long sword in his waist looked like a decoration.

The speed of the three was inevitably slowed down, and Tangcuo opened the system
panel at this time.
The main task is to **** Grand Duke and Lancelot to the White Leaf District.

He couldn't help looking at Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng tilted his head and smiled, "Hello, my name is Lancelot, a bard, I am very
happy to meet you."

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No one spoke in the dull tunnel.

Dagong has the pride of Dagong, and he looks in a bad mood.

Tang Cuo also has Tang Cuo's pride. He is a noble and heroic knight who cannot be
friends with a frivolous and diligent bard.

The bard is a little bit wronged.

He didn’t intentionally watch the excitement just beside him. In fact, he wanted to help
him, but his bow was sealed by the system, and he wanted to use something else. I
dare to kill you" posture.

Does Jin Cheng dare to move? He dare not move.

His main task is to wait for the opportunity and meet the Duke.
This is the time for Tangcuo to take Grand Duke away from the carriage.

Authentic is also a task reminder. Jin Cheng intuitively knew what they would find in this
tunnel. Sure enough, after walking out for about a quarter of an hour, he found the
familiar rose sect logo on the tunnel wall.

Golden inverted pentagram with red roses embedded.

Tang Cuo looked at the magic lamp every ten meters in the tunnel, and then looked at
the rose logo and said, "We have to hurry up. If the tunnel is of the Rose sect, the
enemy will probably catch up soon."

Tang Cuo couldn't determine whether the enemy who assassinated the Grand Duke
originated from the Rose Sect. But in this copy story, it undoubtedly plays the role of the
biggest villain, even if the assassin turns around, it will be related to it.

Dagong's face became more and more condensed, "It seems that they are plotting
more than my life, and I am afraid that there is more than this secret passage in the
city."

Jin Cheng shrugged his shoulders, but it wasn't for him, a little minstrel, to express his
opinion.

The three went on their way. The Baiye District seemed to be far away, and hadn't
arrived after walking for about half an hour, but the enemies behind him were almost
catching up. Tang Cuo, as the heroic knight Theodore, must of course be responsible
for the postponement.

"You go first."

"it is good."

Jin Cheng dragged Dagong away without hesitation, causing Dagong to look at him
more. Jin Cheng didn’t have time to explain that there was a turning point in front. He
ran and asked, "Your Majesty, do you know how far it is from Baiye District?"
Dagong ran out of breath, "At least half an hour."

Jin Cheng put his hand on the strings of the small harp and tried to use sonic attack
again, but the sound of "ding, ding" sounded as expected.

"It seems that we have to accelerate." Jin Cheng still smiled, but his eyes became cold.
After he finished speaking, he did not wait for Dagong to answer, and carried the man
on his shoulders, and moved forward quickly.

Dagong is Dagong. Although he was taken aback, this posture was extremely
uncomfortable, but he was silent for a while. Looking up at Tang Cuo, who was behind,
said, "That young man cannot die because of me."

Jin Cheng "You can rest assured that as long as you don't die, he won't die either."

Tang Cuo is currently in good condition.

Not many assassins came, only two people, one magician and one swordsman. Tang
Cuo didn't know whether he should also call him a knight. In the world of nobility, there
might be a lot of attention.

Tang Cuo is temporarily unable to cast a spell while using a sword, but in addition to
self-taught magic, he also has a small fireball system reward. Trash-quality skills fire a
fireball with a radius of 2.5 cm at a speed of two seconds for ten seconds.

This little fireball has no lethality, but it is enough to interrupt the cast.

The opponent's magician didn't expect Tangcuo to use magic anymore. Da Ladi stood
behind his teammates and read a mantra. Whoever wanted to read the mantra halfway
and a fireball hit him in the face.

"Slap!" He subconsciously stepped back, and when he raised his staff, he would
perform the freezing technique. The fireball disappeared before the freezing technique
appeared, as if a joke with him.

He immediately turned pale.

Just then, another fireball hit.

"How dare you fool me!" He couldn't bear it anymore and decided that Tang Cuo was
humiliating him with fireballs, because no matter how bad the magic apprentice is, the
fireball technique will not be so bad.

Tang Cuo was expressionless, and his backhand was another fireball technique,
keeping up with the seamless connection.

"Dang!" The swordsman stopped Tang Cuo again. He was anxious to chase down
Dagong, but he was a little more cautious in facing Tang Cuo. The young knight’s sword
is strange, and it looks unremarkable, but the layer of brilliance that appears at each
fight is too domineering, as if with some irresistible force, he fell down several times and
shocked the swordsman Numbness in the wrist.

Tang Cuo's style of play is wide and wide. He hasn't learned exquisite swordsmanship,
so he only has to split, chop and pick. Relying on the Excalibur in his hands, he was
both horizontal and wild.

Offensive, offensive, and offensive, instead of defensive with absolute offensive, using
the power of the sword to cover up your shortcomings, constantly exerting psychological
pressure on the opponent, and then—

"Ka!" The opponent's sword cracked, and his expression cracked.

Tang Cuo pressed forward step by step, and a swordman who bypassed the stupefied
step and went straight to the magician. At this time, it was only half a minute before he
cast the fireball technique. The magician wanted to put a powerful magic to crush Tang
Cuo. After the spell was finished, he met Tang Cuo's sword tip.

"Poof." Tangcuo's sword pierced the magician's heart, but the magic he had released
could not be recovered.

When it was too late, Tangcuo fled in reverse.

"Boom!" The magic exploded in front, and the swordsmen were shocked. Tang Cuo
rolled to the rear to avoid it. The embarrassment was a little embarrassed. The wound
on his arm was also torn apart, but at least there was no new wound.

After drinking half a bottle of therapeutic potion, Tangcuo didn't look back and continued
to kill in the direction of the sword.

Because the new enemy is here again.

As for the swordsman, the swords are all broken. If he still wants to chase Jin Cheng
away, let him go, just to die.

The swordsman weighed left and right, gritted his teeth, and eventually chased the
Grand Duke. This tunnel leads to Baiye District. Baiye District is a slum district where
the Sanjiao and Jiuliu gather, which is better than the inner city. Even if he can’t kill
himself, at least he has to pass on Dagong’s whereabouts, so that he can’t go back to
the palace alive.

But he ran out a few minutes later, Tang Cuo came back from behind.

"Dang!" The swordsman hurriedly used the broken sword to resist, and he was terrified.
He clearly saw that his companion also came in, and there was more than one. How
could this young knight catch up so quickly?

Where did he know that Tang Cuo turned around and ran as soon as he saw the crowd.

Although Tang Cuo is running away, he can still fight fiercely.

The swordsman holding the broken sword, which was not the opponent of the ruling
sword at all, was retreated to the side and watched Tang Cuo continue to run forward.
He runs fast, and he uses the "sprint" skill after his physical fitness is improved, which is
faster than some adult knights.

Stunned for a while, the swordsman caught up.

His companions, who fell behind, also met with him at this time, and the two parties had
no time to speak and chased together.

Tang Cuo fought back and forth, with more and more injuries on his body, and more and
more people chasing him, fifteen or six.

In front of it, there was another curve. Tang Cuo stepped on the wall and lifted the sword
off the magic lamp. In the moment when the lights were dark, his figure also
disappeared in the sight of everyone.

Everyone was alert, but there were many of them, and there were magicians in the
ranks. A light technique dispelled the darkness, and they continued to chase them
forward, without losing their speed.

But as they turned the corner, a little light suddenly magnified in the head of the man.

what is that?

The last thought of his life was born in this way, and then, the light grew bigger and
bigger in his eyes until he drowned the whole person.

Like the tides under the moon night, with a dreamy color.

Wherever he passed, everything turned into moonlight dissipated, without causing a

trace of dust.

Tang Cuo came out from behind the bend and rubbed the ring on his hand thoughtfully.
Legendary ring nightingale, engraving skill "moonlight tide", cooling time 24 hours.

Legend is really legend, this effect is overbearing.

Twenty minutes later, Tangcuo merged with Jin Cheng and Dagong at the exit. Jin
Cheng had gone out to explore some time, and just when Tang Cuo arrived, he
discussed the next route with Tang Cuo.
"The situation outside is not very good. The exit is a tavern's warehouse. If I guess right,
this tavern is the secret contact point of the Rose Sect, otherwise the authenticity is
impossible here. Once we are discovered, it may be caught in the urn ."

Tang Cuo "Pretend to be a guest? They should not know us."

Jin Cheng shook his head, "The feasibility is not high, even if we are making faces,
there is a grand duke. And the warehouse is not well located, it is farther from the back
door than the front door, and it is not the place where guests will go. Personnel.
Unless—someone led them away, and the two left.”

The eyes met, and they quickly concluded that Jin Cheng led the guests, and Tang Cuo
took Grand Duke away.

The Grand Duke watched silently, not knowing how these two young people assigned
the task through one look. But his life was pinned on them at the moment, so it was not
a lot of nonsense, only saying "Go to the church, Pastor Peter is my person, he can
contact the guard."

"Okay." Jin Cheng nodded. "See you in the church in an hour."

Time is running short, and I don’t know if there are any enemies catching up, so Jin
Cheng acts immediately. There was a lot of wine in the storeroom. He took the bottle of
rum and poured a few sips and sprinkled it on the collar. Then he carried the small harp
and pushed out the door.

He walked unsteadily, like a drunk guest, and struck a waiter carrying a bucket without
taking a few steps. When the waiter saw him, he immediately frowned and looked alert.

"Who are you?" He put down the barrel, and his hand was already behind his back.

"Who am I? I'm looking for the toilet." Jin Cheng's eyes narrowed as if he couldn't focus
because he was drunk. Suddenly, he stumbled, and a stagger almost fell on the bucket.
The waiter did not lose his vigilance. The knife behind him was already cold. But he did
not know that his cold expression at the moment was all printed on the water, and Jin
Cheng's eyes were fully seen.

"Huh!" A note sounded, and the waiter's hand with a knife made his eyes struggle.

"Uh, uh!" A few more notes sounded one after another, and the waiter's eyes began to
loosen. At this time, Jin Cheng directly smashed it with a knife and opened the door
next to it.

Open the door, then close the door, and the clouds will flow.

The melody just now was called "Requiem", and that is the moment when the split
action left the tunnel, Jin Cheng found that his main line mission had changed, and the
sonic attack could also be used.

But the bow is still sealed.

In a role-playing game, everything is based on the premise that the character itself is
not violated. Lancelot is a bard who uses magic. The small harp is his wand and he
does not use bows and arrows.

The current main mission is to cover the withdrawal of Grand Duke and Theodore.

Jin Cheng likes this kind of task, and it is in his character to hold the initiative in his own
hands. So he played the piano all the way from the storeroom to the hall, still humming
a minor, no matter from what angle, he was a real bard.

But Jin Cheng's Requiem has a limited scope of action, and he is also playing it with a
small harp for the first time. The waitresses who are haunted by ghosts look at
everyone, and they are vigilant.

The pub was immediately chaotic.

Tang Cuo and Grand Duke appeared in the warehouse at this time. He looked at the
wine in the room and wanted to set fire, but he heard the movement in front and gave
up this dangerous idea.

At this time, all those guarding the back door also rushed to the front, leaving only one
guard.

"Go." Tangcuo took the opportunity to lead the Grand Duke straight to the back door.

A person can't stop Tang Cuo at all. He doesn't care whether this person will attract
others or not. If he goes up, he hits, and then runs. After the person in front finally
arrives, there is still a place at the back door. Half figure.

The back door of the pub is a narrow alley. On one side of the alley is a low-rise house,
on the other side is the back door of the shop. There are piles of debris everywhere,
exuding an unspeakable taste in the early summer weather.

Several middle-aged women sat on small benches and washed piles of tableware and
cups. They were face-to-face for the two people who suddenly appeared in the alley.

"Your Majesty, I think you have to change your clothes." Tang Cuo said.

A quarter of an hour later, Tang Cuo and the Grand Duke who changed civilian clothes
appeared at a distance of three streets from the tavern. Tang Cuo didn't change his
clothes, he only put on a coat that matches his style to cover the wounds and blood on
his body. Because he must keep his sword for self-defense, and it is impossible for a
civilian to possess a knightly sword, and it is even more impossible to put the sword in
the equipment column in front of the Duke.

So their identity at the moment is-the aristocratic young master and his poor old servant
who came to the slums to find fun.

The current main mission is to go to the church.

As a tall aristocratic young master, Tangcuo looked at everything around him
unscrupulously, and naturally found suspicious elements hidden in the crowd.

The closer to the church, the more such people.

"Your Majesty, do you have absolute trust in the pastor?" Tang Cuo asked.

"People's hearts are always changeable." The Duke looked at the direction of the
church, his expression slightly solemn. Despite wearing civilian clothes, the majesty in
his eyebrows was still there, and he turned to Tangcuo and said, "But I believe him. He
is an upright and kind gentleman. His persistence has always admired me."

"What do you stick to?"

"Stand in this soil where misery breeds."

"This soil is also your land."

"Young people, you need to know that some things are not so easy to change. God said
that if there is light, there will be light in the world, but light must coexist with darkness."

Tang Cuo wanted to learn Jin Cheng shrugging, but his expressionless face was more
suitable for him. He is not sure whether the news that the Grand Duke fled to the White
Leaf District has been reached here. If the enemy knows and knows the relationship
between the Grand Duke and the priest, it is very likely that he will stay here and wait
for the rabbit.

It turns out that the church has indeed been stared at, and Tang Cuo can only pray that
the pastor has not betrayed-because he cannot turn around.

The system is constantly adjusting his heading. Once he deviates from his way to the
church, he will beep frantically. Tang Cuo does not think that Theodore is a man who
knows that there is danger ahead and he will do his own thing, so in the original plot, he
must have a reason to go.
For example, if there is anything to rely on in the church, as long as you go in, you will
be able to keep the Duke.

And the Ivy League.

Is Theodore's rescue of the Grand Duke an act of his own or the alliance's consent? If
it's the latter, why haven't others appeared?

The plot hints are still too few, Tang Cuo thought while walking, still unable to see the
whole picture clearly. And just when he saw the spire of the church from afar, he felt a
surging magical power emanating from there, like a halo, and spread to the
surroundings at an extremely fast speed.

not good.

He ignored the prompt from the system and grabbed Dagong to retreat, but how could
the speed of man be comparable to the spread of magic power, and in a flash, he was
near.

Tangcuo can only protect Grand Duke behind him, and Hengjian in front, trying his best
to inspire the ruling Shenghui, hoping to use it a bit. However, the expected attack did
not appear, and a transparent aperture suddenly fell from the sky, covering both of
them.

"Buzz!" The faint ripples of water smashed into the aura and buzzed. In the buzzing
sound, Tangcuo only felt mentally shaken, but in the end did not suffer any harm.

Tang Cuo looked up, suddenly a figure appeared in the air, a black double-breasted
long dress, a black cane. Because he turned his back to Tang Cuo, Tang Cuo could not
see his face clearly, and could only vaguely see a black blindfold on his right eye. The
cane seemed to be his magic wand. He raised his hand and raised it, and the black
gem at the top of the cane instantly shone.

No open mouth, instant magic.

The Grand Duke breathed a sigh of relief, "His Excellency Roger Reed."

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Supervisor Roger Reed.

Tang Cuo remembers this name, and he was mentioned on the small blackboard of the
Dodo Daily and the Ivy League Office in Yueyinzhiguo. Perhaps he is one of the 13
arbitrators.

In this way, Theodore brought the Archduke to the church for a reason-because Roger
Reed was here.

A magician who can instantaneously magic, and this magic does not seem to be
low-level magic, his strength must be very strong. Dagong also showed a relaxed look,
Tang Cuo took the sword, guarding him from the side, and continued to watch the battle.

It can be seen that Roger Reid's magic is mostly of the light system. When the glory of
magic shines, it seems that all the shadows will be eclipsed and come with the Holy
Light buff.

The enemies who appeared on the spire of the church were wearing red robes and
hoods and could not see their faces clearly. The red robe is red like blood and rose.

As soon as he shot, his style was extremely obvious.

That could be called a rose bomb.

The Rose Bomb, as the name suggests, the magic array that suddenly appeared on the
ground was engraved with the pattern of roses, and the golden light appeared. Those
patterns were stripped from the magic array like life, like flowers blooming, and then
burst.

"Bang!" The person who rushed out of the church was almost blown up and turned over.

These people are probably all in the League of Ivy League, there are magicians and
swordsmen, dressing in different styles. And from the windows of the church, there were
black robes of the same style assassins.

There was a fierce fight between the two sides.

The rose bombs seemed to be connected, one on top of the other, paved all the way
from the church door to the foot of Roger Reed. Roger Reid's expression was cold, a
long string of spells spilled, and the forehead pointed, and the dark light fell like stars.

The black light spot fell on the unfolded petals of the rose, and the rose withered
immediately.

Light and dark system.

Tang Cuo once again refreshed his judgment on the strength of Roger Reed. The red
robe on the opposite side could fight Roger Reed, and his strength should not be
underestimated. He also wore a unique red robe, which should be the core figure of the
Rose Sect.

But why did they fight at the church in Baiye District? Shouldn’t today’s focus be on
Dagong, or did they expect Dagong to be forced into the Baiye District?

Tang Cuo observes everything and doubts everything.

Soon, the men of the Ivy League had the upper hand, and the guards of the Shiba
district finally arrived late. Seeing a bad situation, the red robe snorted and finally waved
back.

Roger Reed would naturally not let him go easily and chased after him.

"Theodore!" The rest of the Ivy League remained, and one of them saw Tang Cuo and
waved quickly.

Tang Cuosui took the Grand Duke in the past. He is not a good actor, and he does not
know what their names are. In order to avoid dressing, he keeps his cold to the
maximum extent.

Fortunately, Theodore seemed to be a cold person himself. Everyone welcomed the

Grand Duke, and the one who waved just asked himself, "Why are you here with Grand
Duke? Are you not in the inner city?"

Tang Cuo briefly explained the plot.

The other party heard the tunnel and thought about it, and then said, "When Lord
Rogerio comes back, he will have a deal. As for the bard you mentioned, we may see
you later."

Although Lancelot saved the Grand Duke, why did he know the authenticity, he still
needs to confirm.

During the conversation, Tangcuo knew that the other party's name was Celtic, and he
was an orthodox knight just like Theodore. Then he opened the system panel again and
glanced.

Lunar country

Song of the Second Ring

Main line to talk to Rogerio

Rogerio hadn't returned yet, so he had to wait, and at this time, the justice stood alone
in the church, facing a figure kneeling in the pool of blood, silent.

The man kneeling was wearing a moon-white priest robe. If Tang Cuo was right, he was
the one the Duke had said he would believe in.

Tang Cuo stepped forward, but didn't speak, holding the sword with one hand like a
silent knight.

Dagong was wearing coarse clothes, and when he looked closely, every wrinkle on his
face seemed to be filled with misery. But this suffering is solemn, silent and silent.

When is the admirable friend who betrayed his faith, it is always impossible to talk about
it.

Celtic said the priest turned to the Rose sect, and he was involved in today's
assassination. Originally, the attention of the Ivy League was indeed in the inner city, but
Lord Rogerio was keenly aware of the strangeness here, so he urgently deployed staff
to encircle the Rose Sect.

The red robe mage is a priest of the rose sect. Bishops in white robe, priests in red, and
black robe are ordinary church members.

For a long time, Dagong placed one hand on his chest and sent his last regards to the
dead priest. Questioning without crying, crying without tears, just as he was calm when
he saw the suffering of all beings.

Tang Cuo remembered Jin Cheng. They agreed to meet in the church an hour later, but
now that the hour had arrived, Jin Cheng was still missing.

Did he trigger another plot?

Tang Cuo was right, Jin Cheng did trigger other plots, and it was a side story. After
going through the ninety-nine serial branch missions in the country of Yueyin, Jin Cheng
now sees that the branch missions are a little bit scalp numb, but this one is different.
Its reward items are clearly marked with white landmarks in the mission description,
called-Musical Fragments.

Movement?

Is it twelve movements, or Lancelot's movements? Or is it the same thing?

Jin Cheng wouldn't let this opportunity go, even if he was asked to do ninety-nine
consecutive missions, he couldn't give up. And this branch has a time limit. It should be
the time reserved for the branch without delaying the main story.

Branch task name-unfinished painting.

Trigger location-a remote backstreet five minutes from the tavern.

At that time, Jin Cheng was being hunted down by the people in the tavern. With the
bow and arrow sealed, he didn't want to fight against the indigenous people with only a
small harp. So he was just handsome in the front, and turned handsome in the U-turn.
The consequence of being too handsome is that he accidentally bumped into someone
else's funeral.

Two ferocious men, carrying a body wrapped in a straw mat, were hit by Jin Cheng, and
the body rolled off the straw mat, and the side mission was triggered.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Jin Cheng then sent two strong men into a dream with a requiem, then crouched down
to examine the body. The corpse is a young woman, who was exposed and dressed
with inferior fat powder, which was not pretty, and there were many bruises on her body,
but no specific cause of death.

The task required Jin Cheng to make up for her unfinished paintings. The time limit was
one hour, but Jin Cheng didn't even know who she was, and the only insider fell asleep
again.
At this point, Jin Cheng had to retreat. He had to withdraw first, slipped around and
returned, and the two strong men also woke up. The two cursed angrily, but wanted to
hit someone but could not find the initiator, so they had to carry the body and continue
to walk.

Jin Cheng originally wanted to tie people up to ask about the situation, but after
changing his mind, he quietly followed behind them.

People in the Baiye District seem to have become accustomed to the fact that someone
carried the body through the city during the day. There was only numbness on people's
faces, and occasionally someone showed sympathetic and sad eyes, and quickly
moved away.

Jin Cheng followed along, and finally saw them enter a courtyard with a boardwalk at
the door.

Coincidentally, there was also a corpse covered by a straw mat on the boardwalk. The
middle-aged man dragging the boardwalk was bargaining with a mustache man with
shiny hair.

"Sir, give me five more copper coins. Although my father is old, he has always been
very healthy and has never had any serious illnesses until his death. This is very rare in
the white leaves area."

"But he is already old."

"Five copper coins may not be a big deal for you, but they can fill my children's
stomachs, sir, okay."

"You love to sell or not to sell. The noble necromancers don't like the old man's body.
We sent it to the Locke Kingdom, and the transportation cost will be a lot of money. The
collection of your body is just to pity you, this is doing charity for you. do you know?"
The two were arguing, when the strong man arrived carrying the body, the young man
with a beard waved his hand and looked at the young woman's body first. He seemed
quite satisfied with this, and soon he traded at the price of a silver coin.

The big man happily carried the corpse in, and a man came out of the room, knocking
on the back of the woman's neck with a seal, the Arabic numeral 56, representing 56.

Jin Cheng squatted on the roof next door, and suddenly remembered the kind of
chapter on the pork in the world, which was also blue.

At this time, the middle-aged man pulling the cart finally gritted his teeth and gave up
the price increase of the five copper coins. Fearing that the mustache man would regret
it, he quickly completed the transaction. He got 60 copper coins, and the old man's body
had a 57 chapter.

From this, the number is the number of dead bodies.

Jin Cheng looked at it quietly with his chin, and he always saw the big man happily
return the money with no movement. He just glanced at the courtyard again before
leaving, and the knockers were throwing powder on the displayed corpse, which
seemed to be used for preservation.

He could not put his beak.

In the case of insufficiency, morality is cheap.

But unlike the rickshaw men who bought and sold the bodies of their old men, the two
strong men were obviously not the women's brothers, so Jin Cheng turned around and
tied them after finding out where the bodies were going.

From their mouths, Jin Cheng obtained the woman's address and occupation.

A Fengchen woman, who lives alone in the Baiye District, and the two big men are the
thugs who look at the scene and also deal with the body. The woman died suddenly,
she was already ill and did not live long.
At this time, there was more than 20 minutes left in the one-hour time limit. Jin Cheng
hurried to the rental house and opened a door, and a huge mural broke into his eyes.

The woman was drawing during her lifetime. She vacated the wall facing the door, and
piled all the furniture and debris on the other side, neat and messy, and bright and dark
at the same time.

The painting is a full-blown red rose, leaving only the last two flowers unpainted. The
brush and paint tray are on the table, and there is an unsent letter next to it.

Dear Pastor Peter

I think I'm dying.

Congratulations.

I don’t know if there is a flower called a rose in this world. I have never seen it, but if it is
as beautiful as you said, may it fulfill your wishes.

I don’t have to.

- Lisa

Jin Cheng was silent for two minutes before putting down the letter and picking up the
brush to make up the painting. But when the tip of the pen touched the wall, the bright
red was magnified in Jin Cheng's eyes, occupying all his sight.

Splashing ink like red, splashed down from the wall, instantly shrouded Jin Cheng.

On the other side, Tang Cuo didn't wait for Jin Cheng, but Rogerio.

The Rose sect was lurking in the white leaves area for more than half of this time. The
red priest was also severely damaged by Rogerio, but he was finally escaped. After
Rogerio returned, he told Celtic a few follow-up things, and he took the initiative to find
Tangcuo.
"You tell me the real thing again." Rogerio's face was ruthless, about forty years old, and
the two temples shaved off and left a neat hairstyle. His hair color is also black, which is
rare in this world. Coupled with that black eye patch and blue eyes, his cold face is
more severe.

The two walked into the courtyard of the church, and Tang Cuo was planning to repeat
what he had said to Celtic, so as not to change, and clinker Rogerio changed his stern
but familiar tone.

"Theodore, you took the Grand Duke to the tunnel, it was too reckless. Your brother let
you come here to experience, but I don't want you to have anything wrong."

brother? Theodore and his brother?

Tang Cuo was suspicious but his face was not obvious. "I know, Lord Rogerio."

Rogerio frowned slightly, "I have to put aside the matter of apprenticeship. I will write to
the Duke of Lords. If you want to stay in the League of Ivy Leagues in the future, you
must go through more experience. It’s good for others to mention your origins,
Theodore. As a knight, you have to be proud of your noble background, but you can’t be
arrogant or stop your pace.”

Tang measures it out. This turned out to be a story of a noble child who concealed his
identity and went to the countryside. No wonder Theodore's hair changed color.

But one thing made Tang Cuo feel strange.

If Theodore has an older brother, then in such an orthodox family of noble knights, the
eldest son would be the prince. According to Rogerio, he came to the Ivy League to
practice, wishing to worship Rogerio as a teacher, and he might stay in the Ivy League
in the future. This is a different road from Xijue.

But why did Theodore eventually become the Duke, and where did his brother go?

Is he dead? Is something else happening?

Tang Cuo temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and did not ask why he was a
knight who wanted to worship the magician as a teacher, nodded, and kept his high-cold
man unshakable.

So when Celtic came over, he saw big, small, and two cold faces, as if carved in a mold.
He scratched his head, not knowing if he should step forward to disturb.

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Celtic came to tell Rogerio that the Duke invited him to talk over and discuss the
authentic follow-up. The words he used were "please" and "discuss". Although this is
the capital of the Principality of France, the status of the supervisor Rogerio on the
mainland of Sicily is not inferior to that of a grand duke.

As soon as Rogerio left, Celtic whispered to Tang Cuo, "As soon as the real thing
comes out, we will be busy again. I hope that the rose sect will not engage in any more
moths. It is the harvest season when the wind chants Aunt Peggy from afar will invite
me to drink freshly brewed ale on her farm."

Tang Cuo nodded coldly.

Celtic also seemed accustomed to Theodore's seriousness and boredom. He continued,

"Yes, Theodore, you said that your home is in the Baihua Kingdom? The Baihua
Kingdom is much larger than Fran, how come you came here?"
Flange is a Principality under the rule of the Baihua Kingdom. Although the area is not
small, it is only a Principality in the end. Tang Cuo knew what he meant, but he had to
keep people from collapsing, so he continued coldly "for faith."

Celtic was speechless for a long time.

He didn't know why, Theodore wasn't going to be too old next year, but he had an
ancient nobility like him. Sometimes it seemed too old-fashioned to be too upright and
hard to get close to, but when the words "for faith" were said like this, Celtic still moved
a little.

Although he really didn't know how to take Theodore's words.

The belated Lancelot saved him.

This bard seems to have strayed back from which stormy eyes, several slits were drawn
on the pants and clothes, the collar of the shirt was open unruly, the hair was messy
and flying, holding the corner of the piano mouth with a smile, there was still a little bit
Handsome.

Seeing his first glance, Celtic knew that this must be the man who took the Grand Duke
into the tunnel and took the initiative to step forward, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Jin Cheng shrugged, "I accidentally stepped on the magic circle."

Celtic was immediately alert, "Magic Circle?"

"Yes." Jin Cheng looked serious, and then reported to Lisa's address. "I suspect that
there is more than one such magic circle in the white leaf area, and most of them are
related to the rose pentacle sign in the tunnel."

Hearing that, Kyle, he still could stand, and immediately went to check.

Jin Cheng finally had time alone with Tang Cuo, and came straight to the point, "I
triggered a side mission and got a piece of music."
Tang Cuo was stunned and asked, "Lancelot's movement, or twelve movements?"

His question is exactly the same as Jin Cheng thought. Jin Cheng could not help raising
his mouth and said, "It is not clear for the time being, maybe you have to wait until you
have collected more to see the original appearance of the movement."

Immediately Jin Cheng briefly explained the content of the entire branch task to Tang
Cuo.

After the wall appeared strange, Jin Cheng was sucked into the mural. There are thorny
roses everywhere in the world of frescoes, and they attacked Jin Cheng
overwhelmingly, so Jin Cheng’s clothes were cut so many times.

However, in this world of murals, Jin Cheng's bow has also been restored. He rushed
out of it and rushed to complete the painting at the last minute.

"The magic circle should be related to a priest named Peter. An ordinary woman can't
just draw a magic circle by drawing. Your people can find the letter she wrote to Peter."
Jin Cheng just now. I didn't say too much, but I was afraid that it would make people
doubt Lancelot and make the copy more difficult.

"Peter is the priest said by the Grand Duke." Tang Cuo said. It is not surprising that a
rebellious pastor would engage some moths to come out. However, since this is a
sideline task and does not affect the main line, even if Jin Cheng does not trigger this
task, there will be a copy nc to advance.

But it's about the movement, they have to pay attention to it in the future, otherwise they
will work hard to collect the movement, and finally find that there is a missing piece, but
they can give up without making any effort.

With that, Jin Cheng leaned his arms on the pillar again, and said with interest, "There is
one thing I find very interesting. Lisa's letter to Peter said that she doesn't know if there
is a kind of rose in this world. I haven’t seen it before. I don’t know. I haven’t seen it.
Isn’t it interesting? Is Theodore from the Kingdom of Flowers, has he seen roses?"
Tang Cuo asked, "Why do you know that secret passage?"

Jin Cheng shrugged.

This is not enough. Tang Cuo did not know that Theodore had never seen a real rose,
and Jin Cheng did not know why Lancelot knew the secret. The two were blind in the
role-playing copy.

At this time Rogerio came, and they quickly stopped talking.

Rogerio glanced at Lancelot, who smiled and respectfully saluted him, "Good afternoon,
Your Excellency."

"you know me?"

"The bards across the continent must have sung a poem about you. It is my pleasure to
see you here."

Very good, and slapped quietly.

Tang Cuo really admired Jin Cheng's acting skills, but Rogerio was a cold person and
did not eat his suit. He looked at Tang Cuo again and ordered, "You will **** the Grand
Duke back to the palace with the guard later. As for you, the League of Ivy Leagues
thank you for your help, but it is of great importance. We hope you can stay and
cooperate with the action."

Is this the guard in disguise?

Jin Cheng changed his mind and continued to smile, "willing to serve."

Rogerio seemed to have more important things, and left after the explanation. Jin
Cheng and Tang Cuo looked at each other and opened the task panel, and the main
task was updated.

This time they finally became a line-escorting the Grand Duke back to the palace.

The guard set off in half an hour.

After Celtic investigated Lisa's room, he hurried back and learned that Rogerio had
already left, greatly annoyed, "I would have been better if I came back earlier. The
magic circle must be related to the Rose Sect. , I am afraid that this time the matter is
not over yet. Such a big man like His Excellency Rogerio has always been a mystery.
When he takes the initiative, he does not know when to wait."

After speaking, Celtic ran away again.

Tang Cuo suddenly thought of a person, the first person he saw when he came to this
copy-red hair. He said he would introduce Lancelot to Theodore, then he must know
Lancelot.

Perhaps he will know Lancelot and the real thing.

Celtic was in a hurry, and there was no air traffic control for Lancelot, so Jin Cheng was
arranged to join the guard with Tang Cuo. It was the captain of the Guard who came to
meet the Duke, and correctly said that he should be called the Cavaliers.

The Cavaliers were very fond of Tang Cuo, but they were wary of Lancelot. His attitude
was not cold, but there was nothing to say. Lancelot was like an alien, beside a large
group of serious and serious knights, holding the piano smiling and wearing unique
fashion ripped pants.

The team is promoted.

Tang Cuoyuan thought that the main task was to **** him back to the palace. What other
accidents might happen on the road, but he did not expect that the road would be calm.

The palace was in sight, and the knight was relieved.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng didn't talk to Dagong on the way, and Dagong was sitting in
the only carriage, still the majestic Duke.
But just as the two were about to leave, an internal officer ran over and saluted
respectfully, saying, "Dagong told me to tell the two. Today I thank the two for their help.
No matter when, you are all guests of the royal palace. Send to the Ivy League Office."

Jin Cheng returned the gift, "Thank you Grand Duke."

Tang Cuo nodded reservedly. When the internal officer left, the two's main line tasks
became "go to the market", and changed from brother to brother to a copy tourist.

Jin Cheng quipped, "It may be that Yong Yecheng finally couldn't stand it anymore and
sanctioned Mr. Crow."

Tang Cuo declined to comment. He felt that Jin Cheng's character, if Mr. Crow was
sanctioned, it might be that Yong Yecheng wanted to personally deal with him. So let the
crow live first.

Dagong was attacked, but the situation has stabilized and the celebration can continue.
A little panic remained in the crowd and did not dissipate, but in such a hilarious day,
everyone is still willing to put aside their troubles and have fun.

The noisy market is full of small stalls, and on this day, the Principality will not charge
any booth fees. All kinds of pottery, bronze, or small objects, delicate or rough, as well
as stones from the forest of elves, flower seeds from the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers,
etc., have been placed on the side of the road.

The first stop of the two was naturally an authentic entrance, and it was also where Jin
Cheng entered the copy. This is also within the market.

It was a private house, and the guards blocked all entrances from anyone. The two did
not go hurriedly and looked at them at a certain distance. Tang Cuo asked, "When you
enter the copy, is there anyone next to you?"

Jin Cheng "No. The situation inside should be a rented house, two floors above and
below, renting several families. Today is a celebration. Everyone should go out and the
doors are locked. But I'm sure Lance Lott does not live there, he is looking for
someone."

"why?"

"He has no keys on him, and he is very poor. Isn't this lot cheap?"

This reason is so powerful that it cannot be refuted.

"Red hair?"

"possible."

Speculation is not enough to determine the truth, but it is not advisable to have too
much contact with the Guard and the Ivy League before understanding why Lancelot
knows the tunnel. Jin Cheng can certainly be fooled by cleverness, but it's not a good
idea to talk about it. In case of wearing it, Rogerio can send them back to the West with
a magic.

But the only hope is that red hair is still missing.

The two went to as many places as possible, and wanted to see if anyone they knew
took the initiative to say hello, or if they could trigger a new branch.

Just past a flower-selling stand, Jin Cheng stopped and asked the gardener "Are there
roses?"

The gardener gave him a weird look, as if he was looking at a neuropathy who was not
dressed properly and asked questions arbitrarily, "Young man, are you deliberate?
Forget it, today is a good day, I don’t care about you, If you don’t want to buy flowers, go
quickly, I think you should change your clothes and come again."

Jin Cheng touched his nose and turned to Tang Cuo to spread his hand.
Tang Cuo also felt that Jin Cheng's hole was unsightly, but Jin Cheng touched his entire
body pocket with only five copper coins. He spread his palms pitifully and showed the
five copper coins to Tang Cuo.

Tang Cuo was expressionless, with a pocket and two gold coins.

It can be described as thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.

Jin Cheng's money from Tang Cuo was not weak, and he was very straightforward. The
two went to the clothing store, and Jin Cheng tried the clothes for half an hour.

Tang Cuo leaned his arms on the edge of the bronze mirror and was forced to give his
opinion, and it must be a heartfelt, non-fooling, aesthetic online opinion.

The blonde girl in the shop clerk kept covering her mouth and laughing.

In the end, Jin Cheng chose a set that was similar to the original, but only expected to
wear more comfortable clothes. Tang Cuo also changed his clothes. He was originally
injured, and the injury slowly recovered after drinking the potion, but the clothes would
not return to their original condition.

The two went out of the store in new clothes, and in front of them came a cheerful song,
as well as the sound of the organ, fluttering as if floating in the sky.

Song of Wind Song.

Tang Cuo remembered the name of this copy.

If the death of the poet is the end of all stories, and the song of Fengyin is the
beginning, then this serial copy begins with the celebration and ends with the
celebration.

The two asked the passers-by about the rose one after another, and found that there
was really no flower like rose on this continent. To be more precise, roses only exist in
books and bards.
Ordinary people will not pursue the reason behind it. For them, the rose is probably a
kind of flower that has been extinct before.

It seems nothing difficult to understand.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng knew that things would never be that simple, and the records
involving the secrets of secrets would not appear in a library that everyone could reach,
and most likely existed in the office of the League of Qingteng. Or the palace.

Of course, still looking for red hair now.

Walking around, Jin Cheng suddenly had an idea, "Did you say that Kapok liked
Lancelot's music? He will introduce Lancelot to Theodore today, indicating that Lancelot
will also arrive Here. A bard, what would he do on such a celebration day?"

Tangcuo "played."

Playing on the street is something that Jin Cheng can do.

The small harp is ready-made. He only needs to buy a cheap hat from the grocery stall
on the roadside, and then find a good place with flowers and breeze, put the hat on the
ground, and the music comes.

Tang Cuo sat on the flower bed next to him and looked out, still a transparent white yarn
streamer hanging from the top of the tall building.

Jin Cheng also sings, singing some soothing and exotic songs in his memory, but he
doesn't remember the lyrics, so he is singing indiscriminately. Sing whatever rhymes
you rhyme, play freely, and forcefully.

More and more people are standing in front of him, holding candy children, young men
and women, or middle-aged women and old men holding tubs. Some of them came and
went, and some threw a copper coin or two into their hats.

These people may think of this sunny afternoon in the distant future. They have stopped
to listen to the performance of the most popular bard in Sicily.
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Lancelot was very popular.

In just forty minutes, he earned eighty-six copper coins.

"Hey, isn't this Lancelot." A man who knew him finally appeared in the crowd who
stopped for him. It was a rich uncle with a beard, looked at him up and down, and said
in an exaggerated tone, "I didn't expect you to be a bard, your music is so beautiful.
Praise France, Baz No need to lose money at this time."

Jin Cheng keeps smiling and responds to changes constantly.

Uncle Luohu continued to sigh, "Oh, Lancelot, a wind chill did not crush you. Now it
seems that the disease you were born when you first came to France is the test of God
on you, you succeeded, succeeded Completed the test and won people's love. But you
must know, Lancelot, those who doubt you are not malicious, who can think of you as
young as this, you can really play such beautiful music."

The man said enthusiastically for a long time, but Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo agreed that
he was not a good person, because he didn't want to go out with a copper coin.

Too stingy.

Jin Cheng asked, "Did you see Buzz? I'm looking for him."
Uncle Luohu "I just saw him helping people move things in front of the wanderer's
tavern. You know, Lancelot, he used to do two jobs to help you pay for medicine and
was very busy."

Tang Cuo now opens the task panel.

Lunar country

Song of the Second Ring

Mainline search for Buzz

Separated from Uncle Luohu, the two quickly rushed to the Wanderer's Pub.

Now it seems that Buzz should have red hair, and Lancelot got sick when he first arrived
in the Principality of Français, and received help from the Buzz. As for the others
represented by Uncle Luohu, it seems that they are not optimistic about Lancelot. They
may have watched his illness or laughed at him, but they are not known.

This also means that Lancelot just played that time, and should be his first show.

The Wanderer's Tavern is not far from here.

About ten minutes later, a tavern with a wind chime in front of them appeared in their
sight. Jin Cheng stepped forward to ask, the bartender saw his face, and immediately
smiled, "Hey, isn't this our great bard Lancelot?"

This is a seven-point play and a three-point taunt. It seems that Lancelot's days after
coming to the Principality of France are not so smooth.

At this moment, behind them came another surprise voice, "Lancelot, Theodore!"

It's Buzz.

Baz, whose hair was like red cotton, waved at them happily and ran over, gazing back
and forth at the two of them, "How come you come together, I would like to introduce
you to know, I did not expect that you have already met? What a wonderful fate!"
Tang Cuo "..."

Jin Cheng smiled, "Isn't it?"

When the bartender saw Buzz coming, he pouted and turned to leave.

Buzz only showed a little fear, and said to Tang Cuo, "The Grand Duke's attack just
scared me. Fortunately, you are with Theodore. I can see that. Theodore is really a
brave and courageous knight. But Later, I was washed away with the crowd, and I
asked the guard to tell me that it was all right. Theodore, were you injured?"

Tang Cuo shook his head, "Slightly hurt, no hindrance."

"You need to take good care of minor injuries." Buzz had a say in the injury and said, he
seemed to think of something, and said worriedly, "When I went to inquire, I saw Dr.
Albert's residence surrounded by the guard. Well, I don’t know what happened, and it’s
strange to worry about it. Oh yes, Lancelot, where did you go just now, I haven’t seen
you for a long time.”

Buzz didn't seem to see the final picture of Jin Cheng meeting Tang Cuo and Dagong,
so he naturally thought Lancelot was not involved in this matter. And the meaning
revealed in his words made Tang Cuo's thoughts open-minded—Dr. Albert.

Lancelot went to the rental house, probably to find the doctor Albert.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng exchanged glances, and they both saw the same guess in
each other's eyes.

Jin Cheng asked, "Baz, have you seen Dr. Albert today?"

Buzz shook his head, "No. Dr. Albert is very busy. Many noble lords are willing to see
him for treatment, and he is so kind and willing to receive us civilians. He can even
reduce the cost of medicine and visit the door. Doctor. Lancelot, we really should find a
good day to thank him.
Then Baz asked Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng why they got together. Jin Cheng saw that he
didn't know anything about it, so he concealed the authentic things, and only said that
both of them came to him and happened to meet him.

Buzz had no doubt about him, and then gave Lancelot a key, "Lancelot, I may have to
go home again late today. You know, on such days the pub will open very late, here It’s
far away from the East Street in the White Leaf area. Maybe you can go around with
Theodore and have some jam pie newly made by Babe House. That tastes amazing.”

"We will definitely try it, thank you, Buzz."

"Haha, Lancelot, you’re so strange, friends never need to thank you. I have to tell you,
Lancelot, don’t worry, your talents will be seen one day, Not today, it must be tomorrow."

"I have already performed at the market just now, and everyone likes my music."

"Really, that's really great!"

Buzz looked happy, sincerely. At this time, the bartender came out of the tavern and
called Baz to work loudly. Baz had to scratch his head and apologized to Jin Cheng and
Tang Cuo to make them enjoy the celebration afternoon.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo sent Baz away, and the fluffy, soft red hair in the sunlight was
shining, and the color was really pleasing.

Mainline task change-go to the Qingteng League office.

Now that Dr. Albert has emerged as a key figure, Jin Cheng has also made remarks
about authenticity, and he can go to the Ivy League for a fair shake.

But the key Buzz gave him a new association.

"Baz and Lancelot also live in the White Leaf District," he said.

"Because housing prices are cheap." Tang Cuo answered right.

Very good, well-founded.

Jin Cheng put away the key, anyway, now they can't go to Baiye District to investigate,
so they just tossed it aside.

The Ivy League office in the Principality of France is located in the Sao Paulo district in
the center of the city. It is three stories high, with a large Ivy League logo hanging at the
door. The architectural style is also different from the surrounding milky white church
building.

It may be the style of Popolo Island, revealing a natural and original taste.

From this point of view, the office in the country of Yueyin is probably as big as a toilet
here.

The entrance is a reception hall, which is no different from the common adventurer's
guild. There is a mission release area and a rest area. A huge alliance logo is painted
on the ground.

The hall is full of people, mostly swordsmen wearing leather armor, and occasionally
there are two magicians. And these people have a common feature, that is-ordinary.

The Ivy League is a relatively loose bounty hunter organization. If you compare it to a
towering tree, then these should be ordinary members who rely on this huge
organization to make money and survive. They are leaves.

The real core, like Celtic, is the branch. The leaves can fall off this year and fall next
year, but the branches are different.

Tang Cuo's eyes swept to the second floor, "Let's go up."

The little son of the noble duke's family of the Baihua Kingdom cannot be an ordinary
leaf. Sure enough, the two had just gone upstairs and heard someone calling him from
afar, "Theodore, you can come back!"

Is a lively and lovely girl with a braid.

Jin Cheng looked at Tang Cuo jokingly, in exchange for Tang Cuo's expressionless
expression.

The layout of the second floor is similar to that of the first floor, but the alliance logo
painted on the ground becomes a huge magic circle, and there are fewer people coming
and going. The girl stood at the front desk and waved at Tangcuo. "The emissaries of
the palace sent you a gift of thanks, Theodore. Come and see."

Tang Cuosui passed.

Jin Cheng leaned on the side to wait for him, and he opened the task panel again while
waiting, just to see the moment when the main task changed. Current main task-to live.

not good.

Jin Cheng immediately looked around. The system gives such a straightforward task,
which means that this time the degree of danger must be very high, but where will the
danger be hidden? He subconsciously focused his attention on people coming and
going, but intuitively told him that it was wrong.

At this time, Tang Cuo had already received his gratitude, which was a square, delicate
slap-shaped wooden box. It seems ordinary, without magical fluctuations.

"Don't open it!" Jin Cheng shouted suddenly.

The man in the hall on the second floor was shocked by him. The little girl at the desk
even patted his chest in shock. Only Tangcuo could receive Jin Cheng's warning.

But it was too late, the box had just been opened by him. And it was that slit that
allowed Tang Cuo to see clearly what was inside—a very ugly rag doll holding an
umbrella.

The moment the eyes met, the rag doll suddenly grinned.

Tangcuo re-closed the box quickly without hesitation.

"Wow, wow, wow!" The closed box trembles violently, as if the rag doll came alive and
desperately hit the wall of the box, trying to get out of it.

"What's the matter?!" The little girl at the desk was frightened and unbelievable. The
League of Ivy League has one of the best silent magic circles on this continent, which
can eliminate most of the magic in this world, let alone this is in The defense is tighter
on the second floor, and some spells will not work at all.

Tang Cuo suffocated, but that force was so great that no one could compete. His
thoughts turned around, he gave up decisively, and he immediately pulled out the sword
of adjudication and slashed it!

The moment the long sword broke through the box, it was decided that Sheng Hui was
in full swing, and the dazzling light temporarily lost sight to everyone around him.

Jin Cheng arrived, pushed the little girl at the counter into the counter, and kicked the
other two closer together. In anxiety, he could not care whether he kicked the weight too
much, and at the same time he cleared the field, the dazzling light finally dissipated.

A black umbrella protruded from the broken box, and the tip of the umbrella pressed
against Tangcuo's sword.

Tang Cuo looked dignified, his eyes moved from the tip of the umbrella to the handle of
the umbrella, and then to the distinct hand holding the umbrella, and cold sweat had
oozed from his back.

Too strong, this force makes him unable to resist. Although the Sword of Ruling is in a
damaged state, in the end it is a legendary weapon. What umbrella is comparable to it?

And within a second or two of this thought, the person holding the umbrella gradually
showed his true body. First the overly white hand, then his shoulders, then the whole
body. He walked out of the broken box slowly, like an old gentleman, every time he took
a step forward, he pushed Tang Cuo back.
He wore a silver mask, a pure white dress, long black hair tied back with a black lace
hair band, and a tassel earring dangled from his right ear.

"I said who broke my big thing." He slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and turned
his head to look at Jin Cheng, then the tassel earrings shook gently with his
movements, "It's you, Lancelot."

After all, he gently pushed the tip of the umbrella forward, and Tang Cuo was pushed
out by a force that was so strong that he couldn't resist, hitting the pillar of the hall.

Suddenly a spit of blood came out, and all of the ribs seemed to be broken.

It was at this time that Tang Cuo only saw the change of the main task. The three words
"live" are simple and rough, but under such circumstances, the task is arduous.

He couldn't help looking at Jin Cheng, Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, and he looked
like he wanted to scold his mother--

Lancelot, Lancelot, why do you have your name everywhere?

The magic circle on the ground finally responded.

The dark gold lines looked like waves of water, and the surging magic appeared at the
moment, pounced on the tassel earrings. However, he just put the tip of the umbrella
down and gently touched the ground as a cane, the surging magic power was pressed.

He folded his hands on the crooked umbrella handle, and the whole person was a
needle for fixing the **** of the sea. No matter how the magic circle roared, he couldn't
move him.

Jin Cheng had to keep smiling, "Do you know me, gentleman?"

"It makes me sad to say that." The tassel earrings smiled, and the umbrella handle in
his hand turned, and a gorgeous magic broke the shackles of the magic circle and
struck Tang Cuo.
Tangcuo circumvented the pillar when he was on the spot, and at the same time, he
tried his best to inspire the ruling Shenghui, breaking the aftermath of magic with a
sword. He gasped, his ribs hurt, and when he looked up again, a trace of blood
remained in the corner of his mouth.

Of course, his face is very bad, very bad.

Jin Cheng's troubled you, you beat me?

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Tang Cuo feels that this world is really very unfriendly to him.

The tassel earrings seem to be clear now, and his eyes fall on his sword, and his face
hidden under the mask reveals a sudden expression, saying, "It turned out to be the boy
of the White Knights, what would you do if you said I killed now?" How about it? It must
be fun."

Tang Cuo leaned on the sword and stared at him without speaking.

The tassel earrings continued: "It's much more fun to kill you than to kill Grand Duke. I
think that the Grand Duke would have preferred to die instead of you."

Tang Cuo understood what he meant.

Frank is just a Principality within the genre of the Hundred Flowers. If Theodore dies
here, his family will surely hold the royal family accountable. What's more, this box was
sent by Xie Li as the Duke, who was assassinated.

This trick is indeed wonderful.

Tang Cuo wondered what this person had to do with the Rose Sect. He is so powerful
that if he is to do anything against the Grand Duke, they will never have the opportunity
to save people.

It's about his eyes are too straight, the tassel earrings smiled suddenly, "I like your eyes
very much, like your brother."

But the way he expressed his preference was-kill you.

The powerful magic attack struck again, but Tangcuo couldn't avoid it this time, and
could only use the sword of adjudication. The consequence of the hard connection is
that he vomited blood again, and his body was as pained as being crushed.

"Cough, cough..." He knelt on one knee, his hands trembling with the sword.

Jin Cheng wanted to shoot, but his skill list and equipment bar were almost all sealed
gray, and when his hand just touched the string of the small harp, the tassel earrings
looked over.

"If I were you, I would not move."

Jin Cheng "Maybe we can talk about the conditions?"

Tassel earrings "Do you think you have any conditions to talk to me?"

Jin Cheng "Look what you want."

The tassel earrings tilted their heads and thought for a long time, but they didn't answer
for a long time, and the tip of the umbrella had been lifted, and they were aimed at
Tangcuo.
A moment of life and death.

All the air seemed to be compressed between square inches, not because it couldn't
breathe, but that the air had completely blocked the trachea, constantly expanding,
squeezing the original position of the blood, making the brain unable to think.

The little girl at the front desk covered her mouth tremblingly and didn't dare to make a
sound. Others who were cleared by Jin Cheng from the magic circle also seemed to be
strangled by their necks.

A drop of cold sweat slipped off Tang Cuo's forehead. He intuitively felt that Jin Cheng's
language negotiation might not work. Sure enough, the tassel earrings looked back and
said, "At this time, it is more interesting to kill the descendants of the White Knight."

He was laughing, and Tang Cuo's heart sank to the bottom.

However, neither Tangcuo nor Jin Cheng is a person who gives up easily, and death
and admitting fate are completely different.

Tang Cuo still stared at the tassel earrings. The eyes belonging to Theodore were not
so black and white, but the persistence in his eyes was exactly the same.

Under the deterrence of the umbrella tip, his right hand holding the hilt slipped quietly,
the blade cut his palm, and blood flowed instantly.

This is called gambling.

In all stories with fantasy colors, whether it is Eastern or Western, blood is one of the
important media that can evoke more powerful forces.

What effect will Theodore's blood drop have on the Sword of Verdict?

Tang Cuo doesn't know, but he can bet.

As the blood flowed down the sword of adjudication, the tassel earrings raised their
eyebrows and opened their mouths to make a syllable. The colorful and
kaleidoscope-like magic power gathered at the tip of the umbrella.

The next moment, the torrent of magic swept away to Tangcuo.

Jin Cheng also moved at this time.

His fingers quickly fluctuated the strings, and the attack of the sonic wave that was
originally used on the bow strings was forcibly grafted on him. In the sound of "Zheng--",
the strings made of sharp spider silk cut his fingertips.

The blood bead splashed and was shattered by the sound wave again.

The powerful sound wave collided with the magical torrent, like the wind stirring the
sunset, the beauty was beautiful, and the sudden burst of energy shocked all the people
present to vomit blood.

"Boom!" The ground was cracked, and the dark golden light of the magic circle flashed
wildly, absorbing most of the impact, but it couldn't seem to completely resist it.

Tang Cuo gritted his teeth.

Pierce the ruling sword hard into the ground in front of you, and fix yourself firmly there.
At the same time, the palm of the hand held the sword firmly, and the blood almost
stained the silver sword red.

"Zheng--" Another sound of piano, a second shock.

Jin Cheng did not save Tang Cuo, but rushed towards the tassel earrings. When he was
about to get close, he stooped down and pulled a short dagger from his boots. The cold
light appeared, and the dagger flew out.

All of this happened in just three seconds.

"Tick." A drop of blood dripped from Tang Cuo's wrist, making a soft noise. The soft
sound was infinitely magnified in his ears, and the torrent of magic was also in front of
him, and at this time, the ruling Shenghui finally skyrocketed again.

The strong white holy light collided with the bright magic torrent, which was also mixed
with the aftertone of the piano sound. In an instant, the entire second floor was swept in.

Tang Cuo lost his sight and soon lost his hearing. The internal organs seemed to be
filled with broken blood vessels, shielding him from all perception. He could only hold
his sword tightly and tried his best not to be knocked down.

This process is very long, but it may only take a moment.

After a while, the cracking sound of the "bang" window was forcibly inserted.

"Aesop!" The cold anger drew with warmth.

Tang Cuo barely opened his eyes and saw a familiar halo set on himself. He didn't dare
to open his mouth, fearing that he would fall down, but his eyes could still see the figure
in black dress.

Roger Reed.

Two figures, one black and one white, fought. Roger Reid and Aesop in his mouth were
almost equal. Jin Cheng finally had the opportunity to approach Tang Cuo, and he
immediately decided a bottle of high-level healing medicaments to infuse him, holding
his crazy falling health.

"Cough, cough..." Tang Cuo finally took a sigh of relief, opened the character panel and
looked at it-familiar 3.

Jin Cheng actually suffered a lot of injuries. Although Aesop’s magical attack was
directed towards Tangcuo, Jin Cheng dare to attack in person, but broke into the storm
center directly.
"Go." Jin Cheng backed Tangcuo and retreated immediately without saying a word. He
doesn't care what Roger Reid and Aesop look like.

It made people quickly retreat to the first floor, while the bounty hunters on the first floor
were attracted by the fight between the two big brothers, and no one noticed them for
the time being.

But as soon as the two of them came downstairs, the system began to play prompt
sounds.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Jin Cheng immediately opened the system panel and found that the main line mission
had changed from "survival" to "rescue alliance member". The heroic and upright knight
Theodore, and the kind minstrel Lancelot, will definitely not save others from death.

Oh, this **** copy of humane caring role-playing.

In order not to be struck by thunder, Jin Cheng had to carry Tang Cuo back again.

The second floor has already fallen. Under the strong impact just now, everyone was
injured although they were not dead. Jin Cheng put down Tangcuo and quickly filled
everyone with medicine,

After busy with all this, the main line task changed again.

The current mainline mission tells Roger Reed the truth.

hat?

the truth? What is the truth?

Jin Cheng's head was instantly covered with question marks, and it was then that Roger
Reed came back. He still came in from the broken window, carrying a broken rag doll in
his hand, glancing at the seriously injured Tang Cuo with one eye, and a face full of ice.

"What's going on?" he asked.

Jin Cheng only hesitated for three seconds, "ding", and the system gave him a reminder
again.

Life and death question and answer.

Jin Cheng didn't change his face, and answered "It's Dr. Albert. The person you called
Aesop just now lurked in Française under the alias of Dr. Albert. I knew that tunnel from
him. I didn’t say it directly because I wasn’t sure—Dr. Albert was a good person, and he
saw me.”

After hearing this, Roger Reed asked again "Why would he tell you the truth?"

Jin Cheng then said solemnly, "He wants to get me in."

Roger Reid gave him a deep look, and he couldn't see the letter or not, but he didn't ask
any more, and the system didn't continue to play Jin Cheng's prompt tone. Jin Cheng
knew that it was over.

As for whether Aesop is a doctor or not, Jin Cheng is not sure, and he is still betting.

At the end, Jin Cheng looked at the puppet in his hand and couldn't help but ask, "Your
Excellency Roger Reed, what is that?"

Roger Reid "The Doll. Aesop is not here. If he comes in person, you will have died."

Jin Cheng didn't rashly ask about Aesop's identity. Such a powerful person may be as
famous as the supervisor Roger Reid. It's strange to have never heard of it.

Soon, Roger Reed left.

Celtic hurried back, seeing a mess on the second floor, his entire face collapsed. When
I learned that Roger Reed was gone, I even thumped my chest, "How can I not keep
up!"

According to Celtic, there were several magic formations discovered in the white leaf
area, all with obvious Rose style. The specific uses of these magic arrays are still under
investigation, but fortunately they are discovered early, no matter what the use is all
strangled in the cradle.

Celtic was happy when he said it, but Tang Cuo didn't think so.

He opened the system panel, and the main task became again-back to Baiye District.

Celtic still said, "Not only is it a red priest now, even the rebel Aesop has appeared,
Fran is just a little duchy, I really don't know what they all gathered here to do? I have to
inform the headquarters as soon as possible, let They will send more people to come."

Aesop the rebel.

Jin Cheng's eyes turned and asked, "Is he famous? I just came from the country of
Yueyin. I don't seem to have heard of this name."

Celtic wasn’t Roger Reed. He didn’t think about it. Instead, he showed a little interest
when he heard the words “Moon Hidden Land” and said, “I have rarely seen Moon
Hidden in France for so many years. The people of the country are really far away, and I
haven’t heard of Aesop’s name. It was normal. He was originally a prince of a country,
and his status was distinguished. Later, he somehow turned to the Rose Sect and
became an incarnation of evil. Rebellion Aesop is well-known, and his strength is similar
to that of His Excellency Roger Reid. You should be careful when you see him later."

At this point, the potion had already worked. Although Tang Cuo's injury was not good,
he had recovered his ability to move. He stood up and said to Celtic: "The box was sent
by the Grand Duke. This matter should be notified to the palace immediately."

Celtic slapped his head, "Look at me, how can you forget such an important thing."
After the speech was over, Celtic did it immediately. Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng
exchanged glances. While no one else came to talk, they immediately found an
opportunity to leave the office and proceeded to Baiye District according to the task
instructions.

Tangcuo changed his clothes halfway, and he was injured from time to time. The scrap
rate of clothes was too high, so he simply prepared two more sets.

"Aesop and the red priests are a group of people, but their course of action is different,
and I am afraid that the relationship is not close." Tang Cuo said while walking.

"How to say?" Jin Cheng said.

"Assuming that Aesop is Dr. Albert, then he has been lurking in the center of the city for
so long. With his strength, it is possible to break into the palace directly. The assassins
spent so much energy and still failed to succeed. Dr. Burt is not at home."

"Which of Aesop and the Red Priest are stronger?"

"Aesop."

Tang Cuo relies on intuitive judgment, but he is very determined. The priest in red
looked very powerful with a rose bomb in one hand, and there was indeed a way to
escape from Roger Reed, but Aesop felt more terrifying. Only one magic figure can
achieve absolute power crushing, so strong that people do not know how to resist.

Jin Cheng said, "Aesop looks like it is free from the Rose sect, whether it is dressed or
acting in a different style from the previous people. Perhaps they have a disagreement?
Aesop has Aesop's plan, but the red priest While he was away, he took the lead in
implementing his own plan. Aesop may not be in his early position, but he must be
irritated by the authentic leak, so he just had what happened."

Tang Cuo "The question is, which school is Pastor Peter?"

Judging from the current situation, Peter and the red priest should be together, but there
is no absolute thing.

Baiye District.

The guards patrolled everywhere, but now the Grand Duke is no longer here. The
guards follow him back, and there are not many people who can be divided here. When
leaving the office, Tang Cuo saw that Celtic urgently issued a bounty mission in the
name of the Ivy League-to let ordinary members of the Ivy League search everywhere
in the Principality, including but not limited to the white leaf area. The traces of the Rose
Sect Magic Circle, whoever finds it, can get a gold coin reward.

This gave Tangcuo a new understanding of the Ivy League, which is not only crowded
but also rich.

The two entered the white leaf area, but the main line task was not updated, so they
decided to go to see the residence of Lancelot and Buzz first. From Buzz's words, they
should live in a place called Dongjie.

Jin Cheng said, "We always have a special relationship with the street with the word
"dong"."

East Street is easy to find. The place with the most rented rooms is that all the houses
are crowded and leaned against each other, like a mix of black building blocks.
Fortunately, it is still clean.

Based on Baz's enthusiasm, Jin Cheng determined that most of the people here should
know him, so he found the less important old lady nc on the roadside, and successfully
obtained Baz's specific address.

128 East Street.

No. 128 is a group rent apartment, a dozen families live here, the lighting is not very
good, and the aisle is only one meter wide. The key in Jin Cheng's hand opened the
door of the room at the end of the corridor. It was a small but clean room with a small
blue wind chime hanging on the only window. There was even a simple kitchen next to
it.

A stove, a pot, and a cutting board hanging on the wall. Coal and various debris were
piled up neatly in the corner, not messy at all.

There was only a simple single bed in the room, and Jin Cheng found a floor under the
bed that could be pulled out. The quilts are spliced ​with rags, but they are all made of
cotton and feel soft to the touch.

In addition to this, there is no extra furniture in the room, and the clothes are stacked in
a large rattan box. The box was used as a table, with a broken clay pot as a vase, and a
few fresh wildflowers inserted, and the floral scent slightly diluted the lingering medicine
in the room.

Jin Cheng fiddled with wildflowers and said, "Baz is indeed a good friend."

Tang Cuoshen thought so, but he thought he would trigger a sideline plot here, and
turned around in circles, but got nothing. Jin Cheng sometimes looked at his pale face
and saw him seeing it almost. He touched his belly and said, "Go out to eat, or fire
here?"

Tang Cuo turned back.

"are you not hungry?"

"."

"You just seemed to come back to me."

"You see it?"

Jin Cheng spread his hand, he felt that Tang Cuo's expression was simply too readable,
and those who could not understand might be stupid.
Tang Cuo continued to be expressionless. He wondered why his thoughts could always
be seen by Jin Cheng. In the long run, he is not good at secretly cursing people.

In the end, the two decided to go out to eat, so as not to mess up the house that Baz
worked hard to clean up, and before leaving, it was rare for the conscience to find the
ground back in place.

"Go." Jin Cheng clapped and stood up.

Tang Cuo still squatted on the ground, reaching for the dark lines on the floor and
frowning slightly.

Jin Cheng wondered, "What's wrong?"

Tang Cuo didn't answer immediately, but quickly checked the floor in other places, and
finally scraped his nails through a crack in the floor before putting it under his nose—

"The smell of blood."

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The blood stains on the floor have been completely wiped away, but only a little residue
has penetrated into the cracks in the floor. However, the floor of this rental house was
unknown to how many people had stepped on it, and the color was dull and in disrepair,
and it covered the blood color smoothly.
Jin Cheng scraped a bit of wood chips from the cracks in the floor with a dagger and
carefully read, saying, "The blood stains should have been around for a long time, at
least not in the near future."

Tang Cuo continued to search in the room. In the end, he came to a conclusion, "Look
at the distribution of this blood stain, does it look like a magic circle?"

This statement aroused Jin Cheng's interest.

He simply scooped up the pot of water, replaced it with water, and connected all the
blood stains in series. After the series was completed, he carefully examined the picture
with his chin and said, "This is indeed a bit like a magic circle, and do you know which
one it looks like?"

Tang Cuo understood, "Unfinished painting?"

"Crack." Jin Cheng snapped his fingers, "That's it. Although some blood stains are not
repaired, according to this overall distribution, this picture is very similar to the magic
array in the painting."

But what does this point to?

Although this blood stain has been around for some time, perhaps it was left by the last
tenant, but such an obvious clue, if it is not directed to Buzz, is a bit unreasonable.

But how can such a kind, enthusiastic and cheerful person be related to the magic sect
of the Rose Sect?

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo then carried out a more detailed second search of the rental
house, and finally found a stationery in the cracks of the bed board. To be precise, it is
called a suicide note.

Today was finally a sunny day when the wind pushed the window open and the wind
chime rang again. Jingle bells, really nice.

The cold will always pass.

When this winter passes, good music will sound on the street again. Babe House's jam
**** will also have a new taste, because the Yorkshire fruit will be ripe again.

I look forward to it so much.

Everything will be better.

And the news of my death, I hope only the wind knows.

This is a suicide note that is not a suicide note. He did not explain the matter or pay the
bill, but Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng agreed that their owner was Baz.

Looking out the window, the black messy house seemed to be at risk of collapsing at all
times, and the people living inside were like weeds. Which weed will sincerely look
forward to the music coming, and miss the jam pie of Babe House?

Baz with hair like red cotton.

"He should have been ill and wrote this letter when he was dying. The time was last
winter last year, which was half a year ago." Jin Cheng said, looking back at the only
wooden bed in the house, as if looking there To Buzz, who is lingering on the sickbed.

He continued: "This explains why he knew Dr. Albert. Dr. Albert is related to the Rose
Sect, so a magic circle appeared in his room."

The clues are connected in series, and the truth gradually emerges. But if this series of
things is a chain, they still lack a few important nodes.

For example, did Dr. Albert finally cure Buzz, so the magic circle was wiped out. For
example, is there any connection between Buzz's affairs and Lisa's affairs, and Dr.
Peter's faction.

The two then left the rental house, bought some food on the street, and discussed the
next action while eating. The main line mission has not been updated, it may be that
they will be investigated in Baiye District, and what results will be investigated will
trigger the next plot.
Jin Cheng squatted on the road without a figure, and asked, "You are a detective, where
do you say to go next?"

As a noble knight, Tangcuo naturally stood upright, even if he ate the cheapest pies, his
temperament was not compromised. After thinking for a while, he said, "There are also
magic circles. Lisa is dead, but Buzz is alive. What do you think is the difference?"

"The leaders are different? Lisa corresponds to Pastor Peter, and Buzz corresponds to
Dr. Albert, that is to say, they are not of the same faction?"

"Maybe."

Tang Cuo took the last bite and said, "I'm going to see Lisa's body."

After more than 20 minutes, the two arrived in the small courtyard where the body was
collected.

Still the same route, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuoqi squatted down on the roof next to the
small courtyard, and looked into the situation from a height. However, Jin Cheng only
glanced and said, "The body was transported away."

It was dusk at this time, about five hours after Jin Cheng discovered that the corpse had
been bought and sold. According to the mustache man, the body will be transported to
the Locke Kingdom and sold to the noble Necromancer.

"Experiment necromantic magic with corpses?"

"There seems to be no other explanation besides. The necromancer of the mainland of

Sicily does not seem to shout and fight like some Western fantasy stories. They will also
use money to buy corpses, although this sale does not sound humane, but If you think
about it carefully, they didn’t go to plan graves, they didn’t use living people, they were
pretty formal.”

After finishing the speech, Jin Cheng's eyes rolled around and he simply knocked on the
door.
Tang Cuo was still watching on the roof.

The person who came to open the door was the servant responsible for dusting the
corpse as if it were Jin Jin. He pretended to have a bitter face and said that he had a
corpse to sell, so he asked the price. The servant made a bid, but he was not satisfied
and said he would see the boss.

The servant's attitude was cold and mixed with some impatience. Eventually, he only
said that the boss had delivered the goods to the dock and sent Jin Cheng out.

The pier is in Baiye District.

The Principality of Français has a wide river that traverses most of the country's
territory, called the Mifeng River. Most of the entire Principality's cargo transportation
depends on this river. To the east you can reach the small windmill harbour, and to the
south you can go to the White Flower Kingdom, which is better than land.

The two rushed to the quayside.

After nightfall, the pier is still brightly lit, as if the lights of the entire white leaf area have
been gathered here, becoming the only light in the night. Drudges in coarse clothes
carried goods back and forth, ship after ship, car after car, and from a distance they
could hear the wharf directors scolding loudly.

"Be careful, if you accidentally drop the goods, the noble masters will blame, can you
afford it?!"

A long distance away, Tang Cuo couldn't see the specific face of the man. The night
wind was mixed with the faint smell of the river water and the smell of sweat, which was
not so good.

The two have been searching for a long time but have not found the target mission.
Looking around to find nc, he didn't find out whether the ship buying and selling corpses
was gone.
Instead, the old boatmen who smoked poor quality tobacco reminded them, "Young
guys, don't inquire so much, otherwise the corpse will not be found, and you may
become a corpse yourself."

Tang Cuo thoughtfully.

Jin Cheng went to a nearby tavern to buy a bottle of wine and sent it to the old boatman.
He smiled and said, "I'll ask a question. Did you really see the ship carrying the body?"

After receiving the wine, the old boatman grinned and revealed black and yellow teeth.
"No, I have been here for more than ten years, and I have never seen a ship carrying
corpses."

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo looked at each other, and they felt tired.

The two got up and walked back, Tangcuo said, "Someone lied."

Jin Cheng held his arms with great interest, "Who do you think lies?"

Tangcuo "the one who collected the body."

Jin Cheng "Do you think they didn't even transport the body out of the flange?"

The old boatmen are just a passer-by nc they chose at random, not a key figure, there
is no need to lie like that. What does "never seen a ship carrying corpses" mean? This
means that merchants have given up more convenient and faster waterways and chose
land routes.

The corpse is not something that is easy to transport like a candlestick. How many
carriages do they have to prepare if they go by land? It's too weird to walk with a lot of
corpses on the road. People with brains won't choose land.

Therefore, the corpse must still be in France, and the real purpose of those people
buying and selling corpses is very doubtful.

Is this really related to the Necromancer of the Rock Kingdom?

Dagong assassination, church attack, corpses being transported... Things that
happened within this day flashed through Tang Cuo's mind one by one, he frowned, and
pulled his leg to the small courtyard just now.

Jin Cheng also guessed what he was thinking about, and the two returned quickly, only
to find it was too late.

The courtyard has been empty.

Tang Cuo's face was black, and he wondered whether they had taken the people away,
or whether these people were already ready to retreat.

At this time, Jin Cheng slowly followed from behind, and when he saw this situation, he
couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows, and then he appeared brightly, and he smiled and
asked, "Don’t you want to see the corpse? Do you know where there is now in the white
leaf area?" Is there a body?"

Tangcuo "Church."

Pastor Peter was killed in the church after the assassination of Grand Duke today. His
body was handled by the guard, and the church was temporarily taken over by the
guard. Just half a day later, the body should still be in the church.

Tang Cuo was afraid that something might go wrong late, and even used sprinting skills.
On the night of the moon, two figures parkoured on the roof. They ran from the small
courtyard to the church within fifteen minutes, which shocked the guards.

Tang Cuolei was very popular, took out the badge of the Ivy League and flicked it in
front of his eyes, then walked through the door and entered. The soldier reacted slowly
after half a beat, but did not step forward to stop.

The people of the League of Ivy Leagues, as mentioned above, this matter belongs to
them.
In the silent church, only a few soldiers dozed off with their swords. The swift footsteps
awakened them. They were frightened to pull out their swords and looked around
blankly, facing the handsome face of Theodore.

"What about Peter's body?" he asked.

"In and out of court, we just buried him." Someone recognized him and settled down.
"Dagong ordered him to be buried in this church. We also prepared a coffin for him." ."

Already buried?

Tang Cuo frowned slightly.

Seeing this, the man carefully asked, "I don't know what you want his body to do, Lord
Knight? Peter's body has been examined, and there is nothing unusual, otherwise we
will not bury him."

Tang Cuo did not answer.

Jin Cheng's voice came from behind him, "Dig out and dig it out, and then dig back."

"what?"

The guard's doubts lasted until the middle of the month.

Each of the five soldiers shoveled hard with one shovel, and dug up the buried coffin
again. The two old men who had to dig graves at night stood next to them and
supervised the whole process.

The atmosphere is quite strange.

Even more weird, when they pushed the lid of the coffin together, they found that the
coffin was empty.

"What about the body?"

"How could this happen, I clearly saw him buried!"

"See, hell!"

The soldiers lost their shovels and stepped back one by one. Tang Cuo walked over to
the coffin, reached out and touched it carefully on the wall of the coffin, and observed
the blood stains on the bottom of the coffin.

Jin Cheng gave him a lamp, "Peter's wound is in the back of the heart. The position of
the blood stain is correct, and there is no problem with the dryness of the blood stain."

Tang Cuo "Where do you think he went?"

Jin Cheng shrugged. "Maybe we might be peeping in a corner."

This statement was too horrifying. Several soldiers were scared and stepped back a few
steps, looking around, as if a ghost would be killed by the next second.

Tang Cuo opened the system panel and found that the main line task finally changed.

Jin Cheng also saw it and asked, "Mine is looking for Peter and telling Celtic, what is
yours?"

Tang Cuo didn't want to speak.

Lunar country

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Tang Cuo was forced to stop working and returned to Baz's rental house in the
uninterrupted sound of "ding and ding".

In the original plot, Theodore may have been seriously injured and needs to rest. On the
other hand, Lancelot and Buzz are good friends. Baz has helped him so
enthusiastically. If Baz has a problem, Lancelot must be difficult to deal with. Waiting for
Buzz by Theodore can also avoid this embarrassing situation.

But waiting alone in the rental house was really boring, and Tang Cuo simply lay down.
As the saying goes, if you can sit, you don’t stand, and when you lie, you don’t sit.

Energy saving mode, on.

Although Jin Cheng was willing to let Tang Cuo rest, he was a little uneasy about letting
Tang Cuo stay alone. So he quickened his pace, hurried back to the Ivy League to find
Celtic, told him that the body was missing, and then immediately returned to the white
leaves area.

On the way back, he suddenly thought of something, changed his way, and went to the
wanderer's tavern.

A bustling pub, business is better than during the day.

The bartender was busy with his feet, and Buzz kept working behind him like a small
top. Sometimes it helps to wash the dishes, sometimes it helps to move the goods, and
sometimes it is necessary to take the drunken guests to the cart.

This is not an easy job.

The obese guest was scolding, his belly was two times thicker than Baz's waist, and the
weight of the whole person suddenly pressed on Baz, causing him to nearly fall.
Fortunately, the little Buzz has gone through a hundred battles, and he has more
strength than he seems. He stumbled and sent people to the scooter. He wiped his
sweat and talked to the driver of the scooter with a smile.

"Trouble you, Uncle Jones."

"Don't be so polite, little Buzz, this is my job. It's you, you should take a good rest."

"I know, I'm not tired."

"It's not my mouth to be tired. It's okay, little Baz, I have to set off. These guests are
really smelly, and I have to send people away as quickly as possible."

"Okay, be safe!"

Buzz waved his hand and kept watching the scooter away. Then he ran back to work
under the urging of the bartender.

Jin Cheng also watched him, he could not get close, because the system did not let it.
But for now, Buzz is still working and does not show any abnormalities, at least it means
that there is no danger in Tangcuo.

Returning to Baiye District, Jin Cheng didn't know where to find Peter.

The white-leaved area is mixed with fish and dragons. It is not easy to find people here,
not to mention this is not a person, but a corpse. Was he stolen, or did the corpse run
away?

After turning around, no person was found and no plot was triggered. Jin Cheng went
back to East Street again.

"Boom." A stone hit the window of Buzz's rental house, disturbing Tang Cuo who was
resting.
Tang Cuo really didn't want to get up, but the familiar situation reminded him of the
broken window in the East Cross Street room. He still remembered that it was in
someone else's house, and he stood up and walked to the window.

Jin Cheng was sitting in the dark and damp narrow alley with his legs up, and a wooden
box was discarded below his buttocks. Buzz's rental house is at the end of the corridor,
and the window is just stacked in this hidden alley.

"Hi, good evening." Jin Cheng raised his hand and greeted him.

Tang Cuo thinks that his brain may be at fault.

The night was too dark, Jin Cheng couldn't see Tang Cuo's expression clearly, but
wanted to know that there would be no good words in this little bastard's heart. He held
his arms and said, "Lancelot must be very eager to prove his friend's innocence. He
doesn't go to bed in the middle of the night and has to wander around the street. It's
already two o'clock in the morning. I'm afraid I can't rest all night."

Tang Cuo "So?"

The system trapped Tang Cuo in the rental house and stopped Jin Cheng outside the
rental house, one was forced to rest and the other was forced to stay up late. Just now
Jin Cheng wanted to try to walk into the building and was bombarded with dings, dings,
dings, and busy sounds appeared in his ears.

He began to have fun, "You said that we look like cowboy and weaver girl now?"

Tang Cuo thought that his brain might have been stung badly. He closed the window
blankly and went to bed. Jin Cheng raised his hand and threw a stone on the window,
"Come back."

"Problems???"

"Aren't you a detective, give me a direction to investigate."

"Oh."
"Oh what do you mean."

Tang Cuo thought about it and said sincerely, "Since you are so empty, it is better to
plan the graves of Baiye District and count the number of corpses."

Jin Cheng "Do you think I really don't want to hit you?"

"Then you come."

"..."

One can't get out, the other can't get in, what to fight.

Jin Cheng was angry, but Tang Cuo's words also revealed his guess. Jin Cheng held his
chin for a moment and asked, "Do you really think that is a corpse?"

Tangcuo "Yes."

Jin Cheng "What about Baz? Is he also reborn?"

Tang Cuo did not immediately answer this question.

Just now he was lying in Buzz's rental house, stroking the whole thing from beginning to
end, and suddenly thought that this was a serial task. Serial, which means that its
stories are all related, so he thought of the well of time.

It is still a long way from the Flower Festival in 1228. In September of that year, the
blackboard of the Ivy League Office in the country of Yueyin said that the activities of
the Rose Sect in the Principality of the French increased.

At the beginning of all these stories, the Rose Sect was also active in the Principality of
France.

What is special about flanges?

Tang Cuo doesn't think it's special, because the story ends in the country of Yueyin, not
the Principality of France, which means that the last goal of the Rose Sect is a country
of Yueyin.

What is most special about the Principality of Français is that it is the closest place to
the country of the Moon.

What is the country of Yueyin? Well of time.

The Well of Time contains rich time magic. Tang Cuo does not know how powerful the
time magic can be in this copy, but time is the thing that can most affect life and death.

Baz, who has written the suicide note but is still alive, what is the point of the missing
body? Tang Cuo thought they were all dead, but still alive.

"I went to see Baz just now. He looks just like ordinary people." Jin Cheng said.

"Isn't this great? The Grand Duke said that Pastor Peter is an upright and kind
gentleman, and his persistence has always been admirable. Such a person is rooted in
the most impoverished Baiye District, and if there is not enough to impress him, he Why
do you betray?" Tang Cuo said, turning to lean on the window sill. "Maybe Buzz was the
one who moved him."

Jin Cheng touched his chin, and the more he thought about it, the more interesting it
was, "According to your reasoning, does the Rose sect's philosophy seem to be not
bad?"

Tang Cuo refused to comment, which was extremely boring. One thing, one person,
how to see it, whether it is ideal or material, there is no unified standard.

Because the standards are set by people.

And human beings are the least creatures in the world that do not need standards.

"Okay, the conversation is over. I think I should go to dig a few graves as you said." Jin
Cheng's interest in digging graves came and he did.
He found a cemetery, and according to the time of Baz’s suicide, the search range was
set within six months, and he was a young man and woman. He thought that even if the
Rose Sect wanted to save all sentient beings, his eyes should not be on the old lady for
a while.

Two hours before dawn.

On the other side, Tangcuo finally waited for Baz who returned late.

Buzz was tired, and his original fluffy hair was drooping down, but the moment he saw
Tang Cuo, he was still blooming in his eyes, "Theodore, why are you here!"

Tang Cuo "I was injured, Lancelot let me rest here."

"It turns out that this is the case. Does your injury matter?" Buzz quickly asked Tang
Cuo to sit down and got a "Nothing" reply before he was relieved and asked "What
about Lancelot?"

Tang Cuo "Ivy League has something to ask him for help, he went out."

Buzz didn't doubt that he was there, but he was still a little worried. "But it's so late,
Lancelot's illness is just right, don't be tired anymore."

Tang Cuo carefully observed his expression and said nothing.

Because of fatigue, Buzz wanted to sleep directly, but Yu Guang glanced at Tang Cuo,
who was sitting upright, and hesitated to take out the tub for washing. He scratched his
head and smiled and said, "I've been busy for a day today, and my body is a bit stinky.
You can't mind Theodore. There is a water room downstairs. I'll go there to wash."

Having said that, he dragged out the door at a tired pace.

After ten seconds, Tang Cuo quietly opened the door, following him far away, watching
him enter the water room. It didn't take long for the clatter of water to come from inside,
and Tang Cuo leaned on the railing on the second floor, thinking quietly.
After a while, he returned to the room and stood by the window, wanting to see if Jin
Cheng had returned.

He didn’t see Jin Cheng, he saw a vaguely familiar face—Peter!

Pastor Peter was standing on the side of the road diagonally opposite the alley. From
the angle of Tang Tso, he could be seen, which also meant that Peter could see him.

Four eyes are opposite.

Peter's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately stepped back into darkness. Tang
Cuo's speed is faster than him. Without saying anything, he pushes out the window and
chases out, but just when he landed, ready to chase out of the dark alley—

"Ding!" The **** system prompt sounded again.

Tang Cuo had no control and caught up.

"Ding!" The prompt sound is even more rapid, such as a violent wind and rain hitting
Tang Cuo's mind.

Tang Cuo bit his tongue and kept himself awake with pain. When he couldn't catch up,
he immediately shouted, "Why are you killing Grand Duke? Peter, how does killing him
help your faith?"

Peter was about to leave, and turned back when he heard this.

The two faced each other across a long street under a moonlit night.

Peter is still a moon-white priest robe, with a merciful and generous face, but his eyes
are sharp. He asked "Who are you?"

Tangcuo "a knight in pursuit of the truth."

Peter "Then you should ask him."

Tang Cuo "but he said he believed you."

The reminder sound of "ding, ding, ding" sounded insanely, and Tang Cuo's face did not
show up.

Peter looked at him deeply, as if to discern the truth of his words, but the longer he
dragged on, the more dangerous Tangzuo's condition was. Three seconds later, he
finally said, "He is the Grand Duke and the ruler in this land. If he is not killed, how can
we change?"

Tang Cuo Shen Sheng "Do you think the Rose Sect can really bring about change?"

"Maybe, it's always necessary to know." Peter said, his figure hidden in the darkness
again.

Tang Cuo did not chase anymore, and when he disappeared completely, he turned
around and withdrew. The beep sounds have become a film in his mind, and he flees
with the greatest speed.

Speed ​of life and death.

Tang Cuo's figure was almost pulling out the residual image, but Bartz's room was on
the second floor. Whether walking from the stairs or climbing the window, it would take
some time.

"Crack!" Thunderbolt was down.

Tang Cuo dodged to the limit, pedaling on the wooden box Jin Cheng had just sat on,
and quickly jumped to the window sill on the first floor, with the back firmly against the
window

Hu, watching the electric light slash across in front of your eyes.

After the thunderbolt had broken through, the second thunderbolt was already brewing,
Tang Cuo quickly climbed to the second floor, and when the second thunderbolt fell, he
opened the window and jumped in.

"Boom!" He almost didn't jump through the floor.

At the same time, Jin Cheng, who was still digging graves in the cemetery, raised his
head and looked at the electric lights shining in the sky, frowning. He then looked again
at the starry sky above him, the weather was fine.

Has any **** been struck by thunder?

Don't it be Tangcuo?

Jin Cheng carefully discerned the direction of electro-optics and found that it was really
possible. His apprentice is really a warrior. Jin Cheng feels that if he is a woman, he
might fall in love with him.

The kind who would roll for him, shouting "good looking".

The thought went awry, and Jin Cheng finally pulled it back and continued to fill the soil.
The work of digging graves is almost over. He opened three coffins, one empty and two
still.

Because there are not many samples, Jin Cheng can't say whether this ratio is large or
small, but no matter how many, the body?

Or the scammer?

Where did they go?

This compartment Jin Cheng filled the soil and was ready to leave. In that compartment,
Tang Cuo waited for Baz after washing, and decided to open the door with him. Buzz
was still wondering, when he just heard a thunder when he just took a shower, it was
strange that he came out and saw that the weather was fine.

Theodore is also very strange, he actually asked himself if he could make a cut in his
hand.

"Theodore, what's wrong with you? Did you have a fever?" Buzz looked worried.
"I'm fine." Tang Cuo looked straight into his eyes. "I need to do an experiment. Can you
help me? Buzz."

"This... Okay, okay."

"Thank you."

Buzz reached out hesitantly and finally gritted his teeth, turning his head away.

Tang Cuo's sword was quick, and only a short cut was made in Buzz's arm. It’s not
deep, it won’t hurt, but it’s enough to bleed. The blood quickly ran down Buzz's arm.
Buzz found that it was not very painful and was quite happy.

Tang Cuo frowned, but the smell of blood was wrong. The **** smell approached to
nothing, but there was a smell that made Tang Cuo feel very familiar.

"Baz, did you get sick last winter?" he asked.

"Yeah." Buzz scratched his head. "How do you know Theodore? But Dr. Albert healed
me."

"Did you smell anything else in your blood?"

"Oh, this, Dr. Albert said it was because I took the medicine. He is really a good person.
If it weren't for him, I would have died and would not meet you and Lancelot."

No, Buzz, you should be dead.

Tangcuo dipped a bit of blood and felt it carefully at the fingertips, without accidentally
feeling the thick magic of time. This is the same magic as Theodore’s rose, and the
taste of blood is the same as Tangcuo’s smell from the well.

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Buzz really didn't know anything. He told Tangcuo the truth about his medical treatment.

"At that time, my savings were all used up. I didn't have any money to buy medicine. I
didn't know who to ask to borrow. It was cold in winter. I thought I couldn't get through
the spring, so I even wrote my suicide note, hehe . Unexpectedly, one day Dr. Albert
came knocking on the door. He said that he was going to see Mrs. Lawrence next door,
and he just smelled the medicine from my house, so I came to see it."

When talking about Dr. Albert, Buzz still looked respectful.

Tang Cuo was thinking, but he took the initiative to come to the door. Isn't this just
modern sales? Think about how many fraudulent gangs have fought for the old ladies in
the community while he was still alive.

"How did he see you?"

"Take medicine."

"Only taking medicine?"

"Um... it seems nothing else? Sometimes Dr. Albert will do the examination for me, but I
don't think there is anything wrong."

Tang Cuo thought a little, and continued to ask, "Did you have a clear consciousness
during the examination?"
Buzz scratched his head, tilting his head and thinking back carefully. It took a long time
to say, "I seem to have fallen asleep twice, and the vague memory is not clear. Is this
important? Theodore, Dr. Albert really It's a good person."

"Even if he might have another picture?"

"But he saved me anyway."

Baz blinked his eyes and used his simplest thinking to get the simplest answer.

At that moment, Tang Cuo understood that he might not care what the hidden identity of
Dr. Albert was, what the conspiracy was, what was important was that he saved him.

At the moment when no one came to help him in despair, he gave him a helping hand.

It's that simple.

"I know, Buzz." Tang Cuo said nothing more.

Buzz is too tired, his eyelids are fighting, and he really doesn't know anything deeper.
Tang Cuo watched him lie down and rest, and walked to the window again.

Its daybreak.

The faint morning light illuminates the horizon, but the white image is painted with pale
pale colors. The wind chimes were shaking, and the clear sound broke the tranquility of
the night.

Jin Cheng was still wandering on the street.

The Baiye District in the early morning is already a busy scene, without any transition
from calm to busy, and hasty and restless in a hurry. Jin Cheng and his father and son
walked all the way from the residential area to the wharf, where they bought a piece of
dark bread with potato soup, the bread was dry and hard, and the potato soup was
really only potatoes, and the experience was very bad.
But Jin Cheng still sat on the side of the road and ate his breakfast, and then he held a
small harp and supported his chin to watch people coming and going.

Everyone passing by could see that he was a bard. The owner of the black bakery
wiped his hands and walked out of the store and asked him "Why are you here? Is there
something wrong?"

Jin Cheng looked up, "Shouldn't I be here?"

"The bards of bards are all praises to great adults."

"What talent is great?"

The owner of the black bakery was asked by him, and he replied, "Of course it is a great
man."

Jin Cheng thought this answer was very interesting, but the boss might be angry. He
didn't know what to mumble in his mouth and returned to the store with a straight face.
He began to play the piano, sitting on the ground cross-legged, and strumming a string.

The passing old man looked at him strangely, and Jin Cheng asked him "Would you like
to order a song?"

The old man ignored him and left, he might feel that he had a neuropathy early in the
morning.

Jin Cheng didn't care too, he just wanted to play the piano to change his mood, and sort
out his way of thinking. Zuo Siyou thought, he felt that the break point was still at Buzz.

Because only Buzz appeared in front of everyone as "alive".

But the system apparently arranged for Aesop, possibly Dr. Albert, and Pastor Peter to
Tangcuo and him. He had no way to intervene in Buzz's affairs, and he could only
continue to search for Peter.
At this time he didn't know that Tang Cuo had seen Peter. After a song was over, he
patted his **** and stood up, deciding to go to Celtic.

Celtic is now running in both St. Peter's and White Leaf districts. When Jin Cheng found
him, he was in the church.

"Hey, Lancelot, good morning." Celtic had a good impression of Jin Cheng.

"I haven't slept all night, dear Celtic." Jin Cheng shrugged.

"That's too bad."

"Isn't it."

The two greeted each other, and Celtic pulled Jin Cheng aside and asked, "How about
Theodore? Is he all right?"

Jin Cheng shook his head, "He is resting. Celtic, do you have any news about Peter?
Or, have you found any missing bodies?"

Celtic "No for now."

Jin Cheng "Then I have an idea."

Celtic's eyes were bright, and he quickly asked Jin Cheng if he had any good ideas. Jin
Cheng then said, "You have found a place where the magic circle is painted, and some
of them haven't died yet, right? I want you to spread the news, saying that someone has
died and has been resurrected. For the sake of thorough investigation, Ivy League ,
Shutting people down—"

Jin Cheng glanced around, "Just closed in this church."

Celtic wasn’t stupid, just got it, "You want to hook the rose gangs? What if they hear the
news and accelerate their retreat?"

Jin Cheng "At least Peter won't, I don't think he will leave the Baiye District easily. And,
if they evacuate on this, it just shows that our skepticism is in the right direction, isn't it?"
Celtic was persuaded and proceeded immediately. But before he left the church, Jin
Cheng was stopped again and asked him to send more people to East Street to lie in
secret.

At this time on East Street, an uninvited guest was knocking on Buzz's window.

Buzz slept deeply and did not wake up.

Tangcuo stood up and turned to see the visitor outside the window, his heart was
awkward-Aesop's devil. It was the same dress I saw yesterday, with tassel earrings and
an umbrella, but the facial features were crooked, and the stitches were extremely
stitched. The eyes sewed by the buttons stared at Tang Cuo without blinking, and the
mouth with red thread was grinning, ugly and scary.

Talk to Aesop on the current main mission.

It doesn't look dangerous.

Tang Cuo calmed down, walked calmly to the window and opened it, "What's the
matter?"

The devil looked up at him, holding up the little black umbrella in his hand, and Aesop's
voice was smiling, "Are you afraid of me?"

Tang Cuo "I can't beat you."

The puppet giggled and walked over the window frame with awkward steps, leaping into
the room with two short legs in a funny motion, crawling up the foot of the bed, standing
next to Buzz, looking down he.

It looked at the left, right, tilted its neck and puckered its butt, his eyes almost touching
Baz's face.

Although Tang Cuo concluded that there was no danger now, one hand was still firmly
attached to the hilt, just in case. Suddenly, the devil turned back, "Don't move."
"What do you want to do?" Tang Cuo asked.

"How about a deal?" The devil sat on the bed.

"You still wanted to kill me yesterday." Tang Cuo said.

The Doll grinned again, and Aesop's voice was a bit of joy, "You are much more
interesting than your brother, your name is Theodore, right?"

Tang Cuo did not answer.

The devil continued to say to himself, "Trust me, you will agree. I don’t need you to kill,
nor do you need to do anything that violates the rules of the knight. I only want you to
promise me-don’t let Buzz fall to the Rose Sect. In your hand."

Tang Cuo was slightly surprised, his face was not obvious, "Why? You are not also a
sect of roses?"

"Yeah, but it doesn't matter. And this is what you do, isn't it?"

"Since I was going to do this, why do you want to do more? What do you want to tell
me? Or through me, tell Roger Reid or my brother?"

Aesop didn't answer immediately. The devil stared at Tang Cuo for a long time before
suddenly tilting his head and saying, "Maybe you can tell Roger Reed not to run after
me. If it wasn't for him, I could hold it personally. Protect Buzz. Let us infuriate, isn't this
more beneficial to you?"

After all, the devil jumped off the bed and returned to the window sill, preparing to leave.
However, after opening the window with a small black umbrella, it turned back and said,
"I'll send you that one, you can check it again, maybe some unexpected surprises."

As the voice fell, the devil opened the little black umbrella, cheered, and leaned over.

Tang Cuo quickly leaned over to see that the little black umbrella had floated away with
the magic doll. Tangcuo was not Aesop's opponent at all, and naturally he would not
chase. He frowned at the window with his hands in contemplation of the conversation
just now, and was at a time confused as to whether Aesop was sincere or had other
plans.

At this time his main mission was refreshed again-taking Baz back to the Ivy League
office.

Is this going to protect him?

Late is changing.

Tang Cuo decisively woke up Buzz, Buzz was confused and did not know what
happened. But Tang Cuo couldn't explain so much to him, only to say that Lancelot had
something wrong, so he fooled the past.

Buzz has always been very caring for his friends. He didn't even think about it. He
hurriedly changed clothes and went out with Tang Cuo.

The two went straight to St. Peter's.

In order to reduce the time spent on the road, Tang Cuo even hired a carriage that
stopped along the street and spent all his money. The carriage was specially manned.
More than two of them were in the car. After sitting for a while, Tangcuo heard several
interesting news.

"It's terrible to hear that someone died and scammed on Xiaoyan Street."

"Really? How could there be such a thing?"

"There are people from the Ivy League, you don't have to worry."

"Oh, praise Français, I hope nothing will happen."

Tang Cuo said nothing, but Buzz was worried and curious, and could not help talking to
them. This question asked Tang Cuo to be convinced that this was from Jin Cheng's
handwriting.
The Ivy League should not take the initiative to reveal the news.

This gave him some other ideas.

It was at this moment that Tang Cuo suddenly felt a strong wave of magic. Although his
magical power is very poor, he has a strong perception. On the occasion of a sudden
attack, he kicked the door of the car, pushed Baz and others off the carriage, and at the
same time pulled out the sword of adjudication, aiming at the direction of the magic
attack. Out.

The long sword broke through the magic light, Tang Cuo rolled away, Yu Guang glanced
behind him, "Baz, follow me, don't run around."

Buzz nodded again and again, but his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
Although he loves to read the stories of knights and magicians, he also listens to the
immortal poems of bards, but he himself does not know any sword skills and magic!

"Bow!" He saw the magic strike again, as if to hit his face.

A muscular figure flew past him, holding a sword in both hands, as fast as a tiger,
breaking the magic again. Buzz saw the splendor in his eyes, and wished to applaud
him.

Tang Cuo secretly stared at himself, his thoughts flew. The attack was fierce, but it was
not fatal, because the enemy's goal was clear-they wanted to take Buzz, not kill him.

The next second, Tang Cuo grabbed Buzz's wrist, "Go!"

He decided to take Buzz through the tunnel.

The tavern was not far from the place of attack. Tang Cuo guarded Baz and fought and
walked, deliberately making a lot of movement, and successfully recruited the patrolling
guards and the members of the Ivy League sent by Celtic to the East Street.

"Over there!" The wave of people came in time.

Seeing more and more people, Tang Cuo quietly retreated into the crowd, pulling Baz to
evacuate quickly.

The person in charge of the tavern recognized Theodore and was released after a little
inquiry. Tang Cuo told them to tell Jin Cheng that he took Baz to go through the tunnel.

And leave a note.

After everything was arranged properly, before entering the tunnel, Tangcuo stopped
suddenly, turned around and asked Buzz "Baz, you might be in danger later, would you
like to follow me?"

Baz froze for a moment, then smiled heartily, "Theodore, although I don't even know
what happened, I believe you."

Tang Cuo looked at him and said nothing.

About fifteen minutes later, Jin Cheng received the news that Tang Cuo took Baz to the
tunnel and saw the note. There is only one word on the note-bait.

Celtic didn't know what the bait meant, but Jin Cheng knew. Combining with the news
that Tangcuo made people deliberately send, Jin Cheng launched an overview.

Keywords buzz, authentic, and bait.

Who is the bait?

There is no doubt Buzz.

Tang Cuo took the bait as a bait to go through the tunnel, but the tunnel is now firmly
guarded by the Ivy League, and it is difficult for the Rose sect to rush in to catch people.
Once the two ends are blocked, it is likely that the turtle will be caught in the urn, so the
tunnel is by no means a good place to do it.

But Tang Cuo's simple "bait" word seems to be sure that the other party will be hooked,
which means that this tunnel is greasy.
This is what Tang Cuo really wants to convey.

Jin Cheng told Celtic of this inference, but Celtic was puzzled. "If so, why didn't he make
it clear? Theodore is not a mysterious person."

"Celtic, do you believe in all the companions standing by your side?" Jin Cheng asked,
"Pastor Peter can betray the Grand Duke, and your companions can also betray you.
The rose sect has eyes and ears everywhere."

After hearing this, Celtic frowned subconsciously. Although he didn't want to admit it, he
couldn't refute it. He could only say "I believe in my companion."

Jin Cheng shrugged, "But this does not prevent us from being more cautious."

Jin Cheng remembered the rose logo on the blackboard of the Ivy League Office in the
country of Yueyin. The Ivy League must have been infiltrated by the enemy, even if it is
not now, it will be there in the future.

He thought Tang Cuo must have thought of this, so he was so cautious.

"But we have searched the tunnel carefully and found nothing strange. We haven't
found a second tunnel anywhere else." Celtic remained suspicious. He didn't believe
Theodore. He was Don't believe Lancelot.

He was just a bard, or a weird bard with the rebel Aesop.

"Then I ask you a question, Celtic-if those missing bodies are really in the hands of the
Rose Sect, they want to do something with these bodies, where will they be hidden?"

"Of course it is a hidden place."

"Yes, hidden places, places that will never be discovered no matter what you do, think
about it again?"

Jin Cheng followed the temptation, and Celtic was led by him, and remembering the
news from Tang Cuo, he suddenly appeared, "Authentic?!"
Jin Cheng snapped his fingers, "Yes, authentic. You have also speculated that there is
more than one authentic tunnel, right? Nothing found, does not mean it does not exist."

Celtic couldn't help being convinced by him, "So what do we do now?"

Jin Cheng "We have to change our plan to cooperate with Theodore's actions."

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Tang Cuo's choice to take the tunnel was actually inspired by Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng wants to lead Peter with a fake news, while Tang Cuo is considering the
surprise in the tunnel that Aesop said. His main task is to send Baz back to the Ivy
League office, but once it is sent, the task may change. Under the system's limitations,
whether Tang Cuo can return to the tunnel becomes a problem.

The best way is to check the authentic things on the way back.

But there is another problem here. Tang Cuo has walked through the tunnel, there is no
fork in the tunnel, and there is no trace of the magic circle. It is unremarkable. Where is
the so-called surprise?

After the Ivy League took over the tunnel, it must have been carefully checked, but there
was no news.
So, Tang Cuo noticed Jin Cheng's plan on the carriage, and after seeing it, he decided
to use Buzz to solve authentic puzzles.

Tang Cuo's conjecture about authenticity coincided with Jin Cheng. From last night to
now, he has been thinking about where the missing bodies went, and where Peter was
hiding until he heard Aesop's words.

If there is a network of tunnels extending in all directions underground, then everything

will make sense. Aesop asked Tangcuo to go back to the tunnel to check it again, which
means that there is a route to other places in this tunnel.

However, the path that neither Tangcuo nor the Ivy League can find, must be hidden
deep enough. The fastest way is to let the enemy expose it.

When the carriage was attacked, Tangcuo took Baz to the tunnel, which was
reasonable. The Rose sect should not have guessed that Aesop had exposed the
secrets of the tunnels, so they are very likely to capture Baz through the tunnels.

This was unexpected.

So Tang Cuo also intends to surprise the other party.

In the dull tunnel, the magic lamp elongated the figure of the two.

Tang Cuo didn't walk fast, and struck the wall with his sword handle while walking.
Although he made a game to attract people, it is still unknown whether the other party
will come, so Tang Cuo decided to look for himself.

Buzz asked curiously, "Theodore, what are you doing?"

Tangcuo "There may be something hidden in the tunnel."

"Oh." Buzz came to this place for the first time and looked around. Tang Cuo's
deliberately slower pace also gave him time to look around, but he didn't see anything
famous for a long time, so he continued to ask, "Theodore, where is this? How have I
never heard of such a place?" ?"
Without waiting for Tang Cuo to answer, he scratched his head again and said, "Should
I not ask more?"

"It's okay." Tang Cuo didn't say much.

The deeper he is in this story, the more he feels like a real world. Buzz is different from
Madoka, unlike handsome, from those strange creatures of Devil City, he has his own
story and his emotions, which makes it difficult for Tang Cuo to treat him as an nc.

And it’s not just Buzz, everyone in this copy is like that.

Perhaps the mystery of the role-playing copy lies in the truth.

"Baz, do you remember when we first met?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Remember." Buzz opened the conversation happily. "Theodore, you have always been
a heroic and kind knight. At that time, my illness was just fine, and I had no savings. I
had to take the long-distance delivery work. You know This is much more profitable than
working in a tavern, but my body is not too good. The heavy goods are quickly crushing
my back. You came to help me."

Speaking of which, Buzz frowned, "A distinguished Mr. Knight delivered a case of wine
for me. When I mentioned this to everyone, they didn’t believe me. But it’s okay,
Theodore, this can’t change what we are. The fact of friends. We are friends, right?"

Tangcuo "Yes."

Buzz is very happy, he is happy to have a minstrel and a knight to be friends. He always
remembered to hang the new jam pie from Babe House, and said again, "Theodore, did
you go with Lancelot? That's delicious."

Tang Cuo shook his head. He and Jin Cheng were busy with their tasks and did not go
to the streets to find good food.

Baz was slightly sorry, and then said, "Then the next three of us will eat together. I will
get my reward in a few days. Although not much, a few jam pies are still affordable!" "
The tunnel is very long, and they are not fast. After half an hour, neither of them walked
far. In the middle, Tangcuo saw a rose sect sign on the wall, and asked Buzz if he knew
it, Buzz shook his head.

For ordinary people, the Rose Sect is still a very strange name.

Keep going.

Ten minutes later, Tangcuo stopped. According to the calculation, it should be

approaching the edge of the white leaf area, but the tunnel is not any different.

Is it a wrong judgment?

Or did Aesop deliberately tease him?

It was at this moment that a sudden gust of wind blew through the tunnel, blowing out
the magic lamp. Tang Cuo was instantly alert and pulled his sword to protect Buzz
behind him.

Changeable things happen in the blink of an eye.

"Ah!" Buzz behind exclaimed suddenly.

Fortunately, Tang Cuo always remembered the real purpose of the enemy. Without
saying anything, he immediately grabbed Buzz's wrist and cut his sword at the back of
him—a wall suddenly appeared on the wall behind Buzz, a man wearing a black magic
robe Grabbed his other wrist in an attempt to take the person away.

Tang Cuo cut off with a sword, but the man didn't expect Tang Cuo to react so quickly,
so he had to retreat temporarily.

A magical scene appeared. After the man retreated into the fork, the fork disappeared
automatically. There are only Tangcuo and Baz in the dull tunnel, as if everything just
happened never happened.
"Just, was that just that? Magic?" Buzz was surprised and even forgot the danger he
had just encountered.

Tang Cuo frowned, but did not answer. There was indeed a subtle magic wave when the
fork appeared and disappeared, but now it is gone, even if Tang Cuo put his hand on
the place where the fork appeared just now, he did not feel anything.

He slashed hard against the wall again with a sword, and the wall was broken, exposing
the hard stones inside.

The fork is gone, which may mean that it is active.

There is no way to determine the specific location of the channel that can be moved.
The secret of channel opening is in the opponent's hands. There is no solution unless
they break in when the channel appears.

Tang Cuo clenched his sword tightly, thinking for a few seconds, and immediately took
Buzz away.

Now that you know the authentic secret, the primary goal now is to complete the main
task and let the plot go on.

But the enemy obviously didn't want Tang Cuo to leave with this secret.

"Boom--" The fork road flashed in front again, the magic attack was released at the
same time, and the fire burst into the face.

Too late to retreat, Tangcuo immediately crossed the sword in front of him, and the Holy
Light flashed on the sword. A transparent light shield engraved with complicated magic
patterns popped out of the sword, rotating and zooming in front of the two.

This is the skill triggered by Tang Cuo's wiping his blood on the sword when confronting
Aesop. He later found it in the system panel while resting in Baz's rental house. The
name is very easy to understand and is called-Holy Light Protection shield.
The flame hit the shield, and the strong energy blew Tangcuo's clothes to hunt, but no
trace of flame could pass through the shield.

The enemy didn't anticipate this move, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes,
and then he entered the passage again and disappeared. Tang Cuo did not dare to
relax in any way. He shook his sword and took back his shield. Yu Guang kept watching
around.

Suddenly, "clang!"

Tang Cuo turned around and hit a big sword that he had just cut.

This time, the passage flashed behind the two.

Buzz was hiding behind Tang Cuo, daring not to move away or too close. Seeing the
cold light flashing over the sword, he almost mentioned his throat with a heart, and his
body was stiff.

But the other party was prepared, and it was the match between the swordsman and
the magician. One restrained Tangcuo, and the other went straight to Buzz. I don't know
if there is any in the dark, and there is a crisis.

"Theodore!" Buzz exclaimed.

Tangcuo started the swordsman's attack and turned back to defend. His movements
were quick, and Fang Cun's distance was used by him to sprint, pulling Buzz back only
in the blink of an eye.

Of course, such abnormal use of skills made his brain a little dizzy. Sprinting and
stagnation, shaking dizzy.

Tang Cuo's face became pale.

Buzz's face was also white and scared, because Tang Cuo's sword was standing on his
neck, and as long as he lowered his head, he could sweep the cold glowing blade,
which was cold and terrifying.
"West, Theodore?" Buzz's throat was dry.

The enemy was also shocked and looked at Tang Cuo in disbelief.

Tang Cuo was expressionless, his hand holding the sword was a little tighter, and the
tone was cold, "Don't move, I will kill him if you move again."

The whole tunnel suddenly had a needle drop.

Only the system sound of "ding, ding" sounded in Tang Cuo's brain. This was the
system prompting him to violate the human settings. But Tang Cuo ignored it and
remained calm.

At this moment, the other party's magician suddenly chuckled, put away his
consternation, and said, "Don't think of bluffing me, you dare not do it!"

But as soon as his words fell, Baz had a blood stain on his neck. Tang Cuo raised his
eyebrows, a hint of indifference appeared on the handsome and upright face of
Theodore, "You can try."

"You!" The other person's face was blue, "What the **** do you want? He is your
companion!"

Tang Cuo "If you let him fall into your hands, you might as well kill him. What do you
want to take him to do? Continue your evil business? I don't think he will be more happy
than death on your hands."

In this way, the tone in Tang Cuo's brain weakened.

Tang Cuo touched the key and continued, "I will not let my friend become a tool for
spreading evil. I would rather kill him and revenge him."

At the same time, Tang Tso's other hand secretly landed on Baz's back and told him it
was only a tactic.

After writing the words, the sound of “ding, ding” completely disappeared.
The enemy is completely angry, but not only for Tang Cuo’s threat to them, but for his
“evil”, “You foolish people, you can never see the true light. Your friend is already dead ,
Killed in misery on the cold winter night in the white leaves area, but he is still standing
here now, why?"

"Because he received eternal life from the immortal king."

Hearing this, Buzz opened his eyes in amazement and even forgot that a sword was still
in his neck, eager to ask what was going on. As soon as he moved, the blood ran out
more, exuding a faint breath of time.

"Is it." Tang Cuo's tone was cold, but he grabbed Baz's hand and used his own strength
to call Baz's reason back. He could feel that Buzz was terrified, his hands were shaking,
and he wanted to turn back to draw a glimmer of hope from Tangcuo, but the sword was
still on his neck.

What should I do next?

Tang Cuo set his nerves and fixed his eyes on the other side, saying, "How do I know if
you are telling the truth or not, a knight who always follows the facts."

"You can see it with your own eyes. As long as you are willing to get lost, you can also
receive the blessing of eternal life and follow the immortal king to create a great and
immortal cause."

Perhaps Tang Cuo's question confounded the magician's anger. He opened his arms
and smiled in confusion. When referring to the words "the undead king", the admiration
and fanaticism in that eye are like the fire of the prairie, as if it can burn everything.

The two sides are deadlocked and the atmosphere is frozen.

For a long time, Tang Cuo froze, "I want to see it with my own eyes."
At this time, the channel was not closed, the magician and the swordsman looked at
each other, letting out the way together, and let Tangcuo enter with Buzz. They let it be
very cautious, with joy and doubt in their hearts.

Tang Cuo is also very cautious, holding Baz not letting go, but this makes the two a little
relieved.

The two sides deliberately kept a distance.

Where Tangcuo and Buzz couldn’t see, the magician desperately gave the swordsman
a look—what about helping? What about the rest? Why are we only two!

The swordsman was also worried. The helper who was supposed to arrive as planned
did not come, and he must have been dragged down. This suddenly made him feel a
little bad.

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On the ground, wars are on the verge.

Ten minutes ago, Jin Cheng said that he wanted to cooperate with Tang Cuo's actions,
so Celtic found red paint, just like the kind of paint used in Lisa's house, which was
inferior and full of pungent. odor.
He didn't use the paint for other purposes. He made people paint, painted on the outer
wall of the church, and hand-painted a huge magic circle, so large that it almost covered
the whole outer wall.

This magic array is generally the same as those found by the League of Ivy Leagues.
Although Jin Cheng specifically urged people who are not magic to paint, the painting
does not have any specific effect. There may be something wrong, but this picture The
eye-catching eyes were painted so red, and when the first stroke was drawn, it attracted
everyone's attention.

The turmoil breeds in every hidden corner. Countless pairs of eyes stared at the church,
staring at the nearly blasphemous move of the League of Ivy Leagues, each carrying a
ghost.

Celtic has been sweating all the time. Although he has some authority in the Ivy
League, he can't hold Jin Cheng so much. Fortunately, the Ivy League is a bounty
hunter organization, not a fan of God.

This is the case with Celao. Celtic's head is also a little dizzy, and he can't even
remember how he was confused by Jin Cheng, and promised him this extraordinary
plan.

"Lancelot, I will be punished by the headquarters." He couldn't help but spit bitter water
at Jin Cheng.

"In order to eliminate evil, Celtic, don't you want to make a small sacrifice for this?" The
magic array was ready, Jin Cheng picked up the remaining paint buckets and walked
upstairs to the attic of the church. .

"They might think we are evil."

"Wow, that's really interesting."

Jin Cheng said, walking, he walked a few steps and then looked back at Celtic, lying on
the railing of the stairs, and said with a smile, "Relax, Celtic, I will write a hymn for you,
the whole continent All the minstrels will sing your psalms."

Celtic "...Thank you."

After a moment, Jin Cheng stood in front of the window of the attic and pushed open the
window overlooking the masterpiece on the wall. At this angle, the whole wall was red
and magnificent.

But Jin Cheng still felt not red enough.

So he picked up the bucket of paint and slammed the remaining paint down the wall
with a clatter.

"What are you doing!" Celtic was shocked. He rushed to the window and looked down.
He saw the red paint washing the magic circle like a waterfall, like blood of sin,
shocking.

The people who were originally watching downstairs were also shocked and shocked
one by one. The commotion in the dark suddenly exploded and turned into a spark on
the bright surface, which became a film.

Don't be so surprised.

Jin Cheng thought this way, knocking his head on his forehead, and the system was
playing a reminder again. Kind minstrels don’t seem to be doing what dangerous people
do, so Jin Cheng decided to redeem his personal design.

For example, after pouring red paint on the rose sect, give them a warm tune.

That's right, Jin Cheng was pouring red paint on them. He couldn't find the door of the
Rose Sect opened there, so he could only draw a magic circle instead, and then pour
another bucket of paint on you.
For a sect with fanatical beliefs, this behavior is probably more uncomfortable than
killing them.

"In this way, your headquarters will not think you are evil, and it is bright to fight against
evil." Jin Cheng explained to Celtic.

"I feel something is wrong." Celtic swallowed hard.

"Relax, Celtic." Jin Cheng patted Celtic's shoulder, and said with a long heart, "This
church is the church of Pastor Peter, Peter has turned to evil, and the church must have
been polluted by evil. We do this, It's to catch them faster and prevent more people from
being hurt by them."

So far, Celtic can only think so.

The next second, Jin Cheng really took out his small harp again, sitting on one of the
windowsills with one arm propped up, holding the piano with a tone. He thought about it
and finally played a "Requiem".

Those who did not attack with sound waves, pure requiem, used to surpass the dead
soul.

The voice of Requiem soon spread from the attic of the church. Whether it is the
ordinary people in the white leaves area or the members of the rose sect hiding in the
dark, they could not help looking up at the direction of the sound.

Confused, frightened, angry.

Someone lowered his head uncontrollably, someone held the hilt tightly, and there was
another man in the attic. A fluffy red hair looks like Buzz from afar.

Celtic looked at him up and down, and then asked Jin Cheng "Are you sure you can do
this?"

Jin Cheng said, "He doesn't look very much, but he only needs to shake a few times in
this window. Once the suspected seeds are planted, they will take root and germinate.
The only thing to worry about is-if you come later The enemy is too strong, how can we
survive."

This is about Celtic's strength, he patted his chest and said, "You can rest assured that I
have arranged magic circles and traps everywhere, unless someone like the rebel
Aesop or the red priest comes. , Otherwise they must be called back and forth."

After hearing this, Jin Cheng suddenly remembered something, "You said that Your
Excellency Roger Reid is following Aesop?"

"Yes, Aesop is probably more dangerous than the two red priests combined, but he is in
a haunt. This time he finally caught his tail, and Lord Roger Reid would never give up."

Because Jin Cheng had positive contact with Aesop, Celtic did not conceal the news.
He was also observing and observing Jin Cheng’s reaction when he heard the name to
judge his true position.

Jin Cheng felt more relieved when he heard the news. Aesop was dragged by Roger
Reed, and at least he would not suddenly be killed again, but what about another red
priest?

I hope he will not appear in the tunnel.

And just as Jin Cheng’s worries came to mind, the red priest he remembered was in a
wine estate outside the city. There was a blazing sun above his head. He curled up on
the ground, coughing over his throat, and the red priest's robe was covered with dirt and
blood.

One of his faces had lost his original appearance, his cheeks were swollen, and there
were several teeth in his mouth.

"Giggle!" The ugly and funny puppet was laughing, bouncing **** his aching body, and
constantly piercing him with a black umbrella in his hand.
The master of the devil is sitting under the parasol in the courtyard, holding the chin in
one hand, shaking the wine glass in the other, and the tassel earrings are blown by the
wind, revealing the golden luster in the sun.

After a while, the priest in red had already been inflated and out of gas, so he put down
his glass and stood up slowly, walked to him with an umbrella, bent over to look at him,
and said with a smile, "You know you offend me now Yet?"

"You, Aesop... don't be too rampant... Lord Bishop won't let you go, cough, cough..."
The red priest opened his eyes hard and said intermittently, "You did it, it was
rebellious!"

Aesop was laughing, "I was originally Aesop the rebel, didn't I?"

"You, you will be punished..."

"What about that? Have I warned you not to interfere with my actions, because of you,
all my plans have been disrupted. Assassination of the Grand Duke? You thought you
killed him, and supported the prince whose brain is as big as the needle tip Can Your
Highness control the **** in the palm of your hand? How terrible stupidity can make you
work under Roger Reed's eyelids and make such a joke."

The priest in red gasped, breathless, speechless.

Aesop continued, "I know your plan. You know that my experiment was successful, so I
want to get ahead and grab this credit so I can settle on my own head, right? I know that
you people have always been I regard it as heresy, and even want to get rid of me. The
bishop has told me long ago that I should not worry about you."

"But why don't you listen?" Aesop wondered, his grin more grinning, and the tip of the
umbrella touched the heart of the red priest. As long as he moved, he could pierce the
other person's heart.

Life and death are only between his thoughts.

"If you, kill, kill me... Master Bishop won't let you go!" The red priest was going crazy,
and his red eyes were fixed on Aesop, hated and afraid, "Aesop, you will sooner or later
Will be crucified!"

"I hate people threatening me the most." Aesop handed the tip of the umbrella forward,
and the red priest curled up in pain, screaming. But at this moment, Aesop turned
suddenly.

"Roger Reid." He pronounced the name.

so annoying.

It's just like a ghost.

At the same time, Tang Cuo took Baz into the depths of the passage. They turned a few
corners and slowly walked more and more, and more and more, and the temperature
around them slowly decreased.

But Tang Cuo has always remembered the way he walked. There is an automatically
generated map in his brain. If he draws this map correctly, they will still be spinning
around in Baiye District.

Ten minutes later, the four came to the church.

Tang Cuo said nothing, pretending he saw nothing, frowned and asked, "Where are you
going to take us?"

"You will know when you get there. Be patient. We have to walk for a while." The
magician walked ahead, the faster he moved, the faster his pace. Although this speed
increase is not obvious, it can't hide Tang Cuo's eyes.

This is a dead end, with a solid wall ahead. As the magician approached, there was no
accident in the wall on the right.
This is generally the same as the previous situation, the channel always appears
suddenly. But now this location reminds Tang Cuo that it is almost directly under the
church. Are they really still some distance away from their destination?

Or is it the destination, and the magician is lying?

Thinking of this, Tang Cuo quietly opened the skill panel again and glanced. Yu Guang
glanced at the nightingale ring in his hand, and he had a thought in his heart.

He stopped, turned his head to look at the swordsman who was following, and said
coldly, "You go ahead."

The swordsman frowned. "You don't have to do any more tricks. We have brought you
here. We have shown sincerity enough."

Tang Cuo ignored it and tightened the sword in his hand. Buzz was painful and his face
was getting paler.

The swordsman lowered his face, but he still remembered the instructions above, so he
had to walk to the front as Tang Cuo said. The magician exchanged a look with him, and
the yin in his eyes flashed by.

At this time, Buzz was almost scared to numbness. He stared at everything in front of
him, his neck was still bleeding, and the pain became his only way to stay awake.

By the way, he also believed in Theodore.

He told himself again and again that Theodore would not harm him, so he dared to
move forward.

It was at this moment that Tang Cuo's deliberately lowered voice rang in his ear, "I will
let go after a while and you will run back."

After hearing this, Buzz wanted to answer, and Tang Cuo's warning sound immediately
stopped him, "Don't move, don't say anything."
Buzz closed his mouth and dared not move.

Tang Cuo looked forward again, his eyes cold.

The magician has stepped into the channel, and the swordsman has also stood at the
entrance of the channel. From Tang Cuo's point of view, the situation inside the channel
cannot be seen at all.

"What's wrong with you? We're almost there?" the magician reminded him.

"How do I know if there is an ambush ahead," Tang Cuo said.

"If we are going to do it, we have already done so, not to mention—" the magician
looked at Buzz. "He is still in your hands, isn't he? You're really the most special knight
I've ever seen, dare to use a companion's Life threatens the enemy. You can rest
assured that my companion will never be like you."

Tang Cuo was silent for a moment, and then took Buzz forward.

When the magician and the swordsman saw him keep up, he continued to move
forward. Soon, Tangcuo walked to the entrance of the tunnel. And at this time, he
suddenly let go of Buzz.

Buzz remembered Tang Cuo's words, he didn't dare to look forward, and ran away. But
at the moment of turning around, he glimpsed the dense figure in that passage, and the
brilliant light of the magic arrays stacked one after another.

His heart jumped suddenly, desperately to contain the impulse, before he looked back
at Tang Cuo.

And Tang Cuo just raised his hand.

"Boom--" The nightingale ring shone brightly, and a torrent of magic rushed into the
channel, sweeping in the stunned eyes of the magician and others. In an instant, the
brilliance of the moon obscured the light of all magic circles.
Whether it is the redness of fire or the faint blue of water, they are all vanished under
the graceful moonlight. Those dense figures, even the screams and exclamations, were
too late to fall into the dust.

Moonlight tides.

Tang Cuo had no intention of surrendering to being an undercover. Jin Cheng, who had
the acting personality, was not him. He had always been a warrior who liked to cut
swords and cut people.

The cooling time of the moonlight tide is twenty-four hours. Twenty-four hours ago, Tang
Cuo escorted Dagong to the tunnel and used it for the first time. Twenty-four hours later,
the cooling time ended and he happened to be in the tunnel.

perfect.

"Theodore?" Buzz heard that there was no movement here, and cried carefully at a long
distance.

"You'll wait for a while." Tang Cuo was unsure of whether there were any enemies in the
passage, so he carried the sword to explore the path first. Facts have proved that the
enemies inside may have blocked him at the entrance of the passage, and haven't
encountered one in a few minutes of walking.

At the end of the passage is an open circular chamber. Paved with black masonry, one
magic lamp after another illuminates the hall, and its entire ground is a huge magic
array.

There is a high platform in the center of the magic circle, where a person lies quietly.

Tang Cuo approached, and according to her dress and appearance, he had reason to
suspect that this was the Lisa that Jin Cheng encountered during the side mission. She
left a letter to Pastor Peter before she died.
Looking around, there are many iron cages stacked around the wall. There is a body in
each iron cage, stiff, decayed, and somehow alive, with a pale complexion and howling
like a zombie.

Is this what the magician said, the immortal life given by the immortal king?

This undead king is not a necromancer. Tang Cuo thought.

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Soon, Buzz also entered the secret room and saw everything surprising in the secret
room. He couldn't help thinking of the magician's words that he was also dead, his face
pale and his legs trembling.

"West, Theodore, what is going on here?"

When Tang Cuo was in the country of Yueyin, he read almost all the magic books in the
school library, combined with what he saw after coming to the Principality of France, and
said, "Baz, have you heard of the Necromancer of the Locke Kingdom? ?"

Buzz shook his head subconsciously, and then thought of something, and said, "I know!
I heard other bards and foot traders say that they always deal with corpses, they can
control the dead, and they don't see the light all year round, which is terrible."
With that, he realized what he was doing and took a step back, "Is this the
necromancer's lab?"

Tang Cuo shook his head.

This is not necessarily the case, the magic of the Rose Sect has its own style, but it has
not escaped from the conventional category. And sometimes the factors of the Well of
Light are inside, this will not be pure necromantic magic.

Tang Cuo walked to the edge of an iron cage and drew his sword to cut a hole in the
corpse's arm. The corpse is relatively well-preserved, his face is pale and not heavy,
and he has not started to rot. More importantly, he can still bleed.

The blood was warm, with a familiar breath of the well of time.

He then went back to the platform and looked closely at Lisa's body. Lisa is undoubtedly
the most living person among all the corpses, with a hint of ruddy on her face.

Reaching out to touch, the body also retains residual temperature. Tang Cuo did the
same, and once again felt the breath of the well of time from her.

What does this stand for?

If Buzz is the same as them, then he is the only one who has successfully survived and
behaved like ordinary people. As an example of success, the Rose Sect wants to catch
him well.

The immortal king grants eternal life, which should be the belief of the rose sect.

Aesop, the rebel, was not the purest believer. He had rebelled in the middle, and his
faith should not be pure. It was such a rebel who successfully resurrected Buzz.

Then the group of red priests are the so-called most loyal and fanatical believers. They
have differences with Aesop and they understand it well. Tang Cuo carefully took on the
role of the opponent to try to figure out their psychology, and felt that perhaps for them,
Baz was in their hands, and the undead king's authority in the world was in their hands.
Eternal life, that is a restricted area of ​gods.

In the final analysis, the magic of the undead is just to manipulate the undead. From the
lowest bones to the carrion to the lich, it is impossible to say that it is really alive.

By contrast Buzz is so successful, he doesn't even know he is dead.

"Wow, wow!" The half-human "zombies" are still holding iron cages, groaning in their
throats, the carrion on their faces is falling down, and even mixed with saliva.

Lisa was still alive, but there was no sign of waking up. In the side mission, her
paintings were not completed, and Tang Cuo felt that she could not wake up.

From that letter, Pastor Peter had a closer contact with her, and he might have high
hopes for Lisa. But Lisa said in the letter-maybe the rose could fulfill Peter's wish, but
she didn't have to.

She doesn't want to live.

What is Peter's wish? Is it to create a kingdom without death?

Tang Cuowu pondered himself, but Buzz was already terrified, and tried his best not to
flee, “Theodore, will I be like them? I, I just got sick, I didn’t die. ,right?"

He looked at Tang Cuo pleadingly, but Tang Cuo could not deceive him. The lies will
burst sooner or later, Buzz has stood at the fork of this fate, he must go down.

In Tang Tso's silence, Buzz's psychology collapsed a little. Tang Cuo looked at him
desperate and helpless, squatting on the ground holding his head, almost crying in
silence, and finally couldn't help saying, "Baz, you are still my friend of Lancelot."

Buzz looked up sharply. "Really?"

Tang Cuogang was about to answer, and Yu Guang suddenly glimpsed another
passage on the wall of the Chamber of Secrets, just behind him. He was alert for a
moment, and turned back-he was having a face-to-face meeting with several people
rushing out of the tunnel.

"Retreat." Tang Cuo coldly urged Buzz, without a word to play the sword.

The other party was also stunned. It seemed that a stranger would be standing in the
back room. But soon they reacted, and then swept Baz squatting on the ground, what
else did not understand.

"This is the real Buzz!" one yelled, and the rest rushed up. Some people doubt that
those who stay here, but Tangcuo's sword does not give them much time to think, they
can only swear while playing-

"That **** blasphemy!"

Tang Cuo did not know who they were scolding, but wanted to know that Jin Cheng
should cooperate with him, otherwise the obstacles he encountered would not be so
small.

The two sides fought more and more fiercely.

There are many opponents in the opposite party. Tang Cuo relied on the Sword of
Judgment and the Shield of the Holy Light. He was a bit of a posture that he had to
guard against him, but he had to protect Baz, so he had a lot of constraints.

It was at this moment that there was a sudden shaking of the sky above the Chamber of
Secrets.

"What's going on?!" someone exclaimed.

Tang Cuo didn't care at all. While they were attracted by the abnormal shape above
their heads, they struck into the enemy formation with lightning, and the sword lighted
up with silver light, and immediately took one person away.

"Boom!" The vibration was intensified again, like an earthquake, making everyone
stumble. Tang Cuo backed away and glanced up, deepening his speculation again.
They must be directly under the church. What happened in the church?

Will it be Jin Cheng?

"It's going to collapse!"

"Hurry up!!!"

In the exclamation, cracks suddenly appeared on the top of the chamber, and dust and
sand fell down, fascinating everyone's eyes. Fighting was forced to stop, Tangcuo took
the opportunity to retreat with Baz into the channel.

Before leaving, he looked back at the platform again. Lisa's body was still lying there,
calm and serene, and there was light spilling on the top of the broken chamber, and it
was bright and moving, according to her face covered with powder.

The next second, Tang Cuo turned and left, and the boundless gravel fell to drown her,
and I will never see you again.

On the ground, the crossfire between the Ivy League and the Rose Sect has become
more intense.

The angry rose sect opened a large one, directly destroyed the entire wall filled with red
paint, and the church collapsed. But they did not expect Celtic to arrange so many
magic circles and traps in the church. When the church collapsed, all of these things
were triggered, so not only the buildings on the ground collapsed, but the ground was
also directly bombed. hole.

Jin Cheng ran fast. When the church collapsed, he had ran to the top of the building
opposite, holding a small harp to see everything.

Suddenly, he saw a figure standing alone on the street corner. Although the pure white
priest's robe was hidden in the darkness, it was still like a lamp in the dark night, guiding
Jin Cheng's direction.

Pastor Peter, finally appeared.

Jin Cheng thought that he could not lead him, but he did not expect him to appear at the
last moment, so he immediately chased him.

Peter also found him, and once again stared deeply at the ruins of the church, as if to
see the deep underground through there. Before Jin Cheng approached, he turned
decisively and left quickly.

But Jin Cheng came very quickly. Although the system limited his skills, he did not limit
his own speed. He also took time to look at the system panel, and the main task was
finally refreshed.

Talk to Peter on the current main mission.

"Peter, Buzz hasn't found it yet. What are you running for?" Jin Cheng looked at the
opportunity to jump off the top of the building and stopped in front of Peter. He looked
relaxed, but his fingers still clasped the strings, without any slight relaxation.

"You all seem to like to run after me." Peter stopped.

"You guys?" Jin Cheng pondered these two words and smiled. "Don't care about these,
Peter, you hide your head, what do you want to do?"

Peter "The matter is here, don't you understand?"

Jin Cheng "Of course I don't understand, but I can see that you are not a faithful
believer of the Rose Sect. Just now, so many people wished to kill me. You saw me, but
there was no anger. Maybe you can go and rebel Talking with Aesop, it will resonate.

Peter declined to comment, and his expression slowly became peaceful from the initial
alertness, and when he faced Jin Cheng's four eyes again, he became compassionate
and generous again.

"I recognize you, you are a friend of Buzz. Shouldn't he be happy that he was
resurrected? Or that your friendship and the care he gave you are not enough to break
your worldly prejudice and truly accept him ."
Jin Cheng "Are you preaching to me?"

Peter shook his head, "Don't you feel happy for him? In this white-leaf area, people who
die like Buzz are dead every day. People struggle and despair, but there is no way to
stop it, only to watch life die . There are always one or two important people in a
person’s life, don’t they?”

"So are you seeing the sufferings of all beings, or are you seeing the sufferings of a
certain person?" Jin Cheng was keenly aware of it, his eyes sharp and sharp, "Who do
you want to resurrect?"

Peter's smile became more and more pitiful. He raised his hands and put them in his
heart, as if praying like a god, and said three words-"Myself."

Jin Cheng frowned, "You?"

"What is the suffering of all beings? I can't change anything with my flesh and blood, just
like he is a great prince, but still being constrained by many parties, I can't realize the
ideal in my heart. But God can."

"You, become God?"

Jin Cheng felt a huge absurdity.

He didn't expect Peter's ambition to be so great, is he crazy?

But Peter didn't answer Jin Cheng's question anymore. He asked, "Lancelot, you are
from Yueyin, right?"

This time, Jin Cheng did not answer Peter's question. He began to re-examine this
seemingly plain priest, and at the same time a speculation was born in his heart-Peter
told him so much, perhaps because he was from the country of Yueyin.

Peter's surrender to the rose sect must be because the rose sect can achieve his
ambition. Then this so-called "resurrection from the dead" must not be as simple as the
resurrection. Which is the key to the magic circle of the Rose Sect and the well of time
in the country of the moon and the moon?

The answer may be the well of time.

When Peter saw Jin Cheng thought about something, he didn't say much, and slowly
backed away a few steps. At this time, several members of the Rose sect came from
behind to protect Peter firmly.

The two sides face off.

Peter nodded to Jin Cheng and then turned away.

Jin Cheng did not chase, because he found that his main line task had been updated
and turned into-back to the Ivy League office, looking for Buzz.

By the way, Buzz!

Jin Cheng suddenly initiated, Baz is like Peter, they are all people who died and
resurrected, if Peter's ambition is to become the **** who dominates all, what about
Baz?

What did Aesop send to him again?

Thinking about this, Jin Cheng immediately shook off the Rose sect and rushed to the
Ivy League office.

On the other side, Tangcuo finally took Buzz out of the tunnel and returned to the office
smoothly. The office was much more empty than last time, because even ordinary
members were transferred by Celtic, leaving only some left behind.

For the sake of Buzz's safety, Tang Cuo took him straight to the second floor, and was
on the second floor.

But he didn't have time to check for updates, and a dull pain hit his brain.

"Ding!"
"It was detected that the player's mission line has changed. According to the original
plot, Cavalier Theodore was seriously injured after repeated fights, and the player
immediately entered the "coma" mode."

Tang Cuo fell, he still kept his consciousness and could perceive everything around him,
but his body fell to the ground like this, his eyes were forced to close, and the whole
person could not move.

Buzz shook his shoulder in panic, and the rest of them rushed over to carry him back to
the room. Theodore has his own temporary residence in the office.

After everything was arranged properly, Tangcuo was lying on the bed, still unable to
move.

"Theodore, may the gods bless you, you must be okay." Buzz's eyes were fixed on Tang
Cuo, guarding him step by step.

Tang Cuo can only listen and can't do anything.

Time passed by one minute and one second, Tang Cuo didn't know when Theodore
could wake up, and he was anxious for no reason. He speculated that Theodore's body
had not been well after playing against Aesop, and he escorted Baz all the way back to
the office, which collapsed.

But the system didn't let Tang Cuo fall down before. He had to fall down at this time.
What does that mean?

Tang Cuo wanted to take a look at the task panel, but he couldn't see it with his eyes
closed.

I don't know how long after that, the familiar knock on the window came. Tang Cuo
frowned, the sound was too familiar to him, he only heard it in Buzz's rental house this
morning.
He wanted to tell Buzz to ignore it, but he couldn't do it, and the slightly sober
consciousness just now blurred.

"Squeak." This is the sound of the windows opening.

Buzz's footsteps moved from near to far, and from far to near, and Tang Cuo's
consciousness gradually blurred. After a while, he could feel Buzz sitting back next to
him, forcing himself to talk to him.

"Theodore, I'm so happy that you can be my friend. You are like Lancelot, you are all
rare and good people in this world, it is my luck to meet you."

"Theodore, this time is the happiest time for me. I never thought I was dead and should
not exist in this world, but I don’t regret it. You make me feel that I am the happiest in
this world. People."

"..."

"Theodore, the new jam pie from Babe's house is really delicious." At the end, the
sound of his expectation still sounded, and there seemed to be a choked voice in it, but
Tang Cuo could not hear it.

He fell into a complete coma.

Time passes quickly.

"Tangcuo? Tangcuo!" When Tangcuo was conscious again, he heard his name.
Thoughts returned to the cage at that moment, he sat up suddenly, looked around, but
did not see the figure of Buzz.

Jin Cheng was alone by the bed.

"What about Buzz?" he asked.

"He's gone." Jin Cheng said, handing him a note. The note is the same handwriting as
the suicide note. The writing is crooked and not very nice, but it shows a strong vitality
and a simple atmosphere.

To my dear friends Theodore and Lancelot

I am leaving.

Please forgive me for saying goodbye, forgiveness for my selfishness and cowardice,
because I have no way to face everything that follows. May you all be well.

Don't look for me.

- Buzz

Tang Tso squeezed the letter paper silently, and the letter paper was crumpled, and I
didn't know how many tears had wet it. He was silent for a moment and said, "It's
Aesop. Aesop took Buzz."

Jin Cheng was not surprised by this answer. He glanced at the door and said, "Roger
Reid is also back."

Roger Reid followed Aesop's whereabouts from the city to the outside, and from the
manor outside the city back to the city, but it was still a step late.

Half an hour later, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng found him on the roof of the office.

Roger Reid stood on the wind with his cane, and his eyes were the wide and neat
avenue of São Paulo. But his gaze passed through these avenues and the milky white
temple building, and looked all the way to the white leaf area, and even the entire
continent.

Hearing the footsteps of the two, he did not look back and said, "The storm is coming."
The two looked at each other, Jin Cheng had exchanged all the information with Tang
Cuo, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Your Excellency Roger Reid, can I ask,
who is the undead king?"

Roger Reid just turned around and swept their eyes with cold eyes for a long time
before saying, "This is a secret that should have been dusted, but since you have been
in contact, I will tell you. But you must remember, no matter when , Don’t forget your
original belief when you set foot on this continent."

After hearing the words, the two nodded together.

Roger Reed turned to look at the sky that seemed to be hidden in the depths of the
clouds, and I don’t know when the storm would come, saying, "The rose sect originated
from the Tocha dynasty of the dark age. At that time, the rose was the totem of the royal
family. . The last king of the Tucha dynasty was called Louis XIV, which is what the rose
sect said-the undead king, the undead rose."

Jin Cheng "What does this have to do with the Well of Time?"

"You have already imagined that the country of Yueyin is the capital of the Tucha
dynasty." Roger Reed shook his hand. "The well of time is related to the secret of
eternal life. It is a forbidden area of ​the gods. Louis XIV is arrogant and brutal
Inhumane, and attempting to spy on the forbidden area, causing the entire dynasty to
be destroyed, and Yueyin City was also permanently isolated in the yellow sand. The
rose as a royal totem has since disappeared from the mainland of Sicily."

After a pause, Roger Reed said, "But the saying has been circulating on the mainland.
Thousands of years later, time will turn, and the undead rose will bloom again-he is
coming back."

Wow.

Jin Cheng didn't expect this trend to become wider and wider, this is the second ring,
wouldn't it be more difficult for the next ring. He couldn't help but ask "How to come
back? In what way?"
This time, Roger Reed did not answer immediately. He turned around and turned his
back to the increasingly obvious storm, staring at Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng with one
eye, with a solemn expression.

For a long time, he said, "According to the news just came from the headquarters, the
magic sect of the Rose sect engraved the soul sacrifice ceremony. That is to say, your
friend Buzz, or Pastor Peter, may be the carrier of roses."

"Do you have this psychological preparation? How do you face him when you meet him
next time?"

"Boom--"

The voice fell, and the storm finally revealed its true content. The horrible black clouds
gradually spread throughout the sky, and lightning and thunderstorms were also
brewing in full swing. Under such momentum, people in the Sao Paulo and Baiye
districts all raised their heads together, worried.

Wow, the heavy rain soon came down.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng didn't stay on the roof for long, and Roger Reed didn't say
much. Regarding the series of turmoil in Baiye District, he unexpectedly did not blame
Jin Cheng, but only glanced at him meaningfully, and hurried to deal with other things.

All the mess was on Celtic again.

Celtic complained repeatedly.

However, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng are no good conscience, they will never share the
slightest for him, and their main line tasks are finally unified again.

The current main mission is to play a song "Wind Song".

The sheet music is attached to Jin Cheng along with the task. The handwritten sheet
music is the name of Lancelot. Jin Cheng looked at the slightly rushed handwriting on
the score that was constantly smeared with water stains, and he could imagine how
Lancelot was writing this song.

"Let's go, we have to pick a good place for playing." Jin Cheng said.

At this time, the storm just stopped.

The two walked side by side and came to Baiye District unconsciously. The wind and
rain have washed the place, and the dirt and mess after years have been washed into
the exposed tunnel. Everything looks messy, and it seems to have become much
cleaner.

Someone cried in front of the collapsed ruins.

Someone was peeping into the tunnel curiously.

Everyone is like a weed and lives alive in his own way.

Surprisingly, the babe house selling jam **** is still open.

A string of wind chimes also hung at the door of Beibei House. When Tang Cuo pushed
the door in, the wind chimes sounded and the lovely girl with a round face raised her
head from the busy and said "Welcome!"

The two jam pies hollowed out all the remaining money on Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng.
When she passed the pie, the girl recognized them and smiled a little bit more.

"It's you, Lancelot, and there is one called West and Theodore, right? Buzz told me
about you many times. He always said he would take you to eat the latest flavored jam
tart, but I haven’t seen you for many times. I can see you today."

After a pause, she blushed and looked towards the door. "What about Buzz? Why didn't
you see him?"

Tang Cuo suddenly said nothing, he didn't want to say anything.

Jin Cheng took the pie and said, "He has something to do, he has gone afar."
"That's it." The girl's smile froze for a moment, and then quickly gathered her hair in her
ears, and bowed her head pretending to be busy.

When she looked up again, there was no one in the shop.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng took the pie and continued to walk through the streets,
passing by the East Street, then walked around and looked at the collapsed church, and
finally came to the pier temporarily suspended due to the storm.

At this time, the dock was very different from usual, and countless workers squatted in
the corners, like the gray mushrooms that grew out of the corners in a row.

"Just here." Jin Cheng took out the small harp and sat on the short post used by the
boatman to tie the cable, and threw the last bite of pie into his mouth.

The owner of the breakfast restaurant, which specializes in dark bread and potato soup,
leaned out to see him, muttering how the strange bard had come again, but this time he
didn't bother to say anything.

He suddenly felt that it was good to have some music in such a calm moment.

The melodious music soon drifted over the pier, with the taste of free wind, and wrapped
in an unconscious sorrow, bringing a trace of coolness at the end of this spring.

On the broad lake surface, in the misty wind, the high sails could be seen vaguely, and
another boat embarked on the journey.

And the news of my death, I hope only the wind knows.

Tang Cuo recalled the sentence in Baz’s suicide note, "Song of the Wind", and the
name of this copy became extremely relevant at this time. He thought blankly, and took
a bite of the jam pie that was about to get cold—in fact, the taste was a little too sweet.

"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the player for successfully completing the second round of the quest
"The Country of the Moon". The difficulty is difficult. The completion of the branch task is
95. The rating is a. The character score is 30."

"Please check the system panel for personal rewards."

"Welcome back to Yongye City!"

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No. k27216 Tangcuo

Character points 30

Force 16

Intelligence 4

Charm 0

Rating a

Health 98
Survival is not easy, please make persistent efforts.

The first thing to go back to Yongye City, Tang Cuo first added the points. 22 points are
added to the force value, 6 points are added to the intelligence to make up a whole, and
the remaining 2 points give charm, try the effect.

The reward grid after adding points is the highlight.

Light Shield

Classification skills

Rare quality

Describe the Sword of Adjudication auxiliary skills. Use Judgment Shenghui to activate
the shield for 15 seconds.

Ivy badge

Classification equipment

High quality

Describe the badge awarded by the Ivy League to the core members, engraving the skill
"momentarily move". The great Ivy League is a very humanized organization,
tailor-made for each member with an exclusive badge, but it is clear that whether it is
Popo Island or Theodore’s brother, the current Duke, thinks "in an instant The
"life-saving" skill is more suitable for him. Instant movement allows players to instantly
move to anywhere within 100 meters of their body, without any skill restrictions, cooling
time 24 hours.

It is also a skill with a cooling time of 24 hours. The moving distance is not too big. No
wonder the quality is only advanced. However, instantaneous movement is indeed a
life-saving skill, which is good for emergency.

A farewell letter
Classify quest items

Ordinary quality

Describe Bates’ farewell letter to Theodore and Lancelot.

Tang Cuo did put the farewell letter in his pocket before releasing the copy, but he also
brought it out unexpectedly. With the two missions down, he already has several
mission items, and I don't know when they will come in handy.

After checking the reward, Tang Cuo walked to the window and glanced out.

There were more people on East Cross Street, and there were many figures on Heishi
Long Street, and there were many people standing on the side of the road talking.
There was less confusion on the face and more calm.

The safety zone has finally played its due role slowly.

However, when the population of East Cross Street is finally saturated, the people who
originally lived here will eventually leave. East Cross Street is just the beginning, a
buffer of fate.

After a few glances, Tangcuo withdrew his eyes and prepared to take a bath. This time
the copy is very short and the task is compact. He and Jin Cheng did not take a good
rest at all, let alone wash.

But Tang Cuo just took off his coat, Jin Cheng flipped through the window.

"Is there no door in my room?" Tang Cuo asked sincerely.

"Don't you think the window is closer?" Jin Cheng spread his hand and leaned back on
the window sill, saying, "And is Mr. Crow retaliating against you? Your broken window
hasn't been restored, unimpeded."

Really, you seem to be with Mr. Crow.

Tang Cuo resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He was about to take off his clothes and
grabbed the clothes. He asked, "Don't you like to turn the window very much? Now
please turn back, I'm going to take a bath."

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, "It's all men, what can't you see in a bath?"

"Then you wash."

"I didn't want to take a bath again."

What about your cleanliness? Suddenly healed again, right?

Tang Cuo really wanted to beat him.

Jin Chengbian compromised again at this time, "Okay, don't tease you anymore, you
seem to want to hit me. I have to go to the Ruby Tavern. It will take a while to come
back. You have to rest first and don't have to wait for me."

Who is waiting for you?

Tang Cuo remained expressionless and watched him leave. Unexpectedly, he turned on
the window sill and turned back and smiled and asked, "Would you like to bring you a
curtain?"

Tangcuo "Excuse me."

Jin Cheng "You're welcome."

Tang Cuo "..."

The curtain purchasing is finally gone.

Tang Cuo took a bath in ten minutes, and everyone else could wash away his
exhaustion in the bath. Instead, he washed out the exhaustion. After taking a shower,
he didn't have a hair dryer to blow his hair. He fell directly to bed and went to sleep
soon.
When I woke up again, it was already five hours later.

Jin Cheng was in his room again.

Tang Cuo sat up holding the quilt, his hair was messy, and his eyes could not be
opened, squinting. Jin Cheng looked back to see him like this and asked, "Are you
going to blast before going to bed?"

Tang Cuo suspected that he was noisy and simply buried his face in the quilt again.

Jin Cheng felt that the mess on his head was like a jelly ball.

After a while, Tangcuo was finally awake. He casually lifted the quilt out of bed, then
casually dipped in water to smooth his hair, and then glanced at the curtains that had
been installed. He thanked Jin Cheng silently in his heart, but he refused to speak.

Jin Cheng had been waiting for him to speak, but he couldn't wait, so he asked, "What's
wrong with you again?"

Tang Cuo still didn't speak.

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, but at this time he saw his slightly pale face, and
suddenly he was blessed to the soul, "You have committed low blood sugar again?"

Tang Cuo nodded, staring at Jin Cheng with black and white eyes. Then he took out his
chocolate bean box, shook it in the face of Jin Cheng, and put it on the small coffee
table-it was empty.

"Okay, I'll buy you food, will you?"

"Row."

Jin Cheng got up helplessly and went out to buy the nearest soy milk and steamed
buns. When he came back, he accidentally saw Tang Cuo paralyzed in his chair to hold
his body.
"Get up." Jin Cheng couldn't take him, and his students had to wait on their knees.
However, seeing Tang Cuo eating what he bought, the cheeks bulging, Jin Cheng still
felt a little **** sense of accomplishment.

As soon as he was happy, he helped Tang Cuo put the straws of soy milk in.

"This time the points are rewarded a lot, we can make a few more copies, we can go to
the e zone." Jin Cheng said.

"How many points are needed for the f zone to be promoted to the e zone?" Tang Cuo
asked.

"The total number of added and unadded points reached 100." Jin Cheng said,
suddenly remembering, "You don't seem to know the specific standards for upgrading in
each district yet?"

Tang Cuo shrugged. He was still a rookie in Zone F, knowing what it was for.

"Upgrading is actually a long process for ordinary players. Although Yongye City is a
chaotic place and there is no sun, but it has a pub, a department store, and even a
movie theater. Some people are used to life here. , Gradually numb, they don’t want to
leave. They are like the low-income households of Yongye City. They enter the task wall
once a month to avoid triggering mandatory tasks, and then turn in points as required. If
they are lucky, they will stay alive."

Tang Cuo remembered the first person he met in Yongye City, Zhang Xing.

Jin Cheng continued, "I tried my best to climb up and look down on these muddled
ones, and those who are settled in the status quo think that those who work hard are
ridiculous and do not understand why they work so hard. Yongye City has always
emphasized Survival, but few people understand the meaning of survival."

Tang Cuo asked, "Do you understand?"

Jin Cheng shrugged. He was not a philosopher, but he was curious. He spread his legs
on the back of the chair and asked, "You have been here for more than half a month,
and the copy has been down several times. Why didn't you ask me why?" Don’t give
you points directly, so you can add points?”

Tang Cuo asked, "If you give me something useful, why not take the initiative?"

Jin Cheng "You really have no flaws in this logic."

Jin Cheng didn't know whether to thank Tang Cuo for his trust in himself, or whether he
should be angry with this little bastard. He thought about it and explained it, "Points can
be traded, but the points that are not obtained from the copy cannot be added. They can
only be used in Yongye City. It is also possible to upgrade, but the harder the copy is,
the more difficult it is to upgrade blindly. Not a good thing."

As an instructor, Jin Cheng still hopes that Tang Cuo will fight steadily.

"What about you?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Me?" Jin Cheng blinked, very innocent. "People who were fined back to the f zone, the
previous points can be used, but they cannot be used to upgrade. If you want to
upgrade, you must earn it again. This is a punishment."

Tang Cuo was soy milk, and his black and white eyes continued to stare at him.

Jin Cheng faced his eyes, no one spoke in the small room, quietly. Being stared at by
him like this, Jin Cheng thought of the time in the barracks in a trance. When Tang Cuo
refused to be soft, he stared at you so straight, just like a tiger.

I want to shave him.

"Speak, what do you want to do?"

"Myrrh."

"What about your points?"

"It's finished."

Jin Cheng seemed to have no other choice but to give him. He made a hundred points
on the spot, and then looked at the poor dozens of points on his account. Suddenly, he
felt like he was back before liberation.

But he is not without reason for being so poor.

"I got the latest release list from the Ruby Tavern. Miao Miu was too miserable. He didn't
do anything, but he hasn't released it until now. According to the person released from
prison, the warden is playing games with them every day, nervous Exciting again."

"He must be the first to seek revenge."

"That's because you don't understand Miao Miu, he will not act rashly in a short time.
On the contrary, Tianzhi people will definitely not give up, even if Chongyan Zhang does
not want to come, the people under his hands will not be reconciled."

Tang Cuo remembers Jiang Zhi, Tian Zhi’s military division, and the man who clearly
disagreed with Jiang He, but he didn’t know what his name was. Thinking about it, Jin
Cheng mentioned them.

"Jianghe is about to break with Tianzhi. The last one you fought against was Chen Liu,
the veteran of Tianzhi, who was Chongyan Zhang's most trusted left arm and right arm,
but later came a river. Chongyan Zhang became more dependent Jianghe, Chen Liu’s
mind is getting smaller and smaller, and the conflicts are irreconcilable. Chongyan
Zhang is bound to choose one of them."

Tang Cuo thought about it and said, "He will choose Chen Liu."

"Yes." Jin Cheng smiled. "Choosing Jianghe, he will get a clever military division, but he
will lose most of his Tianzhi. Tianzhi's gang of veterans is too large, even if he knows in
his heart that Chen Liu is willing to use it, but once When Chongyan Zhang gave up
Chen Liu, he was bound to be rebounded. Chongyan Zhang looked tough, but he still
lacked the courage to take on this broken loss."
After hearing the words, Tang Cuo asked, "You inquired about this when you went to the
Ruby Tavern?"

Jin Cheng shook his head, and there was a hint of positive color on his face, "Do you
still remember the little girl that Chi Yan was looking for? Someone confirmed that she
was still in jail and was in a cell with Jiang He and Leng Miao. But it was strange She
was just a little girl in her early twenties who died of cancer, but she has not been
released yet. Although the warden is perverted, she is not so unruly."

Tang Cuo frowned, "Do you think she has a problem?"

Jin Cheng "I don't think so, I am sure. You rescued her from the lucky turntable, right?"

Tang Cuo did not deny it.

Jin Cheng continued, "In Yongye City, kindness is cheap. I hope you will be as cautious
as possible when you see her next time. Do you remember what I told you-old people
and children are the most terrible."

Tang Cuo silently. He actually can't remember the little girl's face, only her bald head,
maybe he made a mistake in her judgment at the beginning.

Looking back carefully, the little girl's sick suit seemed to be stained with a few drops of
blood.

But no matter what happens, it is something that has not happened yet. Tang Cuo will
not worry about this kind of thing. Throwing the empty soymilk into the trash bin, he
went to the window and opened the curtain.

"Uh." Heishi Long Street downstairs is the same as before.

Jin Cheng walked over to him and looked down at him side by side, "Speaking of it, I
also asked about something."

Tang Cuo turned his head, "What?"

Jin Cheng relaxed and leaned his arms against the window. "The country of the moon is
hidden. The information of this broken serial copy took me hundreds of points, and I
found that someone had done it before."

"Who?"

"Lin Yandong."

Tang Cuo searched the contents of the memory and spent a few seconds to match him
to the number, "Crazy Miao Qi's boss?"

Jin Cheng nodded, "The old man and the child are the most terrible. This old man is
referring to Lin Yandong. But he is different from the ordinary old man. I said he is old,
just because he entered the Yongye City very early, rarely in the a district. I saw
someone older than his qualifications."

"When did he die?"

"49 years ago."

From 1949 to 2019, a full sixty years have passed. Is anyone still in Yongye City? Tang
Cuo was a little surprised, and also a little curious about what this old man was like.

Jin Cheng continued, "Lin Yandong's way of triggering tasks seems to be different from
yours. His is not a serial copy, but a single task. However, the intelligence said that
there is something brought out of the copy from him. We may be able to meet him for a
while. This serial copy is too big, and it will be harder to beat in the future."

Tang Cuo had no opinion, so he listened to him.

In fact, he is still a bit stuck in the plot of the copy, because the people in the copy are
too real, as if they are not different from the players downstairs.

"Do you think Lancelot and Theodore's death will be related to Buzz?" he asked
suddenly.
"Who knows." Jin Cheng shrugged, Yu Guang glanced at Tang Cuo's head with
unyielding head hair that was raised again after being pressed down with water, and
finally couldn't help but reached out and touched it.

At the end, he also commented, "The next time you should blow dry your hair and sleep
again."

Tang Cuo blacked, "I don't have a hair dryer."

Jin Cheng "Can't I buy you?"

Tang Cuo "Then you can put your hands down."

Jin Cheng "Oh."

Jin Cheng's mood suddenly became subtle.

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Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng did not rush to find Lin Yandong. Anyway, they didn't plan to
open serial copies in a short time. You can let it go first.

The news of Jin Cheng's return to East Cross Street has not yet spread, so it is
relatively peaceful here. After a while, Wen Xiaoming was notified by the Ruby Tavern
and brought the package to the F District to send warmth.
The two sides met at the Ruby Tavern.

"Boss, you came back so coincidentally, I will be pulled by Lily to get a copy later." Wen
Xiaoming still wore a fisherman hat and flip-flops, with faded pink hair and earrings on
his back. The big parcel looks like a mobile small street vendor walking at the forefront
of fashion. Once the stall is closed, it will go to Paris Fashion Week tomorrow.

"How is Lilith?" Jin Cheng asked.

"She is okay. She puts on the mask every day at home. By the way, she also asked me
to bring you a few tablets. There are whitening and moisturizing ones. Which one do
you want? There are new clothes."

Tang Cuo was still wondering whether the third person who always appeared in the
dialogue between the two was Lily or Lilith. After hearing Wen Xiaoming's words, the
name didn't matter.

He looked at Jin Cheng-is your combination in the beauty area?

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Don't you look at this expression, do you think you can
escape the fate of applying a mask when you see her in the future? I think your hair also
needs to be hot, and tin foil is quite suitable for you. Go Go right in your face."

Wen Xiaoming "I think so."

Tang Cuo "..."

I don’t think so.

Tang Cuo doesn't like to pick up his own hair. For him, it's okay to cut it freshly. He didn't
really want to discuss the topic of beauty with Jin Cheng and Wen Xiaoming here, which
is too far beyond his knowledge.

Fortunately, Jin Cheng let him go and turned to Wen Xiaoming to inquire about the
current situation of area a.
Wen Xiaoming said a lot of things in detail, but they were all small things, and the
overall situation was peaceful. At the end, he suddenly remembered something and
said, "I remember, when I went to the game hall yesterday, people in Zone B said that
Ouhuang seemed to be entering Zone A."

The original words of the people who ate melons in area b are-"The emperor is worthy
of being the emperor, everyone in area a is jailed, and he is fined back to area f, and the
rest is infrequent like Lin Yandong What's wrong, Area A is very harmonious! At this
time, he went to Area A, and it was smooth sailing. When Jin Cheng's blacklist madman
returned, he had a firm foothold, almost 66666!"

Why Ou Yuyu is on Mr. Crow's blacklist has always been the unsolved mystery of
Yongye City. With his unlucky luck, he was clearly the son of Crow.

Wen Xiaoming told the truth, "I kind of want to be friends with him."

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, "He was also swinging outside East Cross Street that
day. He wanted to kill me. Do you want to be friends with him?"

"Then he didn't leave last, did not shoot, I think we still have the opportunity to be
friends. Boss, are you right? Our group's character is too bad, we need to neutralize."

"What are you talking about?"

Wen Xiaoming immediately closed his mouth and shook his head obediently.

He just couldn't control his mouth, he had to say what he wanted, but this is also true.
There are only a few of them in the group, even if the boss is the first in the blacklist.
The new member Tang Cuo is also gone on the blacklist, let alone Lily’s dark devil, let
alone him. The little logistic support staff really can't move.

After seeing Tang Cuo some time ago, he even whimsically wanted to build a good luck
simulator, similar to a good luck buff, but he never failed to declare it.
But he believes that one day he will succeed, this is from the confidence of the master
equipment.

Before leaving, Jin Cheng urged, "You find an opportunity to meet Lin Yandong and tell
him that I have something to find him. But I have to wait for the specifics before I can
talk."

Wen Xiaoming nodded and went back to his house.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng took the big package back to East Cross Street. The two didn't
cover up deliberately, and they walked generously and casually, so after a while,
everyone knew they were back.

After releasing the things, the two went to the department store again, because Jin
Cheng had to honor his promise to buy a hair dryer for Tang Cuo.

The department store in Yongye City is a magical place. You can not only buy all kinds
of daily necessities, fresh beef and sheep, but also see a variety of strange services.

For example, pinch your face. For points that cost different prices, the technician can
make a facelift online. Although it can make people regain their youth through adding
charm, but after all, it will not let an ugly monster become a big beauty directly, and the
face-pinching service of Yongye City can.

Tang Cuo glanced at the slogan on the billboard with a little curiosity-Yongye Cheng
Weizheng, your best choice.

Looking at the price, twelve dots on the double eyelids and 18 dots on the nose, the
most expensive is the bald nemesis "Save the Hairline", which actually requires
thirty-eight dots.

too dark.

In addition, there are dream machines that look like giant eggs.
Tang Cuo had seen a similar device in a mall before, called a vr experience machine,
and customers would just sit up wearing vr glasses. But this dream machine is
obviously not an ordinary vr image, and the front row of this dream machine is the
longest.

"What are they looking at?" Tang Cuo asked.

"I'm dreaming." Jin Cheng leaned his arms on the pillar and looked deep. "This machine
can weave you a beautiful dream that you still live in the real world. In the dream, you
may still be able to realize the wishes of your life. Go to the top of life."

Tang Cuo got it.

A dream machine is like a harbor that escapes reality, attracting people one by one to
come here. The more immersed in the dream, the harder it is to face reality, and then
continue to sink, vicious circle.

A dream requires ten points at a time. When the player slowly throws in the points, they
are not far from the edge of the collapse.

There are still a lot of people queuing on the spot, and they have even turned the
corner.

Suddenly, Tang Cuo saw a familiar face in the crowd. He raised his eyebrows slightly
and gave Jin Cheng a wink. Jin Cheng followed his eyes and saw that the No. 1 in
"Decisive Devil City" was in the middle of the team.

No. 1 triggered the mandatory mission to be sent to the copy, always trying to let others
save him, and finally stayed in the second level to surrender. As a result, the **** fell,
and the third checkpoint went back to the field of the second checkpoint, and he almost
missed it.

Seeing No. 1 in the team of dream machines, Jin Cheng was not surprised at all.
More than ten days have passed since the "Decision to the Devil City". Perhaps there
will be another ten days. No. 1 will still be forced into the copy by the system for evading
reality.

Whether he can survive this time is hard to say.

"Let's go." Jin Cheng once rescued No. 1, but he obviously didn't want to save himself,
and Jin Cheng didn't have that sacred heart to go to him. He and Tang Cuo continued to
walk upstairs slowly, and reached the second floor in a little while.

The two stood at the fork and stopped and glanced, one to the right and one to the left,
and their respective goals were very clear.

"Where are you going?" Jin Cheng turned around, helpless.

"Buy chocolate." Tang Cuo said.

"Can't you buy the hair dryer with me and buy another one?"

"Oh."

Tang Cuo turned around and walked back to Jin Cheng's side. His hands were inserted
into the trench coat pockets all the time. His expression was cold, cool and chic.
Shopping in supermarkets is actually a relatively unfamiliar thing for him. He joined the
army at the age of eighteen. After retiring from the army, he was keen on online
shopping.

If you think about it carefully, every time he visits the supermarket with others, it seems
that this other person is Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng didn't know this, but he knew a lot about Tang Cuo's past. Just seeing an
empty trolley in front, he reached out and pushed him towards Tang Cuo, "push for me."

Tang Cuo slightly tilted his head "?"

Jin Cheng took off several coasters from the shelf and put them in the cart, followed by
a glass bottle, a brush, and a bunch of cute animal-shaped hooks.

Tang Cuo quietly gave him a stroller at the back, looking at the left and right, after
seeing nothing for a long time. He didn’t even know where Jin Cheng’s strong shopping
desire came from, but he didn’t want to comment until—

Jin Cheng bought a health pot.

"I don't want this thing." Tang Cuo said decisively.

"Who said I bought it for you, this is my own." Jin Cheng was lying on the other side of
the cart, looking at him funny, and then he turned around, "I bought it and cook it for
you."

"I reject."

"Rejection is invalid."

Jin Cheng, a well-being master who never keeps himself but has to force others to keep
fit.

The two parties were on the bar in the electrical district. Jin Chengfei had to buy it, Tang
Cuofei didn't. The two long-legged tall handsome guys were there, causing frequent
passersby.

In the end, the war without smoke was ended with a compromise by Tang Cuo, because
whoever paid the money was the uncle.

Jin Cheng thought Tang Cuo's expression was particularly interesting at the moment. It
was like a clearly fierce little tiger with a world-wearing face, giving up resistance and
becoming a cat.

When you feel it, he might scratch you again.

Super fierce.
Thinking about it, Jin Cheng's mouth twitched uncontrollably. Tang Cuo glanced at him,
thinking that he was really weird and must be thinking about something that was not
very good.

He pushed the car and left.

Jin Chengyouzai followed behind, looking at Tang Cuo's back, slowly and slowly, the
subtlety in her heart expanded.

An hour later, the two returned home carrying two large bags.

Tang Cuo bought a lot of chocolate beans, which slightly diluted the depression caused
by the health pot. On the way back, I ate hot and sour powder. The sour and sour
sensation made people feel appetizing and happy.

Back in the room, Tang Cuo just entered the door, and the bell at the door suddenly
rang.

"Ding!"

"You have a courier, please check it!"

After hearing this, Tangcuo couldn't help but think of the courier's courier fee last time,
but he didn't really want to be pitted again. But this time, Jin Cheng was aware of this,
and Jin Cheng was very curious, "Who sent you something?"

Tang Cuo was expressionless, "Maybe my enemy sent me a blade."

Jin Cheng smiled.

You can't be fooled by someone who tricks you.

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When I came to the courier store again, the old man in his seventies or eighties with
turbid eyes was the only courier fee.

Tang Cuo is now holding a large sum of one hundred points. Naturally, he will not be
stingy about this small point, but he still hasn't paid when he looks at his courier
package.

"Who sent you roses? You fell in love before you came here?" Jin Cheng's laughter
sounded in his ear. Tang Cuo looked over and saw him leaning on the shelf with his
arms, smiling, but the sound was inexplicable. It's cold.

"I'm not in a relationship." Tang Cuo said.

"That's someone secretly loving you." Jin Cheng said, picking up the bouquet of roses
and looking closely, but found nothing like cards. But so to speak, who wrote a greeting
card to the dead.

Tang Cuo felt that this was not a flower that the crush had given him, because there
were other things in the package besides the flowers that were very grounded. For
example, money, fruit, and a pot of bovine bone soup.

Opening the lid, the familiar scent flew out, and Tang Cuo instantly understood its
source—Da Li's wife.

Da Li is a comrade-in-arms of Tang Cuo. He mentioned that when he met Jin Cheng

again, Da Li married the girlfriend of Qingmei Zhuma two years ago. Marriage means a
new beginning. After Li retired from military service, he went back to his hometown to
start a small business. Although his life was bland, it was not bad.

Tang Cuo also met him once as a detective. He didn't know why Tang Cuo suddenly
became a third-rate detective. Seeing Tang Cuo alone, he also invited Tang Cuo to his
city. Everyone had a look.

Tang Cuo refused, and in that brief gathering, he was most impressed by the pot of
soup on the table.

Da Li has always been a solid-eyed person. He remembered that Tang Cuo loved that
soup and brought a pot of soup to his grave. He remembered Tang Cuo said he liked
red roses, so he gave him another bunch of red roses.

But Tang Cuo actually lied to him. Only people like Da Li who can't turn their heads
would believe such a false lies.

"Speaking of it, when I first arrived in Yongye City, I also received a bunch of roses." Jin
Cheng suddenly remembered the past, with a hint of sigh in his tone, but Yu Guang paid
attention to Tang Cuo's expression.

"Oh." Tangcuo responded coldly.

Gee.

Jin Cheng was a little tempered.

This little temper lasted until the two returned to East Cross Street, and before entering
the room, Jin Cheng couldn't help but say, "Are you sure that someone really has a
crush on you? It's soup and flower delivery, I'm all touched. "

Tang Cuo stepped forward, and then turned back, "This is from Li. You don't drink soup,
I don't drink and I close the door."

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, stunned for three seconds, and then cut the line firmly,
"Drink."
The two brought another takeaway on the way back, and it was a sumptuous dinner
with soup. However, Jin Cheng couldn't help whispering when he was drinking soup,
"What's wrong with Da Li, even if I give you soup, why send roses?"

Tang Cuo "Can you stop mentioning roses?"

"Why?" Jin Cheng suddenly approached, and the handsome face enlarged infinitely in
front of Tang Cuo, making Tang Cuo subconsciously lean back on the back of the chair.
He simply put down the tableware and kept looking at Jin Cheng in this position.

This person is really a bit weird today.

"This is a misunderstanding. Da Li thought I liked roses, so I sent them." He explained

this.

"Can you still have such misunderstandings?"

"Why can't there be?"

"So you don't like roses?"

"Not bothersome."

Jin Cheng finally stopped asking, and he tilted Erlang's legs and continued to drink
soup. When the dinner was over, he picked up the bouquet of roses and said, "Since
you don't like roses very much, why don't you give them to me?"

Tangcuo "Follow you."

Jin Cheng took away the flowers in this way.

Back next door, he placed the flowers in a glass bottle bought from the supermarket and
placed it on the table. But after a while, he felt that the flower was annoying and moved
it to the floor at the end of the bed.

Another ten minutes passed.

He thought that it was Da Li's heart anyway, and moved the flower back to the table.
After doing this three times, Jin Cheng was tired, and he simply took out the prop rope
and hung the flower outside the window--

Let everyone enjoy it together. Such fresh and beautiful flowers should not be kept
private.

A good night.

Eight hours of sleep time passed, when Tang Cuo woke up and looked at the night
outside the window, he had completely lost the concept of time. He simply washed,
poured cold water on his face, lifted his forehead hair and looked up at the mirror,
remembering last night's dream again.

He dreamed about the time in the barracks.

What color is the time in the military camp? I think it should be the color of camouflage,
there are tears and sweat, there is fearless struggle and struggle. But last night's dream
was rosy, the color of youth and restless hormones.

After calming down a little bit, Tang Cuo walked to the window and looked out. Yu
Guang suddenly glanced at a glorious red and turned his head to look at it—what was
wrong with Jin Cheng, why did he hang the rose outside the window?

Just then, the window next door opened, Jin Cheng brushed his teeth and leaned out of
the head, asking "What's for breakfast?"

Tang Cuo was expressionless, "Oatmeal."

Jin Cheng "It's better to have a pot of health porridge."

Tang Cuoli ignored him, closed the curtain, opened the door without looking back, and
planned to go outside East Cross Street to eat hot and sour powder alone.
Jin Cheng listened to the motion next door and knew that the little **** was definitely
going to run, but it didn’t matter-his health pot could be scheduled, and he wasn’t afraid
that he wouldn’t drink.

On the other side, Tang Cuo, who went out for food alone, ate hot and sour powder as
expected.

The woman selling hot and sour powder is a blessed aunt. When she entered Yongye
City, she just caught up with the annual civil service exam. She thought that she had
never studied any books and had no drama at all. Fan's unique skills were admitted.

According to what she told Tangcuo, she had never played a copy, and it was simply
another son of Crow's Choice except the Emperor.

"Boy, why did you come in? Tell your aunt, don't look at the aunt making hot and sour
powder every day, but there are so many people that the aunt has seen, maybe I can
give you some suggestions." Fans, the only fun in life is to chatter with people. But the
players in Yongyue City were either forced to collapse and despair by the copy, or were
indifferent and numb, and few could really listen to her.

Tang Cuo, this guy is good. At first glance, he is a decent and kind-hearted boy. Aunt
likes this.

But in front of such a son of Crow, how could Tangcuo say that he is a negative score
player and a blacklist strength contestant? Aunt may not accept this contrast.

"I am an ordinary player." Tang Cuo said so.

"Hey, what kind of player is not a player." Aunt suddenly felt sad. "I have been in this f
area for many years. Every day I look forward to seeing my old man again. I can think of
it. It is still good to see it. Still alive, good alive, my little grandson is now in elementary
school."

Tang Cuo silently, just listened.

At the end, he asked, "Auntie, how long is your construction period?"

The aunt replied, "It's still ten years since I'm full."

Ten years, really long.

After eating hot and sour powder, Tang Cuo did not rush back, he planned to go to the
training ground to see. These training grounds are specially set up for players, because
the skills of players are varied, and some of them are powerful, and it is difficult to
deploy them in their own small rooms. Even the gunners need special shooting ranges.

Tang Cuo wants to test the compatibility of magic and the sword of ruling. If there is a
large space with good concealment, it is the best.

The training ground in area f is close to the central area, and there is only a small
reception desk at the entrance, which looks unremarkable. The front desk of the
reception desk is also a human nc. After Tang Cuo explained the specific requirements
to him, he pressed a few times on the operation panel full of light screens and looked
up—

"509, sir, at three o'clock every hour. You just go in and the system will automatically
deduct money."

Hearing this price, Tangcuo finally had an overall impression of the price of Yongye City,
and finally concluded that the stronger the stronger, the weaker the weaker.

If you want to clear the copy to get more points, you must become stronger.

But if you want to become stronger, you have to add some points, you have to buy
medicine, you have to train, and all three of them need points, and the price is
expensive. Where do the points come from? Copy.

This is a cycle.
Most of the players in Yongye City are ordinary people who will not fight even in their
lifetime. This is not a place where you can awaken abilities when you come in. You only
have to work hard to become stronger.

Tang Cuo relied on the outstanding fighting power among the crowd, and Jin Cheng, a
powerful partner, has only accumulated 50 points until now. If there is no one hundred
points that Jin Cheng has allocated to him, what training does he rely on? Why should I
buy medicine? He can never give up, and not to mention the confession every month.

The worst part is that some people may not get express delivery from people. If you
don’t have money, you have to spend points. If you don’t have enough points, go to a
place like a pub. While working part-time, I still have to get a copy, living in pain and
suffering, I can’t even die.

Perhaps for them, death in the copy is also a relief.

But systematic monitoring is everywhere. Once it is judged to be a passive survival, or

even considered to be a self-death, will there be other punishments?

At this time, the front desk again asked "Sir, members can get 10% off, can I get a
card?"

Tang Cuo was interrupted and looked at the receptionist expressionlessly. The front
desk continued to smile and the two stared at each other. After a few seconds, the front
desk continued to ask "Do you want to apply for a card? Now you can enjoy the card -"

Tangcuo "No."

He turned directly to the glass elevator in the office. The elevator went down, a total of
13 floors, and 509 was on the fifth floor underground.

When the elevator opened the door, two more people came from the office. They
greeted the front desk with familiar doors and followed Tang Cuo into the elevator.

They went to the fourth floor.

Most of the players in Yongye City do not have the habit of saying hello to strangers,
and stand on each side of the elevator on alert, no one cares. But after a few seconds,
the two seemed to recognize Tang Cuo.

One of them secretly pushed the other, and the other retreated. After a few seconds, the
two turned their heads together, "Tang, Brother Tang."

Tang Cuo "..."

Isn't the kitchen knife gang gone? Why did he still enjoy the treatment of the gang boss?

At this time, the fourth floor arrived, the two nodded to Tangcuo, and then flew away
from the elevator. Tang Cuo did not say a word, the whole process was cold, but it
perfectly fits the design of the gang boss.

He thought, this must be Jin Cheng's pot.

Soon, the fifth floor arrived.

The ground floor training ground is magnificent and magnificent. From the glass
elevator, you can see the open ring on each floor. Layer by layer, different people and
different faces are here to release the original fighting instinct.

Like a colosseum.

Tang Cuo walked out with ease, away from the public area, and came to the private
training room. The training rooms here are all closed single rooms. He successfully
found 509. When he pushed the door in, he accidentally triggered the system prompt to
tell him to start timing.

Because it was the first time, Tangcuo did not inform Jin Cheng, so he only planned to
experience for an hour.

Experience the project fireball today.

Tang Cuo has a system of small fireballs that are rewarded by the system, as well as
elementary fireballs learned from magic. Of course, as a man who is on the bar with
fireballs, he must of course start from fireballs.

This fireball technique must also be accompanied by the sword of adjudication, because
Tang Cuo does not have a staff.

What is the staff?

Tang Cuo thinks it is just a conductor.

In the final analysis, magic is generated by the spiritual power of the magician and the
magic power condensed in the body, and then guide it through a medium.

Roger Reid’s conductor is a cane and Aesop’s conductor is a black umbrella, which
proves that this conductor is not limited to the conventional wooden staff, so Tangcuo
can theoretically do it as long as he guides the magic to the ruling sword. Cast a spell.

But Tang Cuo didn't do it a few times. Was he doing the wrong posture?

Tang Cuo simply sat cross-legged, placed the ruling sword on his knee, and carefully
sensed the flow of magic.

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Time passed by one minute and one second, Tang Cuo constantly introduced magic
power to the sword of ruling, and then carefully sensed their whereabouts. Finally, he
found a trick in the 43rd minute of entering the room.

The key is the timing of the introduction of magic and the timing of the release of the
spell, the two need to cooperate.

Tang Cuo’s elemental affinity is not high, he can’t use them more casually, so he can
only keep training. Like platoon formations, let these magical elements remember where
they should be.

After another five minutes, Tangcuo finally condensed a small fireball with the sword of
ruling. Although the fireball is small and has not been around for a long time, it is
undoubtedly a good start.

At this time, the one-hour time limit was approaching. Tang Cuo practiced for a while
and then took the initiative to check out and walked to the elevator.

But as he walked through the public platform area, a group of people came in front of
him and blocked his way. He sideways evaded slightly, and Yu Guang swept to the
figure of a platform 50 meters away.

Because he was far away, Tang Cuo really didn't see it carefully, but the moment's
glance made him frown.

Why did that person look so Meng Yufei?

Tang Cuo chased decisively, but the noisy crowd separated him from the target task,
and when he looked back, where could there be a person suspected of Meng Yufei?

Someone in the crowd also recognized Tangcuo.

Tang Cuo didn't want to deal with the "Tang brother", nodded coldly, and decisively left
the training ground.
Going out of the reception door, he glanced back again, and then quickly returned to
East Cross Street, knocking on Jin Cheng's door. Jin Cheng was surprised that he
would take the initiative to find himself and asked, "Is the sun out of Yongye City?"

Tang Cuo looked at the mask on his face and the book in his hand, speechless for a
moment.

Ten minutes later, Jin Cheng washed off the mask and wiped his face slowly while
leaning against the pool and talking to Tang Cuo, "You mean, see someone suspected
of Meng Yufei?"

Tang Cuo "Yes, but not sure."

"Yongye City does have a resurrection prop. I don't know if Meng Yufei is in his hand,
but if you really see him, then he is probably not dead."

"So what are you going to do?"

Since Jin Cheng had already started on Meng Yufei, it would be a big trouble to keep
him. With Meng Yufei's character, he will never give up.

"Since he is not dead, there has been no news for a long time after his resurrection. It
must be intentionally hidden and will not be easily found by us. I am afraid that it will not
be possible to lead him out like last time. Compared with death, it is nothing to lose
face. Jin Cheng is good at guessing people's psychology, and the judgments he makes
are basically correct.

Meng Yufei should not move, and there should be no problem in a short time.

In contrast, Jin Cheng is more concerned about Tang Cuo's question, "How is the
training result?"

Tang Cuo told him roughly. After Jin Cheng heard it, he said, "You still lack a little sword
skills, do you want me to teach you?"

"You can?"
"Don't underestimate your instructor."

Jin Cheng's sword skills did not come from Yongye City, but he would have been able to
do it. He was not proficient, but at least it allowed Tang Cuo to make the sword easier
and correct some common-sense mistakes.

Tang Cuo asked, "How do you evaluate the skills you have learned before coming to
Yongye City?"

Jin Cheng answered, "You have to use it. After the system passes the judgment, it will
be included in your skill bar in the form of skill rewards."

This turned out to be the case.

Tang Cuo got it, but the swordsmanship instruction was not in a hurry. In the box, Wen
Xiaoming asked the Ruby Tavern that Lin Yandong agreed to meet and asked them to
meet at a book cafe in the central area.

The book cafe is located on an obscure and remote street in the central area. The street
is still black. There are flower beds surrounded by wooden fences on both sides, with
unknown white and red flowers. There are no pedestrians on the whole street, quiet and
elegant.

Tang Cuo has never been here before, and I don’t know that there is such a place in
Yongye City, and that the book cafe opened at the street is more out of the style of
Yongye City, like in real life. In the net red punch shop, there are vine-climbing flowers at
the door and windows, a few mechanical birds crouching in the flowers, and the heart of
the hollow carved lights with warm-colored lights, everything is exquisite.

"This is Lin Yandong's site?" he asked.

"He was opened by a former companion, and the artificial period has come to
reincarnate, but no matter how the boss changes, this is indeed Lin Yandong's site,
which has never changed." Jin Cheng said.
Lin Yandong is a man of great skill. For so many years in Yongye City, he is also the
one who is most familiar with the operation of the system. On how to act without
violating the system, he is more powerful than Jin Cheng.

It was Miao Qi who came to open the door.

He didn't carry his cannon today, but the red scarf still wrapped around his neck, bright
and eye-catching. He raised his eyebrows, his expression was as arrogant and surly as
that night, but he did not hide any hostility.

"Come in, sir is waiting for you." When he mentioned the word "sir", his tone would slow
down involuntarily.

Lin Yandong actually sat by the window. Through the glass, he smiled and nodded to
Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng. He was dressed in an off-white cotton and linen material, with
a clear face and elegant temperament.

Tang Cuo noticed that he still wore a string of beads on his hand, and that the position
where he was sitting had a good view. Not only could he see every move at the door,
but he could also see the black magic steam train and headed far away to the sky.

When Miao Qi led the two in the past, he compared a sitting finger and offered to say "I
haven't seen you for a long time."

Jin Cheng sat down generously across from him, and a little grief revealed in his words
and deeds collided with Lin Yandong's elegant ideas, just like the difference between
spirits and tea.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. If you had sent Miao Qi over that day, I almost
thought you were not interested in the twelve movements." Jin Cheng said.

Tang Cuo and Miao Qi sat down next to each other. However, Tang Cuo was sitting next
to Jin Cheng, and Miao Qi took Zhang Xiao Bench out, but had to sit on the bench, not
knowing what was wrong.
Lin Yandong smiled and did not speak.

At this time, the waiter came to order and Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng ordered a signature
coffee.

"Get to the point, has Mr. Lin heard of Sicily?"

"Hear."

The dialogue between the two was unexpectedly straightforward and did not even
discuss any conditions. Lin Yandong took a coffee and said, "I have done a task before,
it is about the mainland of Sicily. Have you encountered it?"

Jin Cheng nodded.

Lin Yandong "There is nothing hard to say about that mission. It is about the final battle
of a knight. It is a copy of the plot to fight."

knight?

Both Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo thought of Theodore for the first time, but Lin Yandong's
answer was unexpected-"That man is the Duke of the White Knight family of the Baihua
Kingdom, called Edwin."

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the accident in the other's eyes, and
they soon reflected who Edwin was. Theodore has an older brother. When he first met
Lancelot, his older brother was the Duke.

Jin Cheng then asked, "Did you say it was the last battle, is it related to the Ivy League
and the Rose Sect?"

Lin Yandong was not surprised that they could say the two names accurately, "Edwin
died in the hands of the Rose Sect, and there was a special name in that World War
called "July Rose"."

July Rose, it turned out to be the July Rose event.

Tang Cuo's heart slightly waved. If Edwin died of the July Rose, then Theodore
succeeded to become the new Duke.

Jin Cheng again asked, "Is there anyone called Rose or Peter among the Rose sect?"

Lin Yandong shook his head, "Although it is the plot direction, in fact, the plot is not
much explained, and the character introduction is also unclear. That is a fierce battle,
and it is difficult for players to have time to inquire about these."

Jin Cheng "What about Theodore and Lancelot?"

Lin Yandong "I've heard it before. Lancelot is a famous bard, right? As for Theodore,
Edwin had read the name when he died. It should be a very close person."

After a pause, he said again, "That's right, the person of the Rose Sect is called Aesop."

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng knew it. Aesop knew the brother of Theodore, and he may
have dealt with him before, or he may have had a relationship before he rebelled.

The confrontation between the two is undoubtedly a fierce battle.

It was Lin Yandong’s turn and asked, "Is there anything special about this task?"

Jin Cheng smiled, "Consecutive."

At this time, Jin Cheng was not so straightforward. Although he had a friendly
conversation with Lin Yandong about the twelve movements, it was not yet time to tell
him that the side mission rewarded the movement fragments.

But he did not expect that Lin Yandong tossed him a bombshell next, "I have a piece of
news of twelve movements."

Jin Cheng's hand picked up the coffee cup and paused, raising his eyes, "What
number?"

Lin Yandong knocked on the table with his fingers, "No. 6."
"where is it?"

"Zone e, special trigger copy."

After hearing this, Tang Cuo's face was still calm, but his heart was puzzled because he
didn't know what a special trigger copy was.

Fortunately, Lin Yandong knew that Tang Cuo was a newcomer, and Jin Cheng did not
deliberately avoid it. He directly explained, "Special trigger copy means that it can be
triggered when the specified conditions are met. . And there is a time limit for the
existence of the special trigger copy, maybe one week, maybe one month, and it will
automatically disappear after that.

Lin Yandong waited patiently for his explanation before saying, "This time the copy
appeared four days ago. The earliest found people spied on the traces of the twelve
movements and concealed the news very well. I also learned it by accident. But since I
know, everyone else will know sooner or later."

Jin Cheng narrowed his eyes, "You said, how many people will deliberately commit a
ban and punish themselves back to e-zone?"

People in different areas can't do tasks together, and tasks in area e can only be picked
up by players in area e. The twelve movements are not something that can be faked by
others, and whoever gets it may be the king in Yongye City.

Not to mention that it is the top six movement.

"I don't know, but there will be." Lin Yandong shook his head slightly and pondered
slightly, "We were right in the first judgment. Since the first movement was used, the
remaining movements will appear more and more frequently until All twelve movements
were born."

Jin Cheng "No. 10 and No. 11 are used, No. 5 is in the black hat, and now a No. 6
comes out, and a quarter has appeared. Perhaps there are other things that we have
not yet noticed."
"So it must be fast, you have to be promoted to zone e as soon as possible to prevent
others from getting the number six."

"So what about you? Is Mr. Lin sitting behind the scenes again?"

Jin Cheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were sharp and sharp, like a
sheathed sword with a sharp edge.

Lin Yandong was not afraid of such a sharp edge, but also forced back slightly, he
looked down at the beads on his wrist, for a long while, he said, "I can give you an
explanation-I can not leave area a, this is Yongye City to me limits."

Jin Cheng narrowed his eyes, not knowing whether to believe or not.

Lin Yandong seemed to relax, and looked at Miao Qi with a smile, and said, "Let Miao
Qi go alone, I'm not at ease. Jin Cheng, you are someone I can trust, so I tell you the
news, how to choose, It's your business."

"Sir." Miao Qi expressed dissatisfaction at the right time. What made him feel uneasy
about how to let him go by himself? How could he be relieved. Lin Yandong patted his
head and made him quiet again.

Tang Cuo looked at this scene and inexplicably felt that Miao Qite was like a domestic
puppy. No curse.

"I think Mr. Lin didn't seem to have any special meaning to tell me at first." Otherwise,
he won't wait until Jin Cheng takes the initiative to invite him.

"I have never made any plans. Planning means there are traces, and when I think I
should tell you, it is when the plan is the best."

At the end, he smiled again and said, “It’s your job to fight for the movement. But to
express my sincerity, I can lend you something from the copy of “July Rose”.”

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, "borrow?"

"That's a book. Presumably, you know, I only lived in Lin Yandong's hobby for so many
years. I also ask the two of you to return the book after customs clearance."

"What if I don't pay it back?"

When Jin Cheng meets this kind of demand, he always has to challenge him to death.

Lin Yandong looked at him gently and didn't speak, but there was also a gangster who
said, "If you really don't have it, you will disappear from here silently."

Jin Cheng shrugged, "What book is that?"

Lin Yandong ""Sicilian Fairy Tales"."

Jin Cheng is speechless.

It turns out that you are such Lin Yandong, who still read fairy tales at an age. Anything
else, this kind of book should be donated to send warmth, do you think the thing will
come back to Jin Jin in my hand one day?

At the same time, Meng Yufei appeared in the department store in Area f.

His face is not as dazzling as that of Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, and the players in Zone
F do not have a deep memory of him, so few people have looked at him along the way.
His face was slightly gloomy, and he was still thinking about what he had just met with
Tang Cuo on the training ground.

Those are the two lunatics who must not let themselves go.

The lunatic scolds the lunatic and always grits his teeth. Meng Yufei now does not have
the feather of the second Mr. Crow. He does not want to be bitten by a madman at all,
so he finally turns his attention to the last life-saving means.

Five minutes later, he crossed his heart and sat at the desk.

"Pinch your face, I want the most expensive."

"Okay, sir."

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Lin Yandong invited Jin Cheng to cooperate, let Jin Cheng take the risk of snatching the
movement, but he also gave up the ownership of the movement, and even gave Jin
Cheng all the information he knew.

On the surface, he seems to get nothing, decent and gentle, like a philanthropist.

Jin Cheng asked Tang Cuo "What kind of person do you think he is?"

Tang Cuo thought for a while, and said, "Strategy is in order to win a thousand miles."

Using two idioms together, this is definitely the highlight moment of Tang Cuo, who
considers himself illiterate.

Although Jin Cheng was surprised that Tang Cuo and Lin Yandong first rated him so
high, but thinking that his vision has always been venomous, he nodded and said,
"Yongye City is like a chessboard to him, a brilliant chess player, always Only at the last
minute did the opponent know what his purpose was. Lin Yandong was a low-key,
unassuming, and rarely took the initiative to come to the stage. I observed him for three
years and can only say-can cooperate, but need to be cautious."

Tang Cuo lacked contact and did not comment much.

At this time, the two were walking on the way back to East Cross Street. Jin Cheng then
took Tang Cuo to the Ruby Tavern to reward Meng Yufei.

Tang Cuo suddenly had a question, "If you buy someone else's news, and others are
buying your news, what will the Ruby Tavern do?"

"Then it depends on who has a hard relationship."

"?"

"The owner of Ruby Tavern is a businessman who pays attention to money and goods.
Once he takes your order, he will do a good job, but who he chooses to do business
with depends on his likes and dislikes."

"..."

Then you can do so many business, it may be the same smell. Tang Cuo thought
blankly.

Jin Cheng couldn't help rubbing his hair. "Will you use brain waves to communicate with
me?"

Tang Cuo turned his face black with chaos, "Don't you understand?"

"..."

"."

Jin Cheng lost again, he raised his eyebrows, speechless. But after a while, he tasted
something from this conversation, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Tang Cuo has already gone one step first, Jin Cheng quickly caught up, and talked
about the special trigger copy matter casually.

"According to Lin Yandong, this copy is very difficult, and even if the team is destroyed,
even the customs clearance may not trigger the reward of the twelve movements. We
hurry up and maybe we can really catch up."
It is said that there are twelve movements in the copy, it is the player who actually found
its trace in it. Since the twelve movements have appeared, they must be able to be
brought out by the player, but now no one has achieved it.

From district f to district e, Tangcuo is still 50 points away, and Jin Cheng is not much
different. However, Jin Cheng still didn't plan to upgrade the task immediately. The
so-called sharpener didn't cut the woodworker by mistake. He had to let Tangcuo
practice again before he could get through customs with the fastest speed.

As for that special triggered copy, the people in Area e are probably helpless to it. And
people in the high-end area need time to go to the e area.

This may seem like a race against time, but there is actually a buffer.

"Let's go to the training ground." Jin Cheng's words were fixed, his hands itchy, and his
heart itchy, and Tang Cuo's eyes were a bit evil. At this moment, Tang Cuo finally
remembered the fear once controlled by the devil instructor.

Thinking this way, the unwillingness in his body came up again.

It is really a very pleasant thing to discuss with Jin Cheng.

Half an hour later, private training room.

After Jin Cheng demonstrated the basic sword skills to Tang Cuo, he dismantled his
bow and used it as a sword. The time is too short to allow Tang Cuo to practice one trick
at a time. Only actual combat can release his talents as quickly as possible.

Confronting Jin Cheng, or using a sword skill that he was not good at, Tang Cuo was
undoubtedly the one who was beaten.

"Come again." The devil instructor tickled his fingers, his mouth smiled, and he was
ruthless. Although he is short-sighted, he is willing to take care of Tang Cuo in other
aspects, but only this will not release water-

If you want to ask for advice from him, you have to be ready to be beaten.
In Tang Cuo's eyes, only the fighting intentions remained.

Shaking his long sword in his hand, he stared sharply at Jin Cheng, and the next
second, his figure jumped out like electricity, holding the sword with both hands, and
immediately cut to the top of Jin Cheng's head.

Jin Cheng didn't shy away, but once again lightly split his bow with a double knife to
hold his sword, and Yu Li commented, "The speed is quite fast, but the strength is not
enough. In such a case, you have to have a 'Smart word.'"

The two sides separated again.

When the word "Qiao" hit the ground, Tang Cuo picked up Jin Cheng's double swords
with one sword and kicked over with another side, successfully pushing Jin Cheng back.
When the enemy retreated, I entered. Tangcuo's play was tough, even if he used a
sword, he still opened wide.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

In the clash between the sword and the sword, Tang Cuo was repelled by Jin Cheng
again, and he was unable to stand firm until his right leg reached the corner. He gasped,
wiped off the sweat dripping from his chin, his black and white eyes stared straight at
Jin Cheng, as deep as the night.

Jin Cheng was looked at by him like this, recalling the past again. Those countless
trainings, countless climbs and come back again, the youth's stubbornness is the
rhythm of youth, watching it makes people feel happy.

Even now this joy has changed a bit.

"Do you want to come?" Jin Cheng smiled, not hesitating to use his own strength to
provoke him.
"Come on." Tang Cuo took a breath and smiled rarely, still the kind of teeth.

Jin Cheng was swayed by that white tooth, and his heartbeat missed a half beat, but
Tang Cuo attacked at this time, almost caught off guard.

This is really interesting.

"Have you learned to play with me?" Jin Cheng once again drove Tang Cuo back, and
his activities were finally planned to move.

"Then what did you just look at?" Tang Cuo wasn't Jin Cheng's so much nonsense.
When he hits, he hits, and if he doesn't say, he also hits. There was only metal clashes
and sweat in the training room. the sound of.

This kind of training lasted for a full four hours, until Tang Cuo completely relieved.

Although Jin Cheng was sweating too much, the strength of the blacklist madman didn't
allow him to fall here. He could even stand with his arms folded to admire the
appalledness of the apprentice on the ground.

Tang Cuo kicked him up without a kick, but exhausted his last effort. Then he turned
over badly and continued to lie down to recover his strength, ignoring him.

"Okay." Jin Cheng bent over and stretched out with one hand on his knees, "Go back to
take a bath and rest, we will set off for the task tomorrow."

Hearing the words, Tang Cuo endured his exhaustion and finally stood up, holding his
hand.

Overnight.

The next day.

The two appeared again in the game lobby, and as soon as they appeared, various
whispers quickly spread from the game lobby to the entire central area, and even the
city.
Accompanying this, there must be news of the birth of the sixth movement.

It has been 14 hours since Lin Yandong told Jin Cheng. Now, how many people got the
news in these 14 hours, Jin Cheng does not know.

Those people may be hiding in the dark to spy, or may have screamed into the task,
and those who know the inside will also guess that Jin Cheng will also kick in.

It is not necessary to cover up, but to be generous, to deter opponents, and perhaps to
retreat a few.

Tang Cuo also knew this well, so the two of them were gangsters, and they were going
to be as smart as they were. When entering the mission wall, Jin Cheng even turned
back and waved at everyone, looking at the mouth, as if to say-

"Goodbye."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for starting the mission "Drumming Flower". This game
has a total of twelve players. The goal is to stop the drums or support the game
forty-nine rounds. Mr. Crow said that you must have the same strength and luck."

"Wish you a happy life!"

The voice fell and the vision was restored again.

For the first time, Tang Cuo did not rush to look at the surrounding environment, but
carefully searched his memory, because-this copy was on the copy material that Jin
Cheng had bought from the Ruby Pub, and the account was very clear.

"Drumming Flowers" is a very simple and crude copy with a high mortality rate. The
gameplay is very similar to the traditional drumming and passing flowers. Players sit in a
circle and one of them holds a red hydrangea.
In addition, nc blindfolded standing in the circle to beat the drum, the drum sound
stopped, who spent it on the hand, who would go on stage to perform or answer
questions. Those who fail to perform or answer wrongly will die.

There are two ways to clear customs. In addition to forty-nine rounds, the other key is to
find the paper hidden in the red hydrangea. The number of paper strips is four, each
with a single word or word written on it, and one will be refreshed after one is taken out,
and not every drumming round will appear.

When all the notes are collected by the player, the player needs to spell these words or
words into a complete sentence and read it out loud to the drummer. The drumming
stops and the game ends.

Before the start of each round of drumming, the drummer will ask aloud, "Do you have
anything to say to me?" This is the prompt given by the system.

However, it should be noted that there are twelve players in total, but dozens of people
may participate in the game. The system does not prompt you which is the player and
which is the nc. Once the red hydrangea with the paper strip is obtained by nc, as the
nc who is simply playing the game, he will not go to see if there is a paper strip in the
red hydrangea.

Then this note was missed.

A complete sentence is missing one word or one word, maybe it can be guessed in the
end, but it may also lead to the annihilation of the whole army. Therefore, even if
receiving the red hydrangea will put the player at risk of death, they still have to pick it
up, and they are trying their best to let the red hydrangea fall on their hands.

Looking around, the game site is an abandoned empty factory building covered with
cobwebs. All game participants are in place, and Tang Cuo himself is sitting in an
armchair. During the game, they cannot leave the chair.

In the middle of the circle, there is a big red drum.

Tang Cuo counted, a total of 56 people, 12 to 56, nearly a fifth of the ratio. These
fifty-six people, including himself, wore uniform blue tooling uniforms, with the words
"Bao Le Machine Tool" written on the back of the uniform, and a large lo.

lo is exactly the same as the spray pattern on the factory wall. Obviously this is the
so-called Baole Machine Tool Plant. Tang Cuo looked down at everyone's feet again,
without seeing the shadow.

Abandoned factory, dead employees, weird games——

Tang Cuo thinks this may be a new group building launched by Hell.

Jin Cheng sat diagonally across from Tang Cuo. The two exchanged glances, knowing
that the other person already knew. And this simple and rough copy should also have a
simple and rough gameplay, so Jin Cheng cleared his throat and directly came to share
information.

Players in Area F will probably not be as generous as Jin Cheng, you can buy a copy of
the information from the Ruby Tavern. There will not be much personal connections,
and you can know the content of this copy from elsewhere.

Suddenly someone stood up and told them the customs clearance information. They
instinctively doubted and guarded, but they faced Jin Cheng.

At this time, in area f, does anyone still recognize Jin Cheng's face? The answer is no.

The well-known blacklist demon, the big guy from Area A, is it necessary to deceive
them? Moreover, the strength of players who can be allocated with Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo will not be at the bottom. Of course, they can see that Jin Cheng, who has created
a safe zone, has no malicious intentions for ordinary players.

"I'm in a hurry to clear customs, so I don't want anyone to drag my legs here." Jin Cheng
tilted Erlang's legs, leaning his arms on the back of the chair, smiling with brows and
straightforward words, "Now, please all players raise their hands."
All the people at the scene looked at each other, and there was a lot of discussion. The
nc would not understand the long line of speech that Jin Cheng had just said, and the
doubt was a normal reaction.

After a while, eleven hands were raised one after another, and one was not bad.

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang Cuo, "What are you doing, afraid I
don't know you?"

Tangcuo "followed the stream."

Jin Cheng "Why don't I know that you have become so gregarious?"

Tang Cuo "Because you died early."

Tang Cuo never thought he was not in a group, he just didn't love to gather together.
When he was still alive, he was a young man who could chat with the uncles and aunts
in the community.

The rest of the players look at me, and I look at you, they are all wondering-is the
relationship between the two big brothers good or bad? Isn't this arguing?

This thigh is not very comfortable.

"Squeak--" It was at this moment that the old iron door of the plant was opened.

A bald man wearing a blue uniform but wearing red armbands walked in through the
door with a drumstick and the game officially started.

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"Do you have anything to say to me?"

The bald man spoke, and no one answered. All players remained indifferent, and for the
first time realized the feeling of holding a copy of the Raiders, as if all the staff opened
the perspective of God.

And the bald man said this, which is even more proof-Jin Cheng did not lie to them.

At this time, the red hydrangea is in the hands of a certain player. The big man glanced
at him, blindfolded and raised the drumstick, "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The hydrangea spread. Each nc is the best player, and he is absorbed in the game.
Once he gets the hydrangea, he can’t wait to pass it down, excited and nervous.

In the drums, the passing speed is only fast or slow, and many nc squealed with
excitement. The cry echoed in the empty factory building, with the drumming, creating a
tense atmosphere.

Soon, the red hydrangea reached Jin Cheng.

The note had to be refreshed after the drumming stopped, but Jin Cheng still checked it
carefully, seeing is believing. According to the rules of the game, the hydrangea must
not stay more than five seconds in each hand, and must be passed to the next person,
and there must be no gaps, so although he wants to pass it directly to Tang Cuo, he still
has to give up.

Tang Cuo has been staring at the drumming man, observing every movement of him,
and carefully listening to every drum. Because the strategy says that the drums are
regular.

During the drumming process, the drummer will have continuous double hammers on
the left and right drums. This action will appear four times in total, no matter how fast or
slow he strikes, what is the melody, as long as this action appears for the fourth time,
the drum sound stops.

This is the hint to the player.

The red hydrangea must not stay on each player's hand for five seconds, and these five
seconds are the key.

Tang Cuo waited until the third time when he hit the drum, and said loudly, "All players,
in my opinion, are sorted from left to right. I'm number one, red clothes number two,
understand?"

Although the players did not know what the intention was, but Jin Chengwei was
shocked, and they all held their thighs in mind, so they all nodded in coordination.

Tang Cuo continued "Now, listen to my password."

At this time, the red hydrangea just passed to Tang Cuo's hand. He held the hydrangea
deliberately and stayed for three or four seconds, and didn't pass it to the next one until
the time of five seconds.

The number two was separated from him by five people.

The drums kept on, Tang Cuo listened with his ears carefully, his eyes followed the red
hydrangea, and watched it reach No.2. "No.2, stay for five seconds and then pass."

No. 2 quickly nodded, holding the red hydrangea silently for five seconds, just trying to
pass, and found that the hydrangea has reached the next hand-the system is really
tough, and no more than one second for you.

"Number three, continue."

"Number four, continue."

In Tang Cuo's instructions, the players began to get nervous for no reason, and many
people secretly targeted Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng just looked at it in a hurry, and it was at
this moment that the drum sound suddenly accelerated.

"No.5, hurry!" Tang Cuo immediately changed the order.

On the 5th, there was an agitator. When he hit the hydrangea, he threw it aside, as if
throwing a hot potato.

Tang Cuo's eyes were sharp and he watched the hydrangea pass quickly, and there
were five people between No. 5 and No. 6. The speed of each nc passing flower is
about two seconds on average, and the sixth and seventh are connected together. He
originally wanted to control the transmission speed of the hydrangea to let the sixth or
seventh get it. The two of them add up to ten Seconds are enough.

But the drum sound suddenly accelerated, then he also had to be fast, and at this
moment, the continuous drum beat followed closely.

At this time, the red hydrangea had reached the position of two people away from No. 6,
Tang Cuo looked up at Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng understood that the silver light flashed in
his hand, and the mechanical bow was already full of strings.

"Beh--" When the drum sound would stop, Jin Cheng's arrow hit the nc around No. 6,
and the huge explosive force directly shot him to the ground. The red hydrangea, which
was supposed to reach him, fell into disregard.

"Pick up." Tang Cuo cut the nail.

After number six, he consciously recovered, then almost bounced off the chair like an
electric shock, and flicked to the side to pick up the hydrangea. When he picked up the
hydrangea, he held it tightly in his arms, and looked at Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo in
wonder-how could he be the first to get the ball?

At this moment, the bald man removed the blindfolded red cloth and turned back, "Are
you choosing talent to perform or answer questions?"
Jin Cheng put away the bow and arrow, "answer the question."

Number 6 was so nervous that it became a repeater "answering questions."

The bald man glanced at Jin Cheng, but did not say that he violated the rules, cleared
his throat, and he began to read the title--

"The towering ancient temple is in the clouds, and I don't know how many monks there
are in the temple.

Three hundred and sixty-four bowls, see if they are exhausted.

Three people eat a bowl, four people eat a bowl of soup.

Excuse me, how many monks are there in the temple? "

No. 6 is completely lost, what is this? Isn't your ghost company engaged in team
building? Is this **** a Chinese question or a math question?

The remaining players looked at each other.

Jin Cheng once again said "six hundred and twenty-four."

Repeater No. 6 "Uh, six hundred and twenty-four."

The bald man "answered correctly."

The nc applauded and applauded.

The players were also shocked. The big guy deserved to be the big guy. When they
generally could only add, subtract, multiply, and divide within a hundred, they got the
answer so quickly.

Jin Cheng reported with an unpredictable smile.

Tang Cuo was too lazy to tell everyone that it was only because he had the answer-he
cheated.
But unfortunately, there are no paper strips in this hydrangea, they can only continue to
the next round of the game.

At the same time, Yongye City G District Prison.

On the thirteenth day of Leng Miao's imprisonment, the opposite Chen Liu was still
noisy like a fly. The people in the prison were released one after another, but Chen Liu
was only under Chong Yanzhang's Ma Zi, but he hadn't been released yet, showing that
there were indeed a lot of people he killed.

Today, Jiang He is about to be released from prison.

Chen Liu began to be a demon again. There is Leng Miao, he does not dare to shout,
but he will sneer and sneer, "I say you so-called smart people, so-called military
masters, you will borrow a knife to kill people. Jianghe, because there are definitely
many people you die, not everyone. Are you awesome? But it's ridiculous that you went
out earlier than me."

No one answered him.

Leng Miao shielded all sounds with magic, and sat with his eyes closed, leaning against
the wall, ignoring anyone.

Jianghe was quietly waiting for the cell door to open. This matter of going to jail
depends on teleportation when you come, but you have to go out on your own legs
when you go out. Therefore, if there is an enemy, it is especially easy to be ambushed
outside the g area and then sent in.

When the time came, with a click, the door finally opened automatically.

Jiang He stood up, patted the dust on his body, and strode out of the cell. The Chen Liu
next door heard the noise, and the unwilling grumble suddenly turned into an oral threat.
"Jianghe, if you leave here today, if you dare to talk nonsense in front of the boss, I
won’t be able to spare you when I go out! You remember it, even if I can’t take you,
other people won’t let you climb up. !"

As the words fell, Jiang He happened to pass by his cell, and across the iron fence, he
turned to look at Chen Liu.

It was a cold look.

For some reason, Chen Liu's coldness reached the scalp from the tail vertebrae. His
heart trembled uncontrollably, and then he was ashamed of his own reaction, and
glared back boldly, "What is your eyes? Jiang He, what are you thinking? I warn you,
you--"

Jiang He interrupted him directly, "I'm thinking, I'm in a devil. I want to stay in Tianzhi
and be a companion with you like a fool. Chong Yanzhang's kindness to me, I should
have paid off this year. "

Chen Liu was confused.

Jiang He's implication is nothing more than to break up. He left voluntarily, but Chen Liu
did not feel the slightest pleasure. It was strange, he froze for a few seconds before
reacting, "What are you saying?!"

Jianghe "said you are stupid."

Chen Liumao was about to explode, "Jianghe! Don't you want to threaten me with your
retirement, do you think that the boss will beg you to go back and hold you? Don't
forget, when you were chased and killed, it was the boss' rescue After you, the whole
Tianzhi became your refuge, you can have today!"

"But you also forgot, did Tianzhi at that time have the status as it is today? If it were not
for me, you would only be second-raters." The river at this moment revealed the rare
arrogance and pride.
He attacked Chen Liu with words and despised Chen Liu with his eyes, but when Chen
Liu was so angry that his face turned red, he cut off his words again, "Oh, I know you
can't understand, because idiot can't understand people."

"You!!!" Chen Liu covered her heart and almost had a myocardial infarction.

"Go back and tell Chong Yanzhang, leaving you a life is my last debt to pay him back."
Jiang He ignored him and turned away.

Chen Liu threw himself in front of the railing, grabbed the railing and shouted Jianghe's
name, accused and scolded, but could not turn him back. Shouting and shouting, Chen
Liu rationally returned to the basket, and suddenly felt a trace of fear.

Leng Miao on the opposite side opened his eyes at this time.

His faint eyes looked at the back of the river, and with a little thought, he understood the
river's plan. In fact, he was quite curious about Tianzhi's final direction, so he just
removed the magic and heard the words of the two.

Jianghe broke with Tianzhi, which was not unexpected. But Leng Miao was surprised
that Jiang He was still thinking about Chong Yanzhang at the last minute. He took the
initiative to quit and stimulated Chen Liu with words, deliberately put out his face, so that
Chong Yanzhang could face his departure without guilt.

Chong Yanzhang doesn't need to be in a dilemma anymore. He can even push the
blame on the head of Chen Liu to take advantage of this opportunity to suppress the
elders in the team.

This abacus is really good.

However, Leng Miao still does not like the development of Tianzhi. Chongyan Zhang
does not have the courage to break the wrist of a strong man, and it is difficult to make
a big deal. Moreover, Chen Liu and Jiang He were imprisoned together for 13 days. He
knew that the two were different and did not show up.
This is probably the decisive factor that motivates Jiang He to abandon Tianzhi.

Without Jianghe's Tianzhi, there is no more to watch. However, Leng Miao suddenly
remembered a news revealed by the players who were locked in the previous two days,
about the emergence of twelve movements in the copy of e-zone.

If Chongyan Zhang can still have the courage to break through the boat at this time, go
to the e-zone to fight, and that day may have the opportunity to turn over.

Can he?

Leng Miao fell into contemplation.

On the other side, the river walked out of the cell unhindered. Yongye City is a circular
city, so each of its districts is fan-shaped, and district g is no exception. The fan-shaped
sides and the arc-shaped part are towering cells, like a huge wall to isolate area g from
other areas, while the central part is an empty lawn.

This large lawn is the main stage where wardens and prisoners usually play games.
Sometimes he will arrange the game in the cell, but that is sometimes.

At this time, the lawn was covered with green grass, and there was no figure.

Jianghe walked slowly, and after five minutes, he found himself wrong-there was not a
single figure, but someone fell into the grass.

She was so skinny that she was almost skinny all over her body. Her thin clothes were
all covered with blood stains and attached to her body, so that the grass was not high at
all, and it almost covered her people.

Jianghe recognized her, she was the little girl in the cell opposite.

A day ago, she was taken out by the warden to play the game and never returned.
Jianghe thought she was dead and didn't expect to meet her here again.

He couldn't help but squatted down and sniffed her.

His breath was so subtle that Jianghe couldn't judge her like this, whether she was alive
or dead.

Just when he was hesitant to leave or do a good deed, the little girl suddenly lifted her
hands so thin that they protruded to the bones, grasping his ankle tightly.

Jianghe instantly guarded, dagger out of the sheath.

When the little girl tried to raise her head, the tip of the knife was facing her eyes, and
the cold light reflected in her empty eyes, forcing her to be a little sober.

"Take me out." Her throat was hoarse, like she had been rubbed off with rough
sandstone, and lost the tone that a girl of this age should have. Her eyes are also
terrible, with a lot of resentment and anger, and the funny bald head is a bit ridiculous.

When she said a word, she had to slow down, as if she had exhausted all her strength.
But her hand was still firmly holding Jiang He's ankle, like holding the last straw.

"Take me out." She repeated.

"What are you doing out there?" Jiang He asked.

"What to do?" The little girl suddenly smiled, and the smile touched the wound,
stubbornly speaking while coughing up blood, "I was born weak, so I am not qualified to
live, right? Everyone can step on a foot, even me Dead, no one wants to let me go!
Why?!"

Falling with hysterical interrogation, there were tears suddenly overflowing in his eyes.

She took a last look at the river and suddenly let go of him, and began to crawl towards
the door by herself.

Jianghe looked at her and looked back at the way she came. The blood stains hidden in
the grass may be evidence that she wanted to go all the way.

But since she can appear here and go out, it means that her sentence has come.
Jiang He looked down at the tears on the shoe again.

He never cried, even if he failed to leave Tianzhi and became a mourning dog again, he
would not cry, but the little girl's tears touched him inexplicably.

So he stooped, picked up the little girl who had not climbed far, and strode outward.

The little girl struggled, it seemed she didn't want to accept his charity and mercy
anymore, but she did not have any strength and soon stopped moving in his arms.

Walking, Jianghe suddenly felt someone behind him watching him. He turned back
suddenly and looked over the top of the cell, a tower on the west corner, but the tower
was empty.

There is only one person who can stand there in the entire g district-Warden Xiao Tong.

Will it be him?

Jiang He frowned, wondering, but the little girl might die if she didn't cure. He had to
take her out of the way immediately. The moment he walked out of the prison, Jiang He
suddenly remembered that he didn't know her name, and asked "What's your name?"

For a long time, the little girl answered "Zheng Yingying."

This is actually the first time they have lived next to each other in their cell.

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Just when Jiang He left Zheng Yingying with Zone G, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo in the
copy had already played two rounds of games and successfully obtained the first note.

There was a word written on the note-door.

Dahan looked back again, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

There was only one word, and of course it couldn't make up the whole sentence, so the
game continued.

The drums sounded, and the ten players continued to pass the hydrangea according to
Tang Cuo's instructions, while Jin Cheng was in charge of saving the field. The speed at
which the nc pass flowers is basically the same, and a round of the game ends quickly.

This time, there was no paper in the red hydrangea, and the player who got the flower
continued to choose to answer the question according to Jin Cheng's instructions. Jin
Cheng's knowledge reserve is extremely rich. Unless it is a nonsensical question like
"Decisive Devil City", he can basically answer it.

In the copy of area f, the questions asked will not exceed a certain degree of difficulty,
and he can cheat by strategy.

The next round of the game started quickly, and after four rounds, Tang Cuo clearly felt
that the pace of drumming became more and more irregular. It will suddenly speed up
or slow down, and the timing of the knocking on the drum is getting less and less
coincidental. There was even one time, the next two beats on the side drum appeared
continuously, so Tang Cuo could not control the falling point of the red hydrangea at all.

Fortunately, Jin Cheng responded fast enough to clear three nc in a row at a rapid
drumbeat. After a limit operation, he could send the hydrangea to the player.

At this point they had a second note-forgot.

forget? What did you forget? Forgot to close the door?

The words on the two notes seem to be related, but they are still not enough to take
risks.

At this point in the past seven rounds of the game, two notes are still missing.

Although the placement of hydrangea has become increasingly difficult to control, Tang
Cuo still did not give up, because this is a double insurance. Throughout the audience,
nc players have been cleared by Jin Cheng six. These people disappeared after falling
out of the chair. Although the people around were indifferent to this, Tang Cuo worried
that too much cleaning would trigger punishment, slow down the speed, and outweigh
the gains. .

In the thirteenth round, get the third chapter note-off.

The number six, who performed well in the first round, immediately rejoiced, "Forgot to
close the door! How smooth! The catchy words!"

It feels great to be taken by the boss!

The number 7 next door was like a question. "But there are four pieces of paper, and
what is there? What would be a tone like "oh", or a name, such as "you"? Or "again"
Kind words? Forgot to close the door, and forgot to close the door, you forgot to close
the door? How do you close the door?

No. 6 felt his head swell in an instant, just encountered a math problem, how did he get
into the language again? Is it honest to let the big brother take the flight?

He glanced at No. 7 with a grudge, "I'm autistic, don't talk to me."

Number 7 may be a representative of the Chinese language class, continue to say "and
this may be a reverse sentence, such as not forgetting to close the door, but forgetting
to close the door?"

The remaining players are collectively indifferent.

Jin Cheng looked to Tangcuo.

Tang Cuo was expressionless, "Don't look at me, I'm an illiterate."

The remaining players "???"

Dad, what are you talking about? You say it again? Why is it so straightforward to say
that I am illiterate?

At this time, the bald man turned back and asked again, "Do you have anything to say
to me?"

There will be punishment for wrong answer, so this round is still ass.

In the next six rounds, the fourth note did not appear, and the total number of players on
the court has been reduced from fifty-six to forty-one.

Fifteen chairs were laid empty, especially eye-catching.

Jin Cheng suddenly had a bad hunch. With his character and Tang Cuo's character, in
case the note broke out in the forty-ninth round, how are they different from the players
who have stolen the forty-nine round?

Still trying to guess what's going on here?

"I have a question. What is the door?" Tang Cuo suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

At this time, the game continued with force majeure. The big man beat the drumstick
hard, and the nc still played the game wholeheartedly, only the players kept on making
mistakes.

Tang Cuo felt that the key to the phrase "forgot to close the door" was not who closed
the door, but what door it was. Most of the copies of Yongye City have logic to follow.
According to the strategy, although the words appearing in this copy are different each
time, there is a standard-this is very important, so the big man will stop the game in a
hurry .
For example, a sentence once recorded in the strategy guide is that something
happened to the boiler room.

So, what kind of door is not closed, which makes people panic? Even if there is a
subject missing in the sentence "forgot to close the door", it is the person who has not
closed the door, then this person must point to a specific door.

For example, the key to guarding the warehouse is the warehouse.

Jin Cheng quickly understood what he meant, but instead of asking questions about the
door directly, he pointed to the drummer and confronted all nc and asked "Who is he?"

The nc people looked at him strangely and replied, "This is the gold of the boiler room."

He asked again, "What door does the boiler room have?"

The nc looked at each other. What kind of door could there be? Players felt a little bit of
thinking, maybe there was something wrong with the door of this boiler room, so the
bald mankind stopped the game and rushed past.

Speaking again on the 7th, "the boiler room has valves."

It was at this moment that the third drum beat sounded. Tang Cuoxin paid attention to
the position of the red hydrangea, and continued to order, "No. 5, slow."

"Six, slow."

"Seven, slow."

Tang Cuo said, looking back at Jin Cheng again, and asked "Can I try?"

Jin Cheng moved his wrist, Yu Guang swept the red hydrangea closer and closer to
him, saying "Yes."

"Boom! Boom!" The fourth knock on the side drum appeared again. Tang Cuo made
everyone accelerate, and the red hydrangea just fell into Jin Cheng's hands. Jin Cheng
scrambled, there was no note.
The bald man turned around and asked, "Are you choosing a talent show or answering
a question?"

Jin Cheng "Answer questions."

The bald-headed man began to sing poems again, "A chase the sheep and chase the
grass, and B drags a sheep to follow. The play asks A and one hundred? Jia Yun said
nothing wrong, and he got such a group. Small group, you have to come together, who
can guess the mystery? How many sheep are there in A."

As the voice fell, players all felt big, and No. 6 even covered his head in pain, and
began to doubt his life-because he didn't even understand the topic this time!

He understood the last math poem anyway!

Everyone turned their eyes to Jin Cheng, and Tang Cuo was watching him, because this
question did not appear on the strategy.

Jin Cheng did not rush to answer, looked at Tang Cuo with a smile, and asked, "Do you
think I can answer it?"

Tang Cuo "Aren't you taking the college entrance examination?"

Jin Cheng "You didn't participate?"

Tang Cuo "lost the list, thank you."

Tang Cuo only graduated from junior high school, but Jin Cheng did not deliberately
poke his scar. He really did not remember it, nor did he specifically pay attention to the
academic problems of others.

Jin Cheng touched his nose, "It doesn't matter. You look at them, it looks like you have
taken the college entrance examination, and you still can't answer."

The remaining players "???"

Personal attack, reported.

Tang Cuo could actually answer, but this time he stood against other players and firmly
attacked the power of Xueba.

Jin Cheng felt the cold of the lonely and widowed, spreading his hands, innocent and
helpless. But he finally got a little bit right, looking at the big man and replied, "There are
thirty-six sheep."

The big man "answered correctly."

Players decided to give up thinking, let this question turn, whoever loves to solve, go
anyway, they will not do math anyway. No, no, they are dead now.

That’s why I don’t do math.

At this time, Dahan asked again, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

In a word, let all players throw away the math problem just now and get nervous
collectively. Jin Cheng said that you can try it, then maybe it will depend on this round.

Jin Cheng lived up to expectations, simple and straightforward.

"I want to tell you that you forgot to close the door."

This is the most pleasant sentence of all speculations.

It was a pity that the answer was wrong, and the big guy ran away in an instant. He
lifted the drumstick and hit Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng had already prepared, but instead of
using the winning arrow, he split the bow into two knives and entered close combat with
Dahan.

As the knife flashed, the words on the note were used in different combinations by him,
and they constantly smashed into the big Han's ears.

Tang Cuo leaned forward slightly, looking focused.

The rest of the players gradually saw the fame, Jin Cheng was deliberately delaying the
time, and tested all the combinations before the penalty ended. Simple, rough, and fast.
However, this method may only be applicable to Jin Cheng, because the big man's
combat power is too strong, and the hard-handed damage is too difficult for players in
the f zone, and if you accidentally burp.

And the player holding the red hydrangea, because of the possibility of performing
talent, so this is also the only chance he can leave the seat.

"Crack!" Half of the drumsticks were ground by Jin Cheng, and the old man who had
already returned was violent, turning around and pulling out another intact drumstick.

The drumstick zoomed in against the wind, and Jin Cheng dodged a backflip to the
extreme. When falling, his toes just hit the drumstick. The double knives merged into a
bow at that moment, he took an arrow, aimed, and smiled and told the other party—

"The valve forgot to close."

"Ding!"

"The game is over, congratulations to the player for successfully completing the mission
"Drumming Flower"!"

"Now start to settle rewards."

The system broadcast sounded as expected, but Jin Cheng's arrow did not stop. When
the word "reward" landed, he was in the middle of the big man. The powerful impact
force drove him to the red leather drum, making a "dong" loud noise.

After doing all this, he put away his bow and arrow and tilted his head towards
Tangcuo's lips.

Tang Cuo was expressionless, and inexplicably felt like a male peacock with only an
open screen. Sao is a bit sarcastic, but maybe Tang Cuo is a bit dull and boring person,
so he prefers such a publicity.

Other players did not notice the undercurrent surge between the two, and they were
immersed in the joy of lying and winning, and could not extricate themselves.
"Drumming Flowers" is difficult. Twelve players participate, survive twelve people, a
rating, and get 25 character points."

"For the rest of the individual rewards, please check the system panel yourself."

"Welcome back to Yongye City!"

After returning to the room on East Cross Street, Tang Cuo glanced at the reward
roughly, and found no special equipment and skills. After quickly adding points, he went
out to continue to the game lobby for tasks.

Unexpectedly, just after the door opened, a big red hydrangea was thrown into his arms.

Jin Cheng leaned at the door and said, "The system rewards me and gives you away."

Tang Cuo "..."

He was wondering what kind of straight man Jin Cheng was, and he could send out
such wonderful things as Dahonghua. If you look closely, this hydrangea is still a
high-end equipment.

big Red flower

Classification equipment

High quality

Describe the big red flower used by Baole Machine Tool Plant to reward the employees
of the year. Wearing it, you can get a special buff that doubles the points for customs
clearance. (Consumables, remaining 23 times)

Tang Cuo refused inwardly, but this buff moved him, and he immediately asked Jin
Cheng "Do you double your reward?"

Jin Cheng smiled, "Yes, 25 times is 50 points. I am two points away to upgrade. So you
must use the big red flower buff for the next copy, otherwise we will have to separate."
I chose to separate, thank you.

At the same time, the news of the twelve movements in the copy of area e became
more and more intense. I don’t know who leaked the wind, or deliberately did it. This
time, even ordinary players have heard about it.

With the end of the copy of "Drumming Flower", the ten players returned to the f zone,
and the news that Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo were lying in the copy was gone.

Under the double stimulation, more and more people gathered in the game hall in the
central area, and gradually reached the peak of this year.

Ch 61~ continue

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 61: Red

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Tangcuo chose to separate, which of course is unrealistic. He finally accepted the big
red flower, went to the game hall with Jin Cheng again, and entered the copy together.

As for those who gathered in the game hall, they ignored it. The system chooses who is
the teammate, which is about the confidence and calmness from the big brother.

In Area A, Miao Qizheng was crouching on the window sill at home, holding a double
barrel telescope to peep into the distant Tianzhi Base Camp. He captured the figure
walking through the other party's window several times. At the end, he turned back to
Lin Yandong who was reading a book and said, "Sir, Chongyan Zhang is still here."

Lin Yandong did not look up, his eyes still on the pages of the book, the tone was
indifferent, "Chongyan Zhang neither saves the rivers, nor refuses to punish himself to
fight in Area e, Tianzhi-stop here."

Miao Qi tilted his head and thought for a moment, and asked, "Since you appreciate
Jianghe, why only send someone to monitor, instead of simply pulling people in? If he is
a sir, he must be willing."

Lin Yandong raised his eyes now, "You also know what it means to draw?"

Miao Qi pouted, "Sir, I'm not really stupid."

Lin Yandong smiled and shook his head, "Since I chose to work with Jin Cheng, I don't
need an extra river. Remember the new guy around Jin Cheng? He is not weaker than
Jiang River."

Miao Qi didn't really see it, because apart from the initial chopper gang, Tang Cuo didn't
seem to show any specific talents. Most of his reputation today is brought to him by the
blacklist and Jin Cheng.

For a long time, Lin Yandong said, "Leng Miao can be considered."

On the other side, area e.

Cheng Ke has already been released from prison and has been promoted from zone f
to zone e, but with his degree of caution, he will naturally not grab the twelve
movements. Especially after he and An Ning have inquired about Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo in detail, he became even more firm about this idea.

Immortals fight, these mortals do not go to join in this hilarious.

"That Chi Yan, take him well and restrain the others. If you gather any information about
the movement, quietly reveal it to Chi Yan. It would never be wrong to sell them a favor."
Cheng Ke made up his mind to have a good relationship with Jin Cheng, so he valued
Anning a bit. The little girl An Ning, bold and bold, seems to be a good seedling indeed.

Anning nodded, and at this time, someone knocked on the door and came in. This man
was the strong man who knew that Cheng Ke was killed and rushed to seek revenge on
East Cross Street. His face was dignified, and he said, "Another team is gone."

Cheng Ke couldn't help but how many people have died since the news of the twelve
movements spread? This special trigger copy has a customs clearance time of
approximately 24 hours, but has not returned after more than 30 hours, that is probably
unable to return.

"Do not stare at other people." Cheng Ke once again urged An Ning. "The twelve
movements are not something we can touch. Don't touch your life."

At the same time, exclamations rang out from the game hall in the central area.

"Gosh, look at the Red List!"

"Rong Yi has stepped down!"

"Did the trough even take this shot? He didn't intervene in the things on East Cross
Street before, and the water in area e is too deep now..."

"This is a relegation, this is a two-step jump!"

Unlike Jin Cheng who was punished from area a to area f, this time the twelve
movements appeared in the copy of area e. If the player in area a wants to enter into
the copy of area e, he must be fined back to area e. .

How to be fined to area e is a problem, so for insurance, the mentioned Rong Yi made a
two-step jump. Jump from a to c first, then from c to e, two levels down.

There are new players who don’t know the Red List and Rong Yi, and the melon-eating
crowd gathered here will give people science-
There are three lists in the game hall of Yongye City, namely black list, white list and red
list.

The black list is naturally "Mr. Crow's Black List", and the top of the list is g79081 Jin
Cheng who can't move.

The white list is the equipment evaluation list, and is often referred to as the "artifact list"
by players. Jin Cheng's bow is also impressively listed, but it is not very high.

The red list is the comprehensive strength list of players, the list is as follows

First place a, a28377

Second place a, d22422

Third place a, c01724

Fourth place a, e57456

Fifth place a, g79081

...

Among the players in the a zone of this water, the first number starting with the word a
is Lin Yandong, so even if he rarely shows up, it is still an unshakable mountain.

The second d22422 is Rong Yi.

The fourth is cold, the fifth is Jin Cheng.

"Why is that Jin Cheng ranked fifth? Isn't he great?" The new player puzzled. After he
entered Yongye City, what he heard were all Jin Cheng's deeds, and the blacklist
madness was thunderous.

"That's what you don't understand." The old players are unpredictable. "The
comprehensive strength ranking does not represent everything. This is based on the
player's points and equipment and all weights are obtained together. The top few on the
ranking list , Really fight, it is not necessarily the deer who will die."

The new player nodded incomprehensiblely, and heard a voice from the crowd, "Well,
Jin Cheng has been in the past three years. He is also a newcomer to the old perverts
in Area A. You wait and see, then After two years, this list does not know how to
change."

In a few moments, some people popularized Jin Cheng when they first entered the
Yongye City, and they landed in the a zone. They continued to attack as an absolute
newcomer and rushed into the top ten in the red list within six months.

Jin Cheng, a man with traffic.

Tang Cuo still has no such person on the Red List. He is shrouded in Jin Cheng’s aura.
Although he is occasionally mentioned, it is also omitted because there is not much
information.

The man who was always with Jin Cheng, or Jin Cheng's apprentice.

And his current position on the blacklist is 88th, a pretty auspicious number.

It didn’t take long for someone to think about something else, "The last prison group
seemed to have no one moving, but the tombs like Rong Yi moved."

"Yeah, the third person on the Red List doesn't know if he will also kick in."

"Isn't Leng Miao and Jiang He still closed?"

"I heard that someone seemed to come out. They wouldn't be scared by Jin Cheng.
Don't dare to take action..."

Loud discussion sounds flooded every corner of the game lobby. Such things as the
twelve movements can't be touched by ordinary players, but this deepens their inner
worry.
It is completely unknown to whom the movement will fall, and what kind of ending will
result. The sixth movement has great authority. What will it bring to Yongye City?

The sword of fate has quietly come to the top of all ordinary players.

"I'd rather Jin Cheng get it." Someone whispered in the corner, timid eyes swept the
players who entered the mission wall, full of vigilance.

There are not a few who have the same prayers as him, and the news of the
annihilation of groups one after another brings more or less some happiness.

"If you want to get twelve movements, you also have to see if you have this life."

"If they were taken by these people, wouldn't Yongye City be chaotic? They would have
died in it."

"Greedy is not enough for a snake to swallow."

"Just die, just die, I don’t believe what those people will do after they get the
movement!"

"I'm so fed up!"

"..."

Some people worry that some people unscrupulously released maliciousness, but more
people remained silent. Countless pairs of eyes are closely watching the current
movement of the mission wall and the e zone, and they are afraid that someone will get
the movement first.

In just one night, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo still didn't show up in the copy, and the forces
in e-zone had undergone a major shuffle.

"Brother, the group that has always been against us is gone. None of the six people
came out of the copy."

"We quit."
"brother?"

"This is not something we can intervene in, let's go back. Although life in Yongye City is
terrible, I don't want to die."

In the face of death, more and more people began to retreat. But there are those who
choose to be desperate, like red-eyed gamblers, put their lives on the table.

"It's nothing but death. Anyway, I've died once, and how about dying again? Is it a good
way to stay in Yongye City to do the task? All the **** is shit!"

What are Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng doing at this moment? They beat zombies in the
doomsday town.

Zombie attacked the city, a classic element, Tang Cuoyuan thought about when he
would encounter it, and he ran into it. Such a copy is simpler and more rude than
"Drumming Flower". The game evaluates the final score based on the number of
zombies killed. No matter whether the player wants to go to the end or the killing ring,
as long as they survive for twelve hours, they can pass the customs.

At this time, there is the last hour before customs clearance.

In order to get more points and prepare for the next special trigger copy, Jin Cheng and
Tang Cuo chose the strongest and most dangerous stand-up style of play.

The two first picked up equipment in the town and ransacked a weapon shop, then they
looked for an excellent location for the station, that is, the town's TV tower.

This is a western town. The TV tower has elevators and stairs leading to the uppermost
tourist area. Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng squatted here, attracting zombies through the
smell of blood and the huge loudspeaker in the TV tower.

This game is still twelve players. Apart from Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, the remaining ten
people are scattered around the town. While playing, they found that there were fewer
and fewer zombies around them, and they rushed to the TV tower to find out that they
had encountered the gangster with flying.

But this zombie copy is actually not difficult, and the combat strength is not strong, Gou
Yigou can also live. Everyone was thinking of earning more points, but now they can
only look up at the big brother and wailing.

Some people even played cards in the corner.

On the TV tower.

Jin Cheng glanced down at the situation downstairs and turned back to ask Tang Cuo,
"Are you tired?"

Tang Cuo turned his head with a machine gun, a few drops of blood on his cold face,
"What are you talking about?"

Jin Cheng just wanted to speak, and Tang Cuo heard the sound from the stairs again,
and turned back decisively, "Kaka Kaka Kaka!"

Suddenly, the smoke was permeating, and the shells jingled to the ground. Energetic
scraped the corner of Tang Cuo's trench coat, and his face did not change color.

Jin Cheng chose to shut up.

The elevator has been destroyed for a long time, and under continuous fire
suppression, the staircase has been riddled with holes. Jin Cheng gave most of the
heads to Tang Cuo. Tang Cuo was not hypocritical, and he accepted all the orders.

An hour later, the copy is finally approaching customs clearance.

The remaining ten players were very curious about the battle situation of the TV tower.
They dared not step forward to disturb the big brother and get a piece of the soup from
the big brother.
It's just very puzzling that when the sound of "ding" sounded, Tang Cuo suddenly
showed a big red flower in his hand without expression.

Yeah?

Must I have a big red flower reward for killing zombies this year? Not to mention, this
flower is really red and colorful, with a unique sense of time, as if he could launch
another 28-bar next second, and the front of the car had to hang a big horn.

It never happened that Jin Cheng's partner was such a favorite and disrespectful.

On the TV tower, Jin Cheng also smirked.

The deceptive Zhou Zheng handsome face like Tang Cuo is really wonderful with a big
red flower. If it was not Tang Tso who was holding a machine gun at him, Jin Cheng felt
that he would definitely take a picture as a souvenir.

After returning to Yongye City, the two accepted the results.

Jin Cheng naturally saved enough points to upgrade, and Tang Cuo also unexpectedly
harvested a Gatling machine gun in addition to getting more points from the big red
flower. The heavy firepower slightly diluted the sadness that he was forced to hold a big
red flower to celebrate.

After adding points, his character attributes are

No. k27216 Tangcuo

Character points 18

Force 72

Intelligence 34

Charm 8

Rating a
Health 35

Survival is not easy, please make persistent efforts.

At the remaining 18 o'clock, Tangcuo kept buying medicines. The so-called medicines
were not crushed.

The next level, a special trigger copy.

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 62: Before

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After a short six-hour break, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo stepped into the e-zone.

Upgrading is a very simple matter. As long as the player saves enough points, the
upgrade is automatically completed the moment you enter the advanced zone. From
this moment on, the two houses on East Cross Street no longer belong to Jin Cheng
and Tang Cuo. If they want to continue to live in Yongye City, they need to re-rent the
house.

Yes, rent a house.

Yongye City only allocates housing for new players entering the city for the first time. In
addition, everyone needs to find a house and pay the rent with points. The same is true
of Jin Cheng's villa in Area A.
However, the two were not in a hurry to rent a house. After the Da Ladi swept through
the city in Area e, they again met Wen Xiaoming's Ruby Tavern in Area e.

Wen Xiaoming brought the items needed to trigger the special copy, as well as the latest
information from Lin Yandong, "I heard this copy is very complicated, it can't be solved
by force alone, and the triggered item turned out to be a lighter . An ordinary lighter
worth 50,000 yuan sold in the official store of Yongye City."

Jin Cheng said, "It's not surprising that most of the trigger items are all accessible to all
players. How many have you brought?"

Wen Xiaoming prepared two for each of them, well prepared.

The name of this copy is "Before Dawn", which is similar to "The Wind and Snow Return
to the People" that Tang Cuo encountered for the first time. "The Wind and Snow Return
to the People" belongs to the series of tasks "Blizzard Mountain Villa", while "Before
Dawn" is Belongs to "escape room".

Wen Xiaoming said, his face could not help but dignified, "According to intelligence, the
copy is from the Republic of China background, requiring players to escape from a
place called the mansion before dawn, but the time and space inside seem to be
chaotic, is the space overlapping or time shuttle I’m not sure. Moreover, there are only
three people who have successfully escaped from it so far. One may be hidden in the
copy, and no one can be found at all; one is entirely by luck, accidentally hitting, and
even how to play the copy. I haven’t figured out. Both of them are in the e zone, and the
other one who just cleared the customs is the demotion of the a zone, the puppet
master Yao Qing’s associate, but since he is a competitor in the a zone, he can’t be
expected to reveal anything. The news came out."

All in all, there are two words-catching blind.

Jin Cheng nodded, and he didn't expect much clues, "What about the twelve
movements?"
Wen Xiaoming said, "There is a piano room inside, and some people will play "Songs of
Gods, Lambs, and Crows" there. If you want to get the movement, you must enter this
piano room."

"That's right." Wen Xiaoming took out a note from his pocket and handed it to them.
"This is what Lin Yandong asked me to give to you, saying it might be used in the copy."

Three numbers are written on the note-062.

Is it a password or a room number?

Jin Cheng asked, "Which of the three people was the information from?"

Wen Xiaoming replied, "The one who hid, the news of the twelve movements was
leaked from him at the beginning. The one who escaped luckily later also confirmed that
he had heard the music."

With that said, Wen Xiaoming summarized all the intelligence collected so far and
handed it to them. Although he believes in the boss's memory, his memory is not as
good as bad writing. Moreover, the people brought out by Jin Cheng are always lacking
in caution and thoughtfulness.

Tang Cuo took a quick glance, remembered the general content in his mind, and then
handed it to Jin Cheng again.

Wen Xiaoming finally urged "Because there may be time and space overlap, players will
be scattered after entering the game, and the one who escaped by chance is the order.
And Rong Yi has also arrived in the e zone, you must be careful."

Tang Cuo was curious, "Rong Yi?"

Jin Cheng's friendship is puzzled, "No. d22422, the player's comprehensive strength
ranking is second, and a man is two."

Tang Cuo listened to his tone and asked, "Are you okay with him?"
Jin Cheng "It seems not very good."

Tang Cuo "Who do you have a good relationship with?"

I don't think you have a good relationship with anyone.

Jin Cheng blinked and stared at him, "I have a good relationship with you."

Tangcuo was silent and speechless.

Wen Xiaoming on the opposite side looked at this, and then at that, with a curiosity and
innocence. What happened between these two during the days when he was away?

He must have missed something.

After the information exchange was completed, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo did not delay
the time, and went straight to the game hall after buying the medicine. Here, they met
Chi Yan who was squatting in front of the mission wall.

Chi Yan brought them copies of the information collected by An Ning. Although it
basically overlaps with Wen Xiaoming, it is useless, but fortunately it is a part of it.

"Brother, you must be careful. I heard that few of them went out alive, so terrible." Chi
Yan was very worried, but he was afraid to let him make a copy.

At the end, he took out an amulet from his body and handed it to Tang Cuo, "Brother, I
asked for it from the temple. Take it with you, maybe you can have a good luck halo!"

Tangcuo "Temple?"

Chi Yan "Yes, the temple in the copy, I went into the copy this time as a monk!"

Oh, you look pretty happy.

At this time, everyone else in the game hall noticed the arrival of Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo, and countless eyes stared at this small corner, watching their every move.
Jin Cheng embraced his arms, chuckled, and then said to Chi Yan, "Go back and find
Anning immediately after going out. Don't come out late and don't ask anything."

Chi Yan was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, and looked around with
his feet, and he threw out his tongue ghostly. He just squatted here for a long time, and
no one took care of him.

"Then I'll go back first, brother, Cheng." Chi Yan left, and after taking a few copies with
Anning, he looked much better and flew around the crowd like a fish.

Halfway through, Tang Cuo saw him turn back and waved at them vigorously, looking at
the mouth like saying "Come on!"

After Chi Yan's figure completely disappeared into the line of sight, Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo looked at each other, and turned around calmly and stepped into the mission wall.
In the crowd, a few people walked out quietly and entered while the others around were
not paying attention.

"Ding--"

"Special mission items are detected, congratulations to the player to trigger a series of
missions to escape the room "before dawn". There are six players in this round of the
game, the goal-to escape from the mansion before dawn."

"Wish you a happy life!"

The system's broadcast came so fast, almost immediately after Tangcuo entered the
mission wall, Tangcuo could not help raising his eyebrows slightly. To know that when
he first triggered "Snow and Snow", he waited for five minutes.

Are there really so many people rushing into the copy? Or did someone stare at them
and wait for them to enter together?

Tang Cuo leaned towards the latter.

What's important is that Tang Cuo has left the order.

He looked around and found himself standing in an old attic. The attic is not low, and a
small incandescent lamp hangs from the top beam to barely light the room. The corner
on the west side is full of wooden boxes, while on the east side is a simple wooden bed
next to the window, and the messy little coffee tables and so on.

The window is a beautiful flower window made of stained glass. Through the window,
you can find that it is dark outside. I don't know the specific points for the time being.
And the windows can't be opened.

Tang Cuo picked up the tea cup on the table and smashed it over. The tea cup
shattered into a few petals, and the window was still.

That's what the system seals, which means that the road doesn't work.

Another door in the attic leads downstairs, but the door is locked with a bolt. Not only
that, Tang Cuo also saw through the door slit that there were several layers of iron
chains wrapped around the door, and at least three locks were tied.

The loft is clearly home to people, so he (she) is kept here.

Tang Cuo turned to continue the search.

There is also a chest of drawers near the wall of the room. When the drawers are
opened, the men's clothes are all in sight, and the materials and workmanship are good.
Tang Cuo opened the cabinet and turned over the wooden box. Ten minutes later, he
came to a rough conclusion--

Male, about twenty or thirty years old, with a height of 175 and a shoe size of 40.

Tang Cuo picked up a piece of hair from the ground and by the pillow, short black hair,
slightly curled. I glanced at the pen and paper on the coffee table, and then looked at
the enamel cup and toothbrush placed by the window-left-handed.

Yu Gongguan means that this is a big family. This man can write, and there are even
English books in the house. Even if it is not the host’s, at least it will not be a servant.
Tang Cuo even found a handwritten sheet music in a pile of books in the corner. The
sheet music was not written, but the handwriting should be the same person as the attic
resident.

Sheet music, piano room, twelve movements?

Tang Cuo felt that he should first explore the location of the piano room, but how did he
go out? This task allowed them to escape from the house before dawn. Since the
windows cannot go, they must go downstairs.

The door is locked from the outside, that is to say, there are other players downstairs
who can help unlock the lock, or violently destroy it.

The secret room escaped the copy, I am afraid that the latter will not be allowed.

Tang Cuo tried it with a practical spirit, and sure enough, the door could not be
destroyed at all. But Tangcuo had been in the copy for fifteen minutes. If it was Jin
Cheng downstairs, he should have found it.

Mostly others.

"Huh." Tang Cuo rarely expressed dissatisfaction with the system. But he didn't miss Jin
Cheng, but worried that other players were malicious and wouldn't open the door.

Then he could only wait for Jin Cheng to break through many obstacles and come to the
hero to save the beauty.

and many more.

What the **** am I thinking?

Tang Cuo felt that he had been with Jin Cheng for a long time, and his brain began to
have problems. It may also be that Jin Cheng’s peacock opened the screen. The
beautiful colors blinded the eyes. They all said that the eyes were the windows of the
soul, so his mind was polluted.
Being bored, Tangcuo sat down on the bed and began to play with the radio at the head
of the bed. This radio is still very new, the earliest style, and according to the time when
the radio was introduced to China, it should be after 1923 or 1924.

The publication years of those books just now coincide with it. The latest book published
was 1922.

Unfortunately, the radio cannot be used.

Tang Cuo put the radio back in place. Yu Guang glanced at the ink on the table and
frowned suddenly. There are two bottles of ink on the table, one black and one red.

But Tang Cuo only saw black pen writing, and the red ink clearly used two thirds, where
did it go?

Tang Cuo looked at the attic again.

He could turn over the cabinets and wooden boxes that he could find, and read the
corners and corners carefully. The only thing left was the bottom of the bed. He just bent
over and glanced. The lights in the room were not bright enough. When he saw nothing
under the bed, he looked away.

Thinking about this, he looked back again—it seemed like something was written on the
bed, which was red. Because the light is very dark, it looks like a dark red.

Tang Cuo dug into the bottom of the bed decisively, looking up lying on his back, the
sight was surprising.

It was countless red "positive" characters, from the earliest dark red that had been
covered by dust to looking at the fresh red that was still fresh, and counted countless
days and nights in one stroke.

After roughly counting, there are probably more than thirty, which is converted into time,
which is about half a year.

In other words, were the attic guests locked in here six months ago?
It was at this moment that sudden footsteps interrupted Tang Cuo's thinking. He listened
attentively, it should have come from the stairs, far and near.

But for a moment, the chain outside the door was pulled.

"Is anyone in there?" The voice of a young man was full of temptation and alertness.

Tang Cuo did not answer.

"Don't pretend, I heard it below. Are you a player? I am also a player and we are
companions. Now there are only two of us in the whole house. I unlock the lock and let
you out. You promise not to do it. How? "

Tang Cuo still didn't answer. He found that the bed was a good hiding place, so he
simply lay still. He had to wait for the man outside to open the door by himself.

This is not a role-playing copy, and their dress has not changed. As soon as the man
came in, Tang Cuo could immediately tell whether he was a player or an nc.

After waiting for five minutes, there was finally a movement to unlock the door. There
was no way for that person. He was the only person in the whole house, not even a
ghost.

He opened the door while observing the situation in the room through the door, looking
alert, and tentatively speaking, "I can open it, you must not hide behind the door and
attack me. I know you must have come for the twelve movements, But we are now a
grasshopper tethered to a rope. The twelve movements haven't appeared yet. It's no
good for anyone if we fight each other."

Tang Cuo basically agreed with him, but did not want to develop teammate love with
him.

Those who can break the copy and grab the twelve movements at this time are either
Rong Yi's powerful individuals who don't care about teaming or not, or they are relatives
and friends.
There are a total of six players in this game, and there are four others except Tang Cuo
and Jin Cheng. The man outside the door can hear the footsteps and hear how terrible
it is, and there must be teammates.

The man said that he could not get a reply for a long time, and the doubts in his heart
had piled up. But he boldly opened the door, clenched his arms, and walked in carefully.

no one?

He was stunned, but there was no half figure on the left and right, and just when he
walked in a few steps, just about to speak again, he noticed something moving behind
him.

Looking back suddenly, the swarthy muzzle was facing him.

"Player?" Tang Cuo was expressionless.

"It's true!" The man nodded immediately, a drop of cold sweat almost slipped from the
temple.

"Why follow up with us?"

"What are you talking about?"

The man laughed, but Tang Cuo's eyes were cold, and his black and white eyes
seemed to see through his heart. But the men were really not malicious. They wanted to
get the music and didn’t want to die in the copy, so they found a compromise—enter Jin
Jin and Tang Cuo and hug their thighs.

They unanimously believe that if these two big brothers, at least not in the copy of their
teammates. This is why he dared to open the door when he decided that the opponent
was not his original teammate.

But now it seems that this big guy is a bit different from what they think.
In the next moment, Tang Cuo did something more stunned him. He took a brown pill
from his trench coat pocket and tossed it, coldly "eat it."

The man caught, "What is this?"

"Poison with delayed onset, as long as you obey obediently, you won't die."

"You, you forced me to take poison and medicine?"

"You can also choose to die now."

"you!"

The man was in a hurry, because he could clearly feel the killing intention in Tang Cuo's
eyes, and Tang Cuo's finger had already pulled the trigger.

With just one shot, he may be able to blow off his head, but can he escape?

This is the man next to the famous Jin Cheng!

The man began to be afraid, and Tangcuo's eyes were so subconscious that he wanted
to retreat. But he was in a dilemma, the air around him was almost frozen, his ears were
full of his heartbeat and heavier breathing.

"Three." Tang Cuo began to count down.

"two."

"I eat! I'll eat the head office!" The man swept his heart and swallowed the pill with his
mouth open. He didn't even taste anything. After Tang Cuo put the gun down, he finally
relieved his breath, and then stared at him fiercely, regretting that his intestines were
green.

This big brother is not only a little different from what they think, it is completely different!

And if Jin Cheng is here, he must be able to see that the pill just now was Tang Cuo's
chocolate bean. It's sweet, but it's quite brittle after a bite.
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Tang Cuo traded a chocolate bean for a younger brother. This transaction is not a loss.
And the little brother was hit so hard that he accepted reality without much doubt.

As for why I took the medicine, there was no poisoning on the character panel. The big
brother said that this was a delayed attack, what else?

"Where did you get the key to open the door?"

"Downstairs, the housekeeper's room."

The younger brother, Qi Hui, was in the housekeeping room when he entered the copy,
and he successfully got the key on the hook behind the door. The key was strung with a
round wire that was bent into a circle and held a large string in his hands. Qi Hui used
three of them to open the attic door, and two of them remained without knowing where
they corresponded.

Yu Gongguan is a bungalow with a loft on the second floor. According to the general
setting, the host lives on the second floor and the servants are on the first floor. Tang
Cuo went down the stairs, the footsteps echoed in the empty house, and there was a
faint echo.
This is undoubtedly a magnificent mansion with both Chinese atmosphere and Western
luxury. The wooden floor of the hallway is carpeted, with crystal lights hanging down
above it and paintings every few meters.

It's just that the rooms on both sides of the corridor are closed, and Tang Cuo tried with
the remaining two keys, to no avail.

From the second floor to the first floor, almost all the doors are closed, only the kitchen,
utility room, housekeeper and maid's room. In addition, it is a common area like the
living room on the first floor.

There is also an open-air balcony on the second floor, but the door leading to the
balcony was also blocked. And this is not just a system forbidden to pass. The host has
installed an iron railing here, which is sealed tightly. In addition, all the windows have
iron railings on the outside. They are beautifully made and have complicated and
beautiful patterns, but this cannot change the fact that they are railings.

The whole mansion is like a prison cage.

The front door on the first floor and the back door in the kitchen were also locked. Tang
Cuo turned around and roughly figured out his current situation. He stood in the kitchen
and fell into a short contemplation.

"Before Dawn" is a copy of the Escape Room, but it is different from the ordinary
Escape Room. Generally speaking, the room escape game is to constantly unlock new
areas, from one room to another room, and finally unlock the entire map to escape. But
now this is in the mansion, its area lies in the overlap of space or the transition of time.

It was at this moment that the harsh phone rang.

Qi Hui was startled, and just wanted to say haunted, Tangcuo had rushed out of the
kitchen with a flower in front of him. He quickly followed, and saw the other party
accurately found the source of the sound-the phone next to the flower stand in the living
room.
Tang Cuo calmly picked up the microphone, "Hello?"

Jin Cheng's smiling voice came from the microphone. "Listen to this voice, is this Mr.
Tang Cuotang?"

Tang Cuo "speak the right thing."

Jin Cheng "Isn't it business to find you?"

Tangcuo "hanged up."

Jin Cheng "Don't, I can easily get through this call. If you hang up for me, we really can
only meet like a cowboy and a weaver girl once a year at Queqiao."

Tangcuo was speechless.

Jin Cheng finally got his true colors, "This is Yu Gongguan in 1926, at 7 pm Beijing time.
Initial observations show that the magnetic field is very unstable here, electric lights are
flashing, ghosts are crying, and winds are blowing. What’s more important is that--only
here I am a player."

While saying this, Jin Cheng was looking up at a middle-aged female ghost who
protruded from the ceiling. One person and one ghost faced each other, Jin Cheng was
at ease on the flower stand, and the female ghost climbed on the chandelier and stared
at him.

The lights were flashing, and the rickety metal bracket made a crunchy, sour sound.
Nine lamp heads have been broken into four, and the remaining five have taken the
originally magnificent hall into a terrible picture. Looking around, there are dust and
spider webs on the sofas and stairs.

On the phone, Tang Cuo asked, "How did you call?"

Jin Cheng "I have a directory next to the flower stand, I found it. Since we are scattered,
it proves the possibility of overlapping in time and space. But this is not a copy of the
single customs clearance. We are teammates. There must be places that can
communicate with each other in different time and space. I look for it. Come and go, it
seems that this phone is the only one."

So Jin Cheng did something that seemed to be contrary to logic-the mansion made a
phone call to the mansion.

He tried for ten minutes, and there was a constant current of sound on the phone, which
could not be connected. Until the end, the signal finally stabilized, and Tang Cuo's voice
came inside.

"You remember, the number is 1446." After he finished, he asked, "Where are you?"

"My time should be before you, that is, between 1923 and 1926. It is well kept in the
mansion. There is no difference for the time being. The two players, including me, have
no ghosts."

"In other words, there is another time and space."

"At least one more."

"Do you need any help?"

Since you can talk between different time and space, it means that the clues they need
may be in the other's hands and need to help each other. But Tang Cuo hasn't found
anything that needs to be helped, but he only needs to remind him.

"The time is wrong. I am here at ten o'clock in the evening."

"Ten o'clock?" Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, my sunrise will be three hours earlier than you." Tang Cuo said, Jin Cheng
understood immediately.

The task required them to flee from the mansion before dawn. If the time of dawn in
each space-time is different, then Jin Cheng has not waited until dawn, and Tangcuo
burped. The clue of Tang Cuo's time and space has since been cut off, and Jin Cheng
has a high probability of dying.

Thinking about this, Jin Cheng said, "But it is inconsistent with the information we have
obtained. The longest clearance time of the three people is about 24 hours. There are
two possibilities, the time can be adjusted, or the player can shuttle between different
time and space. "

Tang Cuo basically agreed with this inference, and at this moment, a sizzling current
came from the phone. He frowned, and was about to speak, Jin Cheng interrupted him.
"I have to hang up. There is a female ghost here who wants to dance with me."

Tang Cuo "..."

Jin Cheng "Maid dressed, around 40 years old, with a Chinese face and a broken
chest-beep -"

The phone hung up.

At the last moment, Tang Cuo could hear the sound of the impact, it should be a fight.
He immediately put down the phone to find the phone book, but he couldn't find it.

Qi Hui finally found an opportunity to come forward, "Brother Tang, is the one who just
called you Jin brother? Did you find a way to talk so quickly?"

Qi Hui is very conscious of being a younger brother. Before he saw Jin Cheng, he
shouted at Jin. There was no pressure to call Tang Ge, who was younger than himself.

Tang Cuo asked, "You didn't find a way, just come and make a copy?"

Qi Hui's words were jammed, and I was embarrassed to say that their way was to hold
their thighs.

Tang Cuo didn't ask any more, Jin Cheng's words pointed him in a direction, that is, the
middle-aged maid of the ghost. When they briefly searched before, they only saw the
housekeeper and maid's room. The maid's closet was filled with young girls' clothes.
That is to say, if there was a middle-aged maid, she lived in another room.

Mostly next to the maid's room.

Tang Cuo found that room, judging from the style of the door and the size of the room, it
should be this room. In the past, the room was obviously larger, and it was impossible
for the maid to live.

The key is the key, where is the key?

The map is too big, it is difficult to find a small key. Tang Cuo instructed Qi Hui to look
for it, rug-like search, and he paced the corridor without hurrying.

After a while, he went to the housekeeper's room again.

In addition to the necessary beds, desks and cabinets, the butler room has basically no
extra decoration. A small blackboard hangs on the wall, and neat chalk words on the
blackboard record the timetable of the day.

Preparation at six

7 o'clock breakfast

Reception of guests at 9:30

Lunch at twelve

Prepare afternoon tea for the lady at three

Six o'clock dinner, decoction for the lady

12 o'clock room

Judging from this timetable, there are young ladies and ladies in the mansion, and there
should be an old man. Except for his wife being ill, nothing else could be seen for the
time being.
But what does the term "twelve o'clock room" mean? This time is too weird.

At this time, there was an hour and a half before twelve.

The piano room should be on the second floor. The piano room of this big family will not
be very small. There is no similar room on the first floor. But the rooms on the second
floor are also locked.

He returned to the living room, dialed "1446", and the phone did not respond.

It seems that this is a one-line connection.

Qi Hui was still rummaging through the corridor and searching for carpets. Tang Cuo
looked at him for a while, then turned around and walked into the kitchen, turning over
the cabinet and looking for medicine.

Madam wants to take medicine when she is ill. That medicine pack should be in the
kitchen. The housekeeper is a man, and it is impossible to get in and out of his wife's
room every day, so it is mostly a middle-aged maid or maid who serves the medicine.

After a while, Tang Cuo dragged a boxy metal box from the kitchen cabinet, which gave
off a faint smell of Chinese medicine. This is a lockbox, a four-digit password.

This is strange. What medicine needs to be kept in a password box? Fear of being
stolen? Still afraid of being seen?

What is the password?

Tang Cuo looked at the lock and narrowed his eyes. The person who sets the password
must be the person responsible for decoction every day. It is not necessarily the
housekeeper who is responsible for the prescription, but it must be him.

Otherwise, he would not specifically record this matter on the blackboard.

Tang Cuo held the lockbox and went back to the housekeeper's room again to find
clues. But this old-fashioned and rigorous butler, the things in the room were really
scarce.

The clothing is only the same style of suits, and the book only has a "moral classic",
which is not as if it is often read. He also does not keep a diary, does not know the year
of birth and death, and has no clue about the number.

and many more.

Tang Cuo turned the Tao Te Ching to the title page, and someone wrote a few lines with
a pen.

Apei

This is the first day you come to the mansion. I will give this book to you. I hope you can
get something. Jia Yinnian, the sixth of June, Yu Wangnian

In the mansion, in the year.

This is not the old man in the mansion, or the young man in the mansion, and Jia
Yinnian was in 1914. On the sixth day of June 1914, Tang Cuo carefully recalled the
historical events that occurred that year, comparing the lunar calendar with the solar
calendar, and then deduced to the sixth day of June-it should be July 28th.

The first day the butler entered the mansion to work, he was given a book by the host.
He also placed this only book on the bedside, which shows that this day is very
important to him.

Tang Cuo immediately used 0728 to try the combination lock. With a click, he didn't
expect to open it the first time.

"Lying Groove." This scene deeply shocked Qi Hui's heart. Even if he escaped in the
real world, he rarely saw anyone crack it.
Tang Cuo ignored him and walked through the contents of the box. There are five
medicine kits in it and a key.

Seeing Qi Hui get together, Tang Cuo threw the key to him and asked him to open the
door, but he opened the medicine bag and checked it. The five packs of medicines are
all the same, with common ginseng, astragalus, etc., and other Tangcuo don't recognize
it.

At this time, Qi Hui shouted outside the door, "Brother Tang is coming, the door is
open!"

The maid's room is similar in size and layout to the butler's room, but there are a lot
more things, full of debris. After Qi Hui entered the copy, he was looking for something
without doing anything. He was always looking for something. Thinking that there might
be room after room, he suddenly felt that this copy was not the same as he imagined.

But he was about to search, and Tang Cuo suddenly stopped him, "You decoction."

Qi Hui was stunned, "decant medicine? What to do?"

Tangcuo "Just fry it if you make it."

Qi Hui was so confused, they came here to make copies, why did they suddenly start to
cook nc medicine? However, his life was in Tangcuo's hands, and he did not dare to
resist, so he had to take the medicine bag to the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, Tang Cuo turned the maid's room upside down. To save time, he uses
the most violent and trouble-free method, throwing everything out until it is emptied.

After such a search, he really found a crushed blue floral bag deep in the closet. This is
actually a handkerchief with several things in it—a silver hairpin, three oceans, a pearl,
an old gemstone necklace, and a golden pocket watch.

These things don't seem to be a maid's possession, nor are they rewarded by the host.
Tang Cuo carefully checked the hairpins and gemstone necklaces, and found no clues,
then picked up the pocket watch. Pocket watches are still considered to be 80% new.
They are heavy in their hands. The material should be pure gold, and the dial is inlaid
with precious stones.

But the watch was broken, the dial shattered, and there was faint blood stains on the
chain. This bloodstain should have been wiped away, leaving only a little left, but it is
also noticeable enough.

This is the first blood stain that Tangcuo saw in this mansion. More precisely, it was Yu
Mansion before 1926.

Jin Cheng’s time and space, Yu Mansion in 1926, has become the residence of ghosts.
But now Yu Gongguan is still intact. What happened in the past two or three years?

Tang Cuo looked back at the pocket watch, and found two small engraved characters-y
on the back of the pocket watch near the bottom.

y, whose abbreviation?

With no clue, Tang Cuo temporarily put away his pocket watch and turned to collect
others. However, although there are many things in this room, there are few useful
ones. After a long time, Tangcuo found nothing but her name Wenjuan.

Qi Hui took advantage of this time to decoct the medicine. He was puzzled, still
wondering if there was nc in his wife's room, this medicine was decoctioned to nc, in
order to prevent her from becoming a boss and going into a runaway state.

But he never imagined that the behavior of the gangster was more confounding than he
speculated.

"You, why did you drink it yourself?" Qi Hui was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out.

Tang Cuo put down the medicine bowl calmly, wiped the remaining medicine juice from
his mouth, and then opened the character panel to check the results.
character

No. k27216 Tangcuo

Character points 0

Force 72

Intelligence 34

Charm 8

Rating a

HP 99

Yu Wangnian’s hatred added a weak value, all attributes 10

Survival is not easy, please make persistent efforts.

The case has been solved. This is not a cure at all. It is a weak but not deadly poison.

What kind of secrets are hidden in the magnificent mansion, the attic guest, the window
closed by the iron railing, the sick lady, the maid who steals things?

Suddenly, the phone rang again.

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"What did you find?"

"Yu Wangnian poisoned his wife."

It was Jin Cheng who was calling. His voice sounded a little distorted on the phone, and
he was a little bit panting. It can be seen that there was a bitter fight just now.

"I can tell you responsibly that Yu Wangnian is the master of the mansion," he said.

Tang Cuo asked, "How is your side?"

Jin Cheng "Ghosts can't be killed, maybe they need to be overkill, but my requiem
doesn't work very well. The second floor is completely dark, and there is nothing ghostly
and invisible. I'm afraid there is a ghost. If the lady was really poisoned by her husband,
it would be possible."

"Is there a way to go up?"

"You are giving me a problem."

Jin Cheng hasn't seen such a **** copy yet, it's because all the bosses are concentrated
on his own, without any discussion at all.

"Slap!" The chandelier overhead was overwhelmed and burst out again. The already
dim living room was even more gloomy, and the humming wind blew through the
window, whispering like a ghost, and crying.

No, there are ghosts who are really crying.

Direction on the second floor.

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, but still ridiculed, "Do you know what I should call this
copy? It's called "Gui Zhai Panic"."

Tang Cuo can only say "Congratulations."

"The piano room is also on the second floor?"

"Basically concluded."

Jin Cheng knew that he had to go up, fortunately he was here, otherwise he would finish
the game. He settled down and glanced at the half-closed door of the kitchen, where
there was a ghost.

The female ghost who had just been run away was still there, and she retreated to the
toilet on the first floor and disappeared. There is also a middle-aged male ghost in a suit
wandering in the corridor, depending on his age and dress, it should be the
housekeeper of the mansion.

The "Ziz" current sounded again, and the call could be interrupted at any time. But what
Jin Cheng cares most about is that the game has started for an hour, and there are only
three of them from start to finish. How about three more?

Tang Cuo was also thinking about this issue, but none of them mentioned it on the
phone and exchanged some other information. The current interference increased and
the call was interrupted.

Qi Hui hurried up to ask what happened, Tang Cuo did not explain much, and walked up
to the second floor.

On the second floor, the door is fully locked, except for the communal toilet at the end of
the corridor. Only one of the locked rooms is open, which inevitably makes people care.

Qi Hui had searched it before and found nothing. Tang Cuo looked again, but saw the
clue.

There was a bit of minced meat in the bathtub's water outlet.

The meat is raw and still fresh, but the blood has been washed away by the water, and
you have to get close to smell the blood from the water outlet. What meat will appear
here?
Answer the meat left when the corpse was broken.

The windows of the whole house are closed, and only the window of this toilet is open,
perhaps for ventilation.

Who is dead?

and many more.

There are ghosts in this copy, and people will become ghosts after death. If a
corpse-breaking case really happened here, then this person must have great
resentment when he dies, and he will become a ghost.

Where is the ghost?

Tang Cuo Huo Ran raised his head, looking at the mirror like in many horror films.

"Ahhhhh!" Qi Hui, who was the first to scream, raised his hand at the mirror with a shot.
The bullet almost wiped Tang Cuo's head and flew over. "Kap" shattered the mirror into
fragments.

In the broken mirror, the ghosts that seemed to be pieced together by countless ****
corpses also split into countless pieces. The face was half green and white, and the
eyes were crimson. Because the face was also pieced together, it was not pieced
together, so Even men and women are almost indistinguishable.

"Fuck." Qi Hui's hand holding the gun was shaking, and he quickly fired a few more
shots. At the same time, he looked around with caution, fearing that a ghost would
suddenly appear.

Tang Cuo looked quietly, suddenly thought of something, and stooped down to search in
the toilet.

At this time the mirror shattered into a sparse roar, and the ghost disappeared. Qi Hui
wiped his cold sweat and subconsciously approached Tang Cuo to gain a weak sense
of security. "Brother Tang, aren't you afraid? What are you looking for?"
Tangcuo "secret."

Qi Hui "Is this still to be kept secret, Brother Tang, I am yours..."

Tang Cuo didn't bother to explain.

He said "secret", not to keep Jihui secret, but to find the secret hidden in this toilet. Was
the man separated in the toilet because of what he found here?

The housekeeper has a record on the small blackboard

Reception of guests at 9:30

Judging from the freshness of the minced meat and the **** smell remaining in the toilet,
the murders will not happen too early or too late. The time at 9 or 10 am is just right.

Although the ghost shape is terrible, it is difficult to see the original appearance, but
after Tang Cuo's careful observation, it is still possible to judge the age of the man or the
woman.

It was a man with yellowish hair and no curls, and his age should be between young
and middle-aged.

Of the known men in the mansion, only Yu Niannian, the housekeeper and the attic
guests are male. The attic guest is a curly hair, excluded; according to Jin Cheng's
description, the housekeeper ghost wandering in the corridor is black hair, and it is
excluded, that is only left for the year.

Without excluding the presence of other male characters in the mansion, Yu Wangnian
and the guests at 9:30 are still the most suspected.

But Yuwangnian was the owner of the mansion. If he was killed, he could not cover up
the past with corpses alone. Tang Cuo's intuition told him that it was the unlucky guest
who died here.
Within a few minutes, Tang Cuo found a piece of paper in the broken mirror fragments.
This piece of paper was torn, and the tail was hooked on a small nail raised behind the
mirror. It looked like someone accidentally dropped a small half of it when pulling the
paper from behind the mirror.

There is a word on the note.

—Will you leave? Your Wan Wan

The previous word is gone, only half of the word "qi" is left, but you can still see which
word. Seeing the meaning of these words, it seems like "Wan Wan" wants to elope with
whom.

Why are small notes that can be eloped hidden behind the mirror in the public toilet on
the second floor? Who is Wanwan?

Tang Cuo walked out of the toilet with a note and stood in the hallway looking around.
Here is the end of the corridor, the wall on the right hand side, and the road to the attic
on the left hand side.

There is no bathroom in the attic, only a simple toilet covered by a curtain. The resident
was kept inside for half a year. It is impossible not to take a bath, so the most likely
place for him to take a bath is here-this is called regular ventilation.

"Who is Wanwan? She wants to elope with someone? Hey—" Qi Hui gasped, "That
wouldn't be the adulterer just now. This was discovered by the master and then the
adulterer was killed?"

The adulterer’s reasoning also sounds reasonable, but on the premise that the person is
not a loft guest, another adulterer appears, and the story is too arrogant.

Moreover, Tang Cuo felt that the words on this note were strange and uncomfortable.

Qi Hui also said, "Will the ghost not run out? What if the physical attack is useless to
him? I can't be mentally attacked!"
This remark reminds Tang Cuo that Jin Cheng has no way to kill ghosts, and they may
be even more helpless. There was still the last forty minutes from twelve o'clock, and
they didn't even know where the door of the piano room opened.

What is the most important thing in this trip? It is twelve movements.

"If you're afraid of ghosts, use fire." Tang Cuo said quickly while walking downstairs.

"Use fire? How to use?" Qi Hui chased behind.

"Don't you have a lighter?"

"Is the lighter used here?"

Tang Cuo guessed, he wouldn’t die anyway.

Qi Hui weighed again and again, still decided to believe the big brother's words, but how
big a lighter can fire, he ran to the kitchen to dismantle the broom, wrapped it in a broom
pole with cloth, and then dripped oil, made a simple torch.

It doesn't matter whether it is used or not, it is a psychological comfort.

Tang Cuo glanced at his posture, afraid to burn the whole house, glanced coldly, "Go
find a clue."

Brother Qi Hui is terrible.

Tang Cuo passed the living room several times while searching for clues. Yu Guang
glanced at the phone subconsciously, but the phone didn't ring. After a few times, he
suddenly realized that he had become too dependent on Jin Cheng recently.

Shaking his head, he turned back into the maid's room.

This room is too clean. Not to say how clean it was, but there was no clue.
Tang Cuo searched back and forth twice here, and found nothing valuable, but he did
not believe in evil, turned his head back, stared at the mess after the house was
rummaged, and pondered his arms.

What role will a young maid in her twenties play in this story in the mansion?

What clues will her value be reflected in?

In the end, Tang Cuo turned his attention to the pile of clothes. These clothes have her
own, the material and style are obviously deviated, and there are a few pieces of the
host's clothes, the buttons are missing or there are some minor damages, and she will
sew them.

Tang Cuo picked up a shirt and a cheongsam and compared them carefully. There are
no blood stains or stains on the clothes, and there is no entrainment. The only thing that
can be noticed is the stitches.

The clothing is also maid-made. The white shirts belonging to men are sewed with very
tight stitches and they are very attentive, while the cheongsam is slightly sloppy. What
does this mean?

Based on the TV series and various anecdotes that Tang Cuo has watched before, does
this majesty have a crush on the master?

Tang Cuo has not always understood the emotional issues between men and women.
When I was a detective before, I could find his emotional problems, either cheating or
cheating, which is basically not a good thing.

Whether the maid really took a fancy to the old man and wanted to climb the branch,
regardless of it. Tang Cuo didn't believe there was no other clue in this room. He simply
pulled the sword and unloaded the bed board and wardrobe.

Qi Hui was passing by in the living room. Hearing the sound of tearing down the house
from the room, he was startled, thinking that the ghost came out and hit Tang Cuo. Just
about to come forward to help, the rush of the phone rang.
"Why don't you all get together!" Qi Hui rushed forward to answer the phone.

"Hello? Brother Jin!"

"Who are you?"

"I'm Tang's partner! Don't worry about this, Tang has hit the ghost! I won't tell you that I
have to help--" Qi Hui Huo Ran turned his head, just wanted to put down the phone, but
was right on top Tang Cuo's expressionless face.

"Lying Groove." Qi Hui's heart almost burst into shock.

"Give me." Tang Cuo reached out.

Qi Hui trembled and handed the phone to Tang Cuo, his gaze kept glancing behind him,
"Ghost, ghost? Did you run away?"

On the phone.

Jin Cheng heard the movement over there and asked "how?"

Tangcuo "It's okay."

Jin Cheng "When did you change partners?"

Tang Cuo "?"

Jin Cheng couldn't hear his answer, he knew he was trying to communicate with himself
using brain waves, but he couldn't help but endure, "I can't see your expression, maybe
you can describe it to me?"

Tang Cuo "..."

After a few seconds of silence, he replied "No change."

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Since he didn't change, why did he claim to be your
partner? Isn't your partner me?"
Tang Cuo "Because you are not here."

Jin Cheng "Oh."

Suddenly there was nothing to say.

The two then entered the topic.

Jin Cheng said, "I've seen it on the second floor. Most of the rooms are locked. I went in
and I didn't lock it, but I didn't find the piano room. The housekeeper's key can indeed
open the attic. I saw some on the attic wall. Pieces of staves written in blood."

"Twelve Movements?"

"Yes."

The twelve movements record the score of "Songs of Gods, Lambs, and Crows", with
no lyrics. If you exclude the lyrics, it’s not against any horror story that strange melody
appears.

"Is there a straight number under the bed?"

"Yes. The ghosts on the second floor are too powerful. I can't make it. But at a glance,
there are more than one hundred and fifty, only more and more."

More than 150, that is equivalent to two years. It can basically be judged from here that
it was the person who was kept in the attic and he was keeping records.

When Tang Cuo saw the orthography, there were already more than 30 orthographic
characters. In Jin Cheng’s 1926, there were nearly 150 orthographic characters. Then
Tang Cuo’s time was around 1924.

This is consistent with his initial inference.

"It's a little weird." Jin Cheng's tone revealed a rare dignity. "I only encountered two
ghosts on the second floor. One was a male ghost with cluttered corpses and a female
ghost."
"I also encountered the male ghost. I suspect he was a guest visiting the mansion and
broke the secret in the house, so the public toilet at the end of the corridor on the
second floor was killed."

Jin Cheng hits ghosts all the way, and every moment is a horror of evil spirits. It is
simply too late to look for clues. Tang Cuo said he didn't enter the toilet because the
ghoul was in the toilet.

The two ghosts occupy one end of the second floor, and it seems that the relationship is
not good. Jin Cheng simply used himself as bait to lure the female ghost to the male
ghost's site and let them fight. Only then took the opportunity to run up to the attic and
had the opportunity to find clues.

"As you say, if the male ghost is a guest, what about the attic guest, Yu Wangnian, and
the young lady? Ghosts can pass through walls, unless they are trapped in a certain
place by some evil formation. Will not be locked in the house by the door lock." Jin
Cheng said.

"Maybe someone hasn't died and escaped, maybe there is room we haven't found yet."
Tang Cuo replied.

"This is also possible, but one thing is for sure, the person in the attic is called
Mochizuki."

"full moon?"

Tang Cuo suddenly thought of the pocket watch he found in the maid's room, with the
word "y" engraved on the back of the pocket watch. Yu Mochizuki, Mochizuki, isn't it y?

Jin Cheng then talked in detail about what he found in the attic-

After being locked up for more than two years, the attic occupants are already going
crazy. Whether it's the cluttered clef on the wall written with blood, or the orthography
with more and more heavy strokes under the bed, it reveals the owner's increasingly
unstable mental state.
The entire attic was in disarray, books were scattered all over the ground, and the only
mirror was shattered and thrown on the ground.

Jin Cheng can be sure that it was broken by someone, because the ruler that broke the
mirror fell to the side, and there was glass debris on it. Next to the broken mirror, Jin
Cheng also picked up several medium-length curls.

The other things in the room were scattered, but still intact, only the mirror was broken,
why? It was the man who saw himself in the mirror and could not accept reality, so
broke the mirror?

"What about Yu Wangyue? How do you know he is called Wangyue?" Tang Cuo asked.

"There is torn paper on the ground. A man named Lin Wan handed him a letter and said
he was going to let him out." Jin Cheng couldn't put together the full text when he picked
up the shredded paper, but the recipient and the payment could be seen. clear.

After hearing Tang Cuo's talk about the corpse-breaking case in the toilet, they are all
right.

The question is-what is the relationship between Yu Wangyue and Yu Wangnian?

Tang Cuo turned an old fountain pen that was finally found in the maid's room and said,
"From the name, this is a brother."

Jin Cheng understood, "Sister-in-law and uncle?"

The two were talking, the sizzling electric current appeared again, and the conversation
was about to be cut off. Jin Cheng knew that a ghost had appeared on his side, and
was about to seize the time to tell a few words, but the voice of the third person
suddenly came on the phone.

"Hello? Anyone? Help!!!!"

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The sudden third person made Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng both feel awkward, and even
Qi Hui heard the horrified cry for help through the microphone.

"Zhou Dahai!" He was shocked and delighted, rushed to the phone, and he seemed to
want to get into the microphone.

"Qi Hui? Is that you Qi Hui! Quickly save me, there are ghosts here!" The two
teammates called across the phone line, one more exhausted than the other.

Tang Cuo was attacked by double sound waves, and his eardrums were almost
shattered. Jin Cheng is a little better, and asks decisively, "Zhou Dahai, calm down,
what is the situation on your side?"

After hearing the words, Qi Hui also wanted to ask, Tang Cuo directly clasped his wrists,
and swept his eyes coldly-do you dare to say another word to try?

Qi Hui shut up, and the gangster was terrible.

Zhou Haihai finally recovered some reason, and quickly replied, "I don't know, I was in a
basement as soon as I entered the copy. Fuck here is a hall! There are coffins, cards,
and ghosts!!! I can't escape easily Come out, the ghost is still there.
Zhou Dahai didn't know what he saw again. A series of "lying troughs" accompanied by
the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground made the eyebrows tight. Qi Hui
tightened his fists even more nervously.

Jin Cheng "Zhou Dahai? Zhou Dahai?"

After a long time of more than ten seconds, the end of the phone finally responded,
"Mom scared me, and I finally ran out of the basement, and the ghost also ran out! I am
alone here, so terrible... "

Jin Cheng quickly asked, "Whose hall is in the basement?"

Zhou Dahai thought about it, "Yu, Yu Wangyue! I seem to see this name on the card!"

Jin Cheng "How many years have you been there?"

"I don't know, how do I know this!"

"you--"

Jin Cheng asked again, Zizi's current interrupted his words, and the phone was forced
to be interrupted.

Tang Cuo and Qi Hui also lost all contact with each other. Qi Hui was very worried.
"There is only him on the side of Zhou Dahai, will he not be in trouble?"

Tang Cuo asked, "If I knew something would happen, why would I come?"

Qi Hui said, he opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but in the end
he didn't say anything.

Tang Cuo didn't ask any more. He glanced down at the old fountain pen in his hand,
temporarily received it in his pocket, and began to search around. After Qi Hui froze, he
quickly followed his footsteps, "What are you looking for now?"

"Basement." Tang Chuo was concise.

"Yes, the basement!" Zhou Dahai said, he was in the basement as soon as he entered
the copy.

Since it is a basement, the entrance must be on the first floor. The two searched all
suspicious corners and finally found clues in the restaurant's closet.

There is an organ here. You can remove an closet by turning an animal ornament on the
closet.

Behind the closet is a downward staircase, which is very dark inside and no fingers can
be reached. Tang Cuo rejected Qi Hui's self-made torch, found a candlestick to light it,
and walked in first.

Qi Hui followed.

After about three minutes, the two finally walked to the ground, but there was still a door
blocking the way.

Qi Hui looked at the locked door and pushed a few times to push it open, which
inevitably made him crazy. "How can I find the key again? We won't be looking for the
key forever?"

Tang Cuo "What about the two keys left? Just try."

Qi Hui patted the seeds of the brain and drank it. He immediately took out the
housekeeper's keychain and tried with the remaining two keys. The first one was not
good, but the second one was just right!

"Open!" Qi Hui pushed open the door.

Tang Cuo walked in with a candlestick, and could see the situation in the basement
through the shaking candlelight. He couldn't help frowning. This is indeed a spiritual hall,
as Zhou Dahai said.

In front of the black coffin, white chrysanthemums are placed on the desk, surrounded
by a tablet that reads "Dead Brother at the Spirit of Mochizuki.
Yu Wangyue is Yu Wangnian's younger brother. Yu Wangyue died, and his brother gave
him a card, which is not difficult to understand. When Tang Cuo suddenly heard Yu
Wangyue's name from Zhou Dahai's mouth, he thought that his time and space were
behind him. Yu Wangyue died, so his body went from the attic to the basement.

But now it seems that there is a Yu Wangyue in the attic, and another Yu Wangyue is
dead in the basement.

Who is really in Mochizuki?

Tang Cuo walked to the coffin and placed the candlestick on his desk, and he had to
open the coffin. Although Qi Hui was a little afraid of ghosts and guarded the ghosts in
the basement that Zhou Dahai said all the time, he was not so sloppy in the matter and
quickly came over to help.

Together, the coffin was quickly pushed away, and a shriveled corpse appeared. At the
same time, a smell of corpse smell and quirky aroma came across.

"Cough, cough..." Qi Hui subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, raised his eyes,
but saw that Tang Cuo's face did not change color, and he even touched his hand to
touch the body. The big brother deserves to be a real big brother.

"The corpse has been specially preserved and kept intact. But depending on the degree
of shrivel, it has been dead for at least a few months." Tang Cuo looked at it more and
he was more puzzled.

Even if he is abnormal again, Yu Wangnian will imprison his own younger brother and
give his wife chronic poisons and medicines, and will not secretly give a fake younger
brother a standing. However, from the standpoint of height, age, and hair, this corpse is
very similar to an attic guest.

In addition, the key to the basement is in the hands of the housekeeper, indicating that
in addition to Yuwann, the housekeeper knows. The butler must be Yu Wangnian's
absolute confidant and is involved in almost everything.
"There seems to be no ghosts here, what about ghosts?" Qi Hui was glad and puzzled.

"Not here, then somewhere else." Tang Cuo said, turning over the pockets of clothes on
the body and drawing a key from inside. He can't judge the order of Zhou Dahai and
himself now, but with the key, it's easier to handle.

There must be Yu Mochizuki's room in the mansion.

"Go." Tang Cuo quickly went to the second floor, glancing at the clock on the wall as he
passed the living room, with the last nine minutes left until twelve. He couldn't help but
speed up and went straight to the room beside the master bedroom.

Yu Wangyue is a younger brother, it is impossible to live in the main bedroom, then try
from the second bedroom.

In the second room, "click", the door opened.

Qi Hui felt that he could no longer express his respect for the big brother with a simple
"recessed trough". He stayed calm and followed Tangcuo into the house, but he blurted
out the first second after he entered the room, "Flat trough!" "

There were ghosts in the house, and they looked exactly like the corpses in the coffin.
They stood by the window and looked back slowly.

"Yu Wangyue." Tang Cuo called out his name, shining.

Yu Wangyue's eyes stayed on him for only a second, his eyes were blank and empty.
Soon, he seemed to feel something, his eyes finally recovered, and then fluttered
through the wall and flew out.

"He, what's the matter with him? Don't you fight?" Qi Hui whispered, the gun in his hand
was already loaded.

Tang Cuo shook his head, and he gradually had a guess in his heart, but he still needed
empirical evidence. So he followed Mochizuki and walked slowly along the corridor until
he finally reached a door.
Yu Wangyue floated in.

"Where is this?" Qi Hui looked around, suddenly blessing his soul, "Qin room?"

Tang Cuo did not answer, he counted in his heart.

"ten."

"nine."

...

"three."

"two."

"One."

"clang--"

The wall clock in the living room reported the hour and arrived at twelve. The strange
and cheerful piano sound also came from the room in front of it, and it was the melody
of "Songs of Crows, Spirits and Lambs".

Qi Hui couldn't help shivering.

Tang Cuo looked into the room through the door slit. He could not see the piano, but he
could see the window diagonally facing the door. The windows are still closed by iron
railings, but the iron railings can block people, not the moonlight. The evening wind blew
the white gauze curtain, and the moonlight fell like water.

Now it seems that the "twelve o'clock room" written by the housekeeper on the small
blackboard refers to the sound of the piano that suddenly sounded in the piano room at
midnight.

The distinguished young master of Yu Gongguan died, but his elder brother was not
secret, and even a suspected "Yu Wangyue" was locked in the attic.
He must have died with injustice, ghosts wandering here all day long, playing music at
midnight.

"Ghost, ghost!" Qi Hui's cry interrupted Tang Cuo's thoughts again. He turned back
suddenly and found that the shattered ghost also appeared in the corridor, looking at
them fixedly.

No, maybe it can be said to be looking at the piano room.

Tang Cuo didn't dare to entrust him, and immediately sacrificed the sword of
adjudication. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a strange wave of power,
like-magnetic field!

Yes, he remembered the word Jin Cheng mentioned, and then glanced at the faint
ripples in the surrounding air, and he had a bold guess in his heart.

In the sparkle of fire, he grabbed Qi Hui's arm.

At the next moment, the two eyes turned black.

After a while of turning around, Qi Hui looked at the darkness in front of him with his
fingers outstretched. He just wanted to ask what was going on. A gloomy cold came
from behind, irritating his scalp.

Fireball!

Tang Cuo used magic in a hurry, and a small fireball with a big fist trembles behind him,
illuminating a female ghost with a disheveled hair.

The female ghost was dressed in white, her complexion was pale, her eyes were
crimson, and her lips were as red as blood. At first glance, she could scare people
away.

The fireball hit her hand, and it was scattered by the pair of ghost claws like dead
branches.
"Go!" Tang Cuo swiftly pushed Qi Hui, but he met the female ghost.

"Brother Tang!" Qi Hui didn't expect Tang Cuo to protect himself at the critical moment,
but he was moved and frightened. He finally gritted his teeth and shot back.

"Bang!" The bullet penetrated the female ghost's body, causing no harm to her at all. Qi
Hui snapped in his heart, and at this moment, he saw another figure passing by.

The man was pedaling against the wall, and he stood as light as a swallow, and his left
hand flicked up, and the light of the stars spattered from his fingers, rushing towards the
female ghost.

When the starlight touched the body of the female ghost, it immediately turned into
flames. The female ghost screamed loudly and slapped wildly to extinguish the fire.

The coming man took the opportunity to grab Tang Cuo's wrist and took him quickly
downstairs.

Qi Hui later realized that he had been left behind, and quickly caught up, "Wait for me!"

After a moment, the living room on the first floor.

Qi Hui shrank by the phone and still couldn't believe what he saw in front of him. "We
are here in 1926? What the **** is going on? Isn't there still piano sound? Qin sound?"

The sound of the piano was gone, and there was only Tang Cuo and the smiling Jin
Cheng as usual.

Jin Cheng is in a really good mood now. After watching the ghost for more than two
hours, he finally sees the face of his little apprentice and thinks he is more handsome.
At this time, he naturally couldn't see Qi Hui in his eyes, and even blocked Qi Hui and
Tang Cuo, taking all of Tang Cuo's sight, and asked "how did you come here?"

Tang Cuo "There was an inference before that players can shuttle between different
time and space. My time is two hours earlier than you, the piano sounds, and I come
over."
The inference of time and space shuttle is derived from the time difference between the
two. If this inference is true, then there must be something that can run through all time
and space.

This thing must also be very special, and may even be the original source of all the
visions in the mansion.

When the piano sounded at twelve o'clock and the space fluctuated, Tang Cuo thought
of this for the first time. He didn't have time to distinguish carefully, and he pondered the
time of "1926" boldly in his heart, and the result was a smooth ride.

Qi Hui was confused.

Jin Cheng knows, "So look at it like this, the death of Yu Mochizuki is the source. His
ghost plays the piano in the piano room at 12 o'clock every night. Players can use his
piano sound to shuttle through different time and space to unlock Mystery, escaped from
the mansion."

Tang Cuo "The biggest question now is, who is in the attic?"

Jin Cheng "My intuition tells me that the clue should not be with us. In addition to Zhou
Dahai, there are two players left, either trapped, unable to answer the phone, or
intentionally cated."

Hearing this, Qi Hui finally couldn’t help interjecting, “My teammates won’t be like this,
they’re not such people!”

Jin Cheng smiled and asked, "Who said it was your teammate? Are you sure?"

Qi Hui was stunned, and then he found that he had made a serious mistake. He always
thought that the four of them followed Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo into the task wall, that is,
all four came in.

But in the game hall at that time, were only four of them staring at Jin Cheng?
There are six copies in total, Jin Cheng, Tang Cuo and him and Zhou Dahai, who are
the remaining two? If you haven't said anything for a long time, there is a high
probability that you will be friends and foes. And the content they just called may have
been heard, and the other party did not need to speak out to get a clue, maybe even
found a way to clear customs.

More importantly, since they can come to Jin Cheng, so can others.

Thinking this way, Qi Hui's cold sweat came down on the spot.

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Tang Cuo remembered that Jin Cheng had said that he had many enemies when he
first arrived in Yongye City. Once he learned that he was fined back to area f, he would
need to re-do the task upgrade. Yan is listed as a candidate teammate to be
investigated.

In today's situation, it cannot be concluded that there must be enemies in the copy, but
the difficulty of the special trigger copy has exceeded the level that e zone should have,
and the lethality of the pig teammates is infinite.

But is Tang Cuo? No, he was not at all.

Really warrior, not much to say is to do, the goal-still the basement.
In 1926, where Jin Cheng was located, Yu Mansion has become a haunted house
occupied by ghosts. There are ghosts wandering in the kitchen, corridors, and
everywhere. Only the telephone is a temporary safe area. But if you stay here for too
long, the ghost will also actively attack.

Fortunately, the road from the phone to the closet was unobstructed, and the three
quickly opened the office and entered the basement.

Tang Cuo didn't use a candlestick this time, because Jin Cheng took out the glazed
lamp he got in the copy of "Yueyin's Kingdom". This thing is not very useful, it can only
be illuminated, but because it is a task item can be stored in the equipment column, it is
very convenient to access.

The door in the basement is still locked, and Qi Hui has a key from another time and
space in his pocket, but Tang Cuo thought about it, and still asked Jin Cheng, "Is the
housekeeper's key still there?"

Jin Cheng "Three were used to open the attic, and one was left."

Tang Cuo "One hand?"

Because time and space have changed, has the corresponding clue changed? Tang
Cuo thought, giving way to Jin Cheng to try the key. Jin Cheng took out the remaining
key and tried it, but could not open it.

In other words, the basement key in the housekeeper's hand was no longer in his hand
in 1926.

Without further ado, Tang Cuo opened the basement with the key in his hand. When the
door opened, Qi Hui was very alert, but because he had already opened the basement
once before, he was not too scared.

The scene of being able to enter the target still made him stunned.

In addition to the coffin, there are two corpses lying on the ground in the basement.
Jin Cheng squatted down and turned over a corpse with its back facing up. With just
one glance, he revealed his identity, "Housekeeper." He looked at the other corpse
again, "Yu Wangnian."

Tang Cuo continued to open the coffin, glancing at the corpse in the coffin that was
more dry but still able to recognize the appearance, calmly saying "Yu Wangyue."

Qi Hui stunned, "Has the door gone?"

Tang Cuo turned his head and asked Jin Cheng, "Is the body of Mrs. and others?"

Jin Cheng "At least not in the opened door."

Tang Cuo nodded and went to examine the body on the ground. Soon, he frowned and
said, "Both of these are just dead. There is only a normal bump on the body, no fatal
injuries."

Jin Cheng spread his hand, "That's what the ghost killed. Mrs. Lin Wan died with hatred,
so she killed her husband, the usual ghost story."

But this is not a general ghost story.

Tang Cuo was about to speak, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a ghost in the corner,
his expression changed suddenly. Jin Cheng's reaction was faster than him. A handful
of star dust dusted away, pushing the ghost back, and also seeing his face clearly.

"Yu Wangnian."

Qi Hui, an excited man, quickly hid behind the two big brothers. Tang Cuo quickly
searched the bodies of the two bodies. No matter what was found, one of the brains
was rushing into his pocket, and then quickly evacuated.

Five minutes later, the three returned to the telephone in the living room.

Tang Cuo was free to ask Jin Cheng, "What did you just sprinkle?"
Jin Cheng smiled, "The ash in the incense burner in front of the Buddha is of little use,
but it can drive out ghosts. But I only have one bag of this thing, and it will be gone after
sprinkling it. If you want to leave here alive, you have to rely on you, My great
detective."

Tang Cuo ignored his rhetoric and passed the inspection. He found three things in total
from the body of the housekeeper and Yu Wangnian, a key, a gun, and a slap-out old
booklet.

Both the key and the gun were searched from Yu Wangnian. Two bullets were missing
from the gun.

The booklet is the housekeeper's, opened it, and recorded some precautions for daily
work.

"We have to go to the second floor, Yu Wannian's key, maybe we can open his bedroom
or study." Tang Cuo said. When he said this, he looked at Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng arms, "You really give me a problem."

There is only one feasible method. Jin Cheng restrains the ghost on the second floor,
and Tang Cuo is responsible for finding clues. As for Qi Hui, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng
looked at him together.

Qi Hui suddenly shivered and was frightened by the big brother's tacit understanding.

Tang Cuo "You are on the phone and you keep calling until you get through."

Qi Hui didn't want to be alone, but he glanced at the dark second floor, thinking of the
terrible female ghost, and Zhou Haihai, and finally agreed to the plan.

"But if the phone gets through, what should I say?"

Tang Cuo thought about it, "Jin Cheng is dead."

Jin Cheng "???"

Tang Cuo turned his head to look at him and said nothing.

Jin Cheng "Don't you explain it?"

Tang Cuo asked, "Aren't you seeing my face now?"

I explained, on my handsome handsome face.

Jin Cheng was smirked by him, raising his hand and rubbing his head fiercely, as if he
had to mess with his hair. Tang Cuo was shaken by him, and Yu Guang glanced at
him—whether you are wrong or very naive.

Qi Hui quickly persuaded "Don't quarrel between the two, if you have something to say,
say it."

Jin Cheng flew over with an eye knife, "Are we quarreling?"

Qi Hui "No?"

Jin Cheng didn't want to talk to such a blind person. He grabbed Tang Cuo's wrist and
dragged him away. "You come to me."

Tang Cuo was expressionless, but did not resist at all.

Qi Hui was even more worried, afraid they would fight, but he really dared not persuade
him.

Stepping into the dark staircase leading to the second floor, Jin Cheng let go of Tang
Cuo's hand. He wanted to hold on for a while, but it was not conducive to fighting.

Tang Cuo has come up with the sword of adjudication.

"Do you want to swindle the remaining two players?" Jin Cheng asked.

"Fish fried fish in the pond, isn't this your special skill?" Between the two, the two had
already reached the last step on the second floor. In the dark corridor, there were gusty
winds and ghosts, and there were vaguely women crying from the front.
Jin Cheng lowered his voice, "These ghosts have different aggressions. The lady is a
ghost, but anyone who steps into her territory must be attacked, and her strength is also
the strongest. Most of the rest are small ghosts, and they can cope with it. The toilet
The corpse ghost is somewhere in between, but he is not as aggressive as his wife.
Also, the ghosts on the first floor will not come to the second floor, they are afraid of the
lady."

This was summed up by Jin Cheng through several actual battles in the first two hours,
and Tang Cuo took notes one by one.

The two walked close to the wall, because they had received professional training, the
sound of footsteps was almost gone, and even the sound of breathing was adjusted to
be inaudible. In the whole room, only the cry of ghosts complaining and the sound of Qi
Hui making a phone call in the lobby on the first floor.

Qi Hui was very nervous. He saw ghosts floating in the kitchen door he was playing in,
as well as Yu Niannian in the basement, and ghosts in the corridors and ceilings.

"Slap!" The chandelier overhead exploded again, leaving only three flashing and
flickering.

On the second floor, Tangcuo has begun to try the first door. His movements were very
light, but they were quick again, and no one could try the next one without delay.

Jin Cheng guarded his side. In the darkness, their limbs touched occasionally, like a
little Mars splashing in the ice and snow, with a hot temperature.

But this is not the time to think.

Jin Cheng listened carefully to the whimpering of the female ghost, and suddenly took
out the small harp and raised her hand is a "Requiem". There are only half a bag of
incense ash, so you have to save a little.
At the same time, Tang Cuo's movement to unlock the lock suddenly accelerated. He
hurried to the next door, and the key was inserted into the lock hole precisely, "click",
right!

This is a study.

Tang Cuo kept walking, just glanced at it and went straight to the desk. Turning a book,
opening a drawer, and looking for a dark grid, all actions are like flowing clouds, fast and
steady.

There was already a fight in the corridor.

Tang Cuo didn't have time to look up, Yu Guang glanced at a cloth bag in the corner,
and immediately swept all that he found useful into the cloth bag. At this moment, he
saw the first picture he saw after entering the mansion.

The black-and-white photos of the old era were not very clear, but it can be seen that it
was a group photo of a family of four. The picture was taken on the lawn outside the
mansion. Yu Wangnian and his wife Lin Wan sat together. Lin Wannian held a cute little
girl with a sweet smile, while Yu Wangnian stood behind the gentle Yu Wangyue.

Tang Cuo took the photo out of the frame and saw the date behind the photo on
January 3, 1923.

Judging from the photos, at the beginning of 1923, the family was still happy.

Putting the photos away, Tang Cuo turned his attention to a small door deep in the
study. The small door leads to another room. Tang Cuo carefully observes the keyhole,
and the light flashes.

He hurried back to the door, "Key!"

Jin Cheng understood that a sonic attack repulsed the female ghost and turned to throw
the housekeeper's keychain entirely. Tang Cuo took it steadily, and quickly walked back
to the wicket to open the door smoothly.
Inside the door is a small bedroom, it is not difficult to see that this is the place where Yu
Wannian usually lives. The tones are dark and undecorated, revealing the old-fashioned
and rigorous owner.

"Ding." Tang Cuo kicked something, looked down and found it was the key.

The key to the basement.

This copy becomes more interesting. The key of the basement is in the small door of
the study. Although the key of the small door is on the butler's keychain, if you want to
open the small door, you must enter the study, but the key of the study is in the
basement.

If Tang Cuo did not come from another time and space with the key of the basement,
this would be an unsolvable ring.

It is no wonder that the people who entered the copy are destroyed one after another.

Time is running short and Tangcuo should not be allowed to think about it. He quickly
started looking for clues, and bypassing the bed in the bedroom, he found a body-the
body of the maidservant, wearing a cheongsam with a wide slit, and a collar collar has
been untied, it seems to be well-dressed, Lipstick is still on the mouth. She covered her
heart and opened her eyes, as if she hadn't expected her ending until she died.

The cause of her death was a shot in the chest, which killed her in one blow.

Tang Cuo thought of the gun that was missing two bullets in Wanganian, and
remembered the old fountain pen hidden in the room by the maidservant. The broken
and messy clues began to connect, revealing a corner of the story.

There were very few things in the bedroom, and Tang Cuo quickly turned back, carrying
a cloth bag, and returned to the corridor.
Jin Cheng also led the female ghost to fight with the corpse ghost, and perfectly
concocted the last play. Although the process was not as smooth as the last time,
anyway, the two ghosts were pinned to the other end away from Tangcuo.

Tang Cuo glanced at the situation and glanced at the situation, and the consequences
rushed to Mochizuki's room. Before coming to 1926, he had already got the key to this
room, where he met Yu Wanyue's ghost.

In 1926, the moment the door opened, Tang Cuo came to him for a second encounter.

Yu Wangyue was sitting by the window with a blank look and a dull expression. He
looked back again, his movements were still slow, and there was no slight expression in
his expression.

"Yu Wangyue?" Tang Cuo tried to talk to him, but Yu Wangyue seemed to be a saw-cut
gourd, neither actively attacking people nor having any interest in communication.

Tang Cuo simply ignored him and searched in his room.

Jin Cheng finally repelled the two ghosts temporarily and took a breath. When the probe
came in to check the situation, he saw a scene where one person and one ghost were
on one side, and each was clear and harmonious.

"How about you two making friends?" Jin Chengxin said that I had been fighting with
ghosts for 300 rounds from the outside. From the time of entering the copy to the
present, are you still in harmony and friendship?

My Yintang is a little black, and my head is still green.

Tang Cuo explained, "If you don't believe in beating him, he won't beat you."

Jin Cheng "..."

Tang Cuo said again, "Did you find out that your wife won't hit you anymore."

Jin Cheng "............"

He looked back, really.

In the dark corridor, calm was restored again. Scared by the female ghost, the shattered
ghost temporarily retracted into the toilet, and the female ghost looked at Jin Cheng,
who was standing at the door of Yu Wangyue's room, but did not step forward.

Infinite resentment is like tide, ebb and flow, leaving a sad place. She looked at this with
such a sad, indescribable look, and then turned to hide in the wall.

Mrs. Lin Wan and Yu Wangyue, sure enough.

Jin Cheng was thinking, suddenly Qi Hui's surprise cry came downstairs, "It's working!
Is the sea you? I'm Qi Hui!"

Qi Hui shouted so loudly that he was reporting to the two people upstairs. Jin Cheng
turned back and exchanged a look with Tang Cuo, the two quickly went downstairs.

"Don't worry, what's going on with you there?" Qi Hui soothed Zhou Dahai while
squeezing his eyebrows at Tang Cuo.

Tang Cuo didn't answer, flipped out the diary found in the study, and then wrote the
question to Qi Hui with her old pen.

Qi Hui understood, compared to an "ok" gesture, and asked on the phone, "Are you the
only one on your side? Now I am the only one here, and that Tang Cuo suddenly
disappeared and scared me!" "

Without doubt, Zhou Dahai asked nervously, "What shall we do now?"

Qi Hui "Now we can only rely on ourselves first. I will ask you if the sea you saw in the
basement is Yu Wangyue just died? Did you find the murderer?"

Zhou Dahai "Where do I know the murderer, but it seems to have just died. Are you
okay there? I found that the ghost of Yu Mochizuki didn't seem to want to take the
initiative to attack me. I'm hiding next to the phone. It's okay for now."
Qi Hui "What time are you there? How many years? What time is it at night?"

Zhou Dahai "I saw the newspaper on the table, December 25, 1923, it is now more than
nine o'clock in the evening. But I read the newspaper incorrectly, isn't Yu Wangyue
dead? The newspaper said he went abroad to study abroad Now!"

A full voice came from the receiver, Tang Cuo listened, and finally determined the
timeline of three different time and space.

Zhou Dahai died on December 25, 1923 in Mochizuki.

He and Qi Hui in 1924, the toilet broken body case.

Jin Cheng died in the mansion in 1926.

There were homicides in three different time periods. It is worth noting that, according to
the orthographic records of the attic bed, the time of Mochizuki’s death may be the
same as the time when the attic guest was detained.

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At the end of the conversation, Tang Cuo asked Qi Hui to tell Zhou Dahai that he would
find a way to explore the attic. This week, the sea could be trapped in a basement for so
long, and was scared to death by Yu Mochizuki, a non-aggressive ghost, which is not
too reliable.
"Let's sort out the current relationship between the characters and the timeline first."
Tang Cuo turned out to take out the cloth bag, and took out the things in the study and
the room in Yuwanyue.

The three of them sat down in a circle leaning on the telephone, and Qi Hui could still
understand when Tang Cuo first started analyzing. The further he became confused, he
had to ask questions.

"Wait, you said that the maid wanted to climb the old man's bed. I can understand, how
could the case of broken body be related to the maid?"

Anyway, it was teammates, a grasshopper on a rope, Tangcuo patiently took out the half
of the paper harvested from the mirror and the old pen in the maid's room and said,
"You write two words."

Qi Hui suspected to write two characters casually, but the writing was not very smooth,
because the pen tip of the old fountain pen was slightly split, and it was easy to catch
the paper when writing the folding hook.

But what does this mean?

Qi Hui carefully looked at the words on the half of the paper, and compared them, finally
found a clue. The words on the note were also written by this broken pen, so the maid
did have suspicions.

"But maybe it's her ghostwriting? Shouldn't the lady be closer to her wife? The lady is
sick, and maybe she can't take the pen anymore." Qi Hui asked.

"But the word seems to be drawn, and the gestures stop unreasonably." Tang Cuo said.
A person can write smoothly and freely, and it is not the same as describing other
people's gestures. If the girl is a ghostwriter, there is no need to deliberately fake the
handwriting of his wife.

The maid secretly hid the old fountain pen, forged the letters of the wife and the secret
passage of the attic, just because the lady was in this position. This is consistent with
her motives of elaborately seduce the old man before her death. Unfortunately, the old
man didn't seem to appreciate it, and killed him with a single shot.

Blinking and blinking, Qi Hui pushed down Tang Tang's way of thinking, "That note was
discovered by the guests, is it also deliberately arranged? The family ugliness should
not be exaggerated. If this matter is known to outsiders, the lady will die miserably."

Tang Cuo did not answer, but when he solved the case, he was never stingy to try to
figure out the psychology of the criminal with the greatest maliciousness. The maid must
have played a disgraceful role in this matter, but she also underestimated the love of the
old man for his wife.

Although that love has been mixed with endless hatred.

"Yamao’s diary fell off Yu Wannian’s body. Many papers were contaminated with blood,
but a few pages were still very clear." Tang Cuo picked up the diary, turned to one of the
pages, and read, "1924 On June 24, 2014, I hated her, but I still love her. I know her
heart may not be with me, but I will be buried with me."

"Huh." Qi Hui listened to this as if praising love, and didn't know what to say.

Jin Cheng smiled, "Do you think that June 24, 1924, is the time and space where you
are?"

Tang Cuo nodded, "Yes."

Qi Hui was even more curious about the intricate polyhedral love, "So Madam and Yu
Wangyue are still in the attic. Is there any... er, out of bound love?"

Jin Cheng shrugged, "If not, then in Wang Nian, he made his home like an iron cage,
and poisoned his wife, and shut people in the attic, mostly Anjiahe in the Republic of
China."

Qi Hui "An Jiahe? Who?"

Tang Cuo ""Don't Talk to Strangers"."

After hearing this, Qi Hui finally remembered this childhood nightmare TV series. Even
as a man, he shivered.

Tang Cuo took out a group photo of a family of four again and continued, "On January 3,
1923, the four were alive in the mansion, at least on the surface, they were at ease. Still
on December 25 of 23, he died in Mochizuki, and his brother was in hope. He set up a
hall of worship in the basement of the year, but spread the news that he was studying
abroad in newspapers. Obviously Yu Mochizuki’s death was concealed. On June 24,
1924, the guests discovered that the majestic note broke into the mansion. Yinyue was
then extinguished."

Jin Cheng then replied, "In 1926, the maid was sedulously killed. She suspected that Yu
Wannian knew that the note was a forged fact. Even when the incident happened, he
couldn't distinguish it carefully, but that was his wife's handwriting. He is the person he is
most familiar with. He would rather kill than let things pass, or accept the maid’s
crawling on the bed. It won’t take long to find out the authenticity of the handwriting."

Double reasons led to the death of Ma Hua, she saw Yu Wangnian's diary before she
died, and learned that no matter how hard she tried, she could not achieve her wish,
and she might have been alive to death.

Tang Cuo "The housekeeper is Yu Wangnian's confidante, he is involved in all things,

there is no doubt. The lady should also have a person who can help her in this mansion,
this person is probably a middle-aged maid. Although she Greedy steals things, but
since it is greedy, it means it can be used."

Qi Hui "What does she do to help his wife?"

Tang Cuo "pass the note."

Qi Hui "Don't you say it was faked by maidservant??"

Tang Cuo looked up at Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng seconds understood what he meant. Their
eyes were intertwined, and Qi Hui was confused.
Jin Cheng was in a good mood, so he actively explained, "Did I not say that? In this time
and space of 1926, there was a torn paper in the attic, which Lin Wan wrote to Yu
Wangnian and said he would let him go."

Tang Cuo nodded. This piece of paper is actually one of the strong proofs that the
mammoth forged letters, because the two types of payment are different. One is the
deliberately intimate "Your Tenderness", and the other is "Lin Wan".

Judging from Lin Wan's ghost's attitude towards Mochizuki, even if there is feeling
between them, Lin Wan tends to be unilateral. If there are no special feelings, then Lin
Wan is out of guilt.

"This also proves one point." Tang Cuo said, "Yu Wangnian did conceal Yu Wangyue's
death, because even Lin Wan thought the real Yu Wangyue was locked in the attic."

Qi Hui "What about that loft?"

Jin Cheng tilted his head and thought, "A stand-in?"

Then this substitute is too miserable, Qi Hui sincerely mourned for him.

At this time, Jin Cheng asked Qi Hui to stand up and make a phone call. Zhou Dahai
ran breathless there, but finally brought them a relatively useful clue.

"There is no orthography under the bed, but there is blood in the cracks in the attic floor.
When I crawled into the bed to look at it, I still found a used needle and medicine in the
drawer, but I only knew one aspirin. "

Aspirin is a Western medicine. It was imported in the Republic of China period. The
price is very expensive and there are few channels for obtaining it. Tang Cuo didn't think
that Yu Wangnian would be good enough for a stand-in, and there was no orthography
under the bed. It was Yu Wangyue who was locked in the attic before.

The attic guest was locked in behind him, and the time was right.

But which unlucky ghost would be so unlucky? What does he have to do with this story?
Without further ado, Zhou Haihai continued to look for clues.

Tang Cuo picked up the work booklet he found from the butler's body. The booklet was
very small, so it only recorded the events of the past month, and the words were very
concise.

Looking carefully, Tang Cuo finally saw something interesting.

January 6

Replacing a new medicine for a lady

Reinforced doors and windows

January 7

Recruit new maids

The record of two days in a row is on the last page of the booklet, which shows that
January 7 may be the time of the butler's death, that is, today.

Of course, it may also be January 8.

The replacement of new medicines, the reinforcement of doors and windows, and the
recruitment of new maids all point to one message: Lin Wan wanted to let go of the attic
guests leaked.

Jin Cheng said, "In this way, the maid may be the first to be killed in the 1926 massacre.
Her behavior angered Yu Wangnian. He was not willing to kill his wife, so he killed the
maid."

Tang Cuo thought about this reasoning in his heart.

The maid’s death may be the last straw that overwhelmed the camel. Lin Wan, who was
lingering on the sickbed, could not wait for her return, and she should be aware of the
loss of things. The effect of the new drug must be heavier, Lin Wan died in despair and
turned into a ghost.
However, the cause of Lin Wan’s death is still in doubt, because her ghost has trauma
on her body, and it is not simply because of a dressing change.

The maid does not kill his wife before successfully climbing the bed. The maid and the
housekeeper are even more unlikely. The man in the attic is still locked. Who killed Lin
Wan?

Who killed her would make her hold such a big grudge?

Tang Cuo gradually felt that the story was developing in an extremely dark direction. He
turned the booklet forward again and noticed a message.

August 8

The lady said she wanted to play the piano. I secretly found a new piano teacher for her,
but lied that the lady went to German class.

This record is very special, because the housekeeper is a rigorous and uninteresting
person. All the texts of his records are concise and concise. Only this one describes the
causes and consequences, and even shows emotions.

Obviously it was secretly done, but he still recorded it completely, why? Because he is
ashamed in his heart, so simply expose the lies to the place that can be found in the
year and wait for the judgment of fate?

But what he thinks is not important, the important thing is-the young lady is learning
piano.

There is a piano room at home, but he has to secretly go outside to study, which shows
that learning piano is a taboo in the mansion. On the one hand, is it because of the
midnight piano sound, on the other hand, is it because of the old piano teacher?

The butler's words are also very interesting, "a new piano teacher", there must be one
before then.

"The one locked in the attic?" Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow.

"If your stand-in theory really holds true, you can play the piano in Mochizuki, and the
piano teacher will also play the piano. Suppose there was a piano teacher before the
mansion, then such a big family, the teacher must come to teach at home." Tang Cuo
Road.

The corner of the story was made up again.

However, these are just speculations at present, and there is no empirical evidence.
Tang Cuofu put away the huge set of things again and decided to go back to
Mochizuki's room and take a look.

He hurried downstairs just now, and he hasn't searched it carefully, and Yu Wangyue is
there, which can be regarded as a temporary safety zone.

Qi Hui was still left to guard the phone.

The job of guarding the phone is boring and terrifying. Although there is no such ghost
as Lin Wan on the first floor, the little ghosts wander back and forth in their respective
areas, and sometimes come over to make a door.

Jin Cheng gave Qi Hui some fragrant ashes to defend himself, but this did not alleviate
Qi Hui's fear, because he saw Yu Wannian's ghost also probe his brain on the closet.

As soon as he saw Yu Wangnian, he thought of An Jiahe. The light bulb above his head
was still flashing. The increasingly dim and gloomy environment matched with the
whimpers from time to time on the second floor, and he froze straight into the sole of his
feet.

Qi Hui can only call frantically, and keeps calling when no one answers. Playing, he felt
something was wrong.

Where is Zhou Dahai?

If the ghost of Yu Mochizuki is not offensive, then the time and space where Zhou Dahai
is located should be relatively safe. Even if he missed the first and second calls while
looking for clues, what about the third one?

What about the fourth?

"Something happened to Zhou Dahai!" Qi Hui shouted quickly upstairs.

At the same time, Zhou Dahai is in time and space.

A dagger glowing with cold light touched Zhou Dahai's neck from behind. Zhou Dahai
was so stiff that he did not dare to turn back. "Who are you? Player or nc? What are you
going to do?"

The coming person has a cigarette throat and can't judge the specific age. "You don't
need to know, as long as you cooperate well and don't act rashly, I won't kill you."

Zhou Dahai quickly raised his hands, "I don't move, I promise not to move!"

Behind him must be the player.

Zhou Dahai thought so, but could not figure out whether he was originally in this
space-time or came from another space-time. The information he got from Qi Hui was
limited, and he is still in fog.

And just behind his invisible, the person came out with a pocket watch, five fingers
spread out, the pocket watch hung down, shaking naturally. The sound of "tick, tick"
sounded in an instant, and Zhou Dahai could not see it, but a dial appeared in his mind
and turned quickly.

The hour hand, minute hand, and second hand are turning faster and faster, so fast that
the afterimage is pulled out.

Zhou Dahai was in a trance, almost lost in the dream of this time, until-

"clang!"
The wall clock in the living room issued a full hour, and it arrived at midnight.

The piano room on the second floor also heard the strange and cheerful "Songs of
Gods, Lambs, and Crows" at that time. The familiar melody made Zhou Dahai arouse
goose bumps, and his mind was instantly clear.

He didn't understand what was going on for a while, but he suddenly realized that the
dagger on his neck was missing.

Looking back, the uninvited guest is gone.

"Mother." Zhou Dahai wiped a cold sweat.

Qi Hui on the other side was also unhappy. He did not know how many teammates had
entered this copy. The only one who could contact Zhou Haihai was still in danger,
making him anxious.

Tang Cuo frowned, Jin Cheng narrowed his eyes, seeming to think of something, and
looked coldly around him. Tang Cuo saw this and handed an inquiring look.

Jin Cheng responded by blinking his eyes twice.

Tang Cuo understood it, Qi Hui didn't understand it, he couldn't help but feel sad-when
is the big brother, why are you still frowning? !

It was fifty-six minutes before midnight in 1926.

Qi Hui's anxiety did not last long, because Jin Cheng suddenly walked across the body,
facing the empty living room and the second floor, and said loudly, "Rong Yi, don't hide,
come out."

No one answered.

Jin Cheng embraced his arms and smiled and asked, "Are you going to learn about the
five-year-old Meng Yufei who is still in the bed?
Qi Hui only heard Meng Yufei's name, but she felt familiar. At this moment, a figure
appeared at the corner of the stairs and walked slowly into the sight of three people.

Qi Hui's eyes widened, but he didn't expect that there was actually someone hidden
there!

Rong Yi!

He remembered who this was, the red list second!

Qi Hui was almost a "recessed trough" blurting out, holding back.

Jin Cheng looked at Rong Yi with a smile, glanced at the pocket watch in his hand, and
said, "I said, who is so insidiously cated, it turns out to be you. The second place in the
Red List, the time-controlled person, does not need to do so Right."

Rong Yi's expression was cold, but his coldness was different from Leng Miao. Leng
Miao is cold from the name to the person, and Rong Yi is cold with sorrow.

With a hard face, worrying about the country and the people, you can't find the slightest
happiness factor from him.

"The object is you, it's necessary." Rong Yi opened his mouth, and the vocal vocal effect
brought its own vicissitudes. He stopped on the stairs and did not come down, fully
expressed his fear of Jin Cheng by action, and then said "make a deal. The three known
time and space, except here, all the time has been adjusted to twelve o'clock, Qin The
sound has passed, and then there is only dawn."

Jin Cheng smiled, "So?"

Rong Yi "You still don't know the exact coordinates of the other two space-times, right?
If I adjust the time here to twelve, you will completely lose your way to other places."

Jin Cheng asked, "Do you think I am here, will you still have a chance to shoot?"
"But here, you can't kill me. As long as you can't kill me, I have a chance to shoot."
Rong Yi said, his eyes fell on Tang Cuo, "You think your partner can be in me Before
shooting, do you find the exact time coordinate?"

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Facing Rongyi's threat, Tangcuo was bitten by a summer mosquito. It was a little itchy,
and he just wanted to shoot something dead. But the meaning conveyed in Rong Yi's
words made him more concerned. He looked directly at Rong Yi's eyes and said, "The
other two time and space, besides the one you came from, is there another one?"

Jin Cheng also noticed. If Rong Yi said that it was true, then their six players, divided
into five time and space, except Tang Cuo and Qi Hui, all the other orders.

The system is really fun.

Rong Yi’s look remained unchanged, “This is the content of the transaction. After 12
o’clock, I can take you to my time and space. According to the rules of this copy, when
all players in a time and space have left, its time will be heavy. Set to the time when the
player first enters. That is to say, you can still have a chance to travel through time and
space there."

Jin Cheng "So what do you need us to do?"

Rong Yi "I want to use the movement to redeem a person, end his liquidation process,
and let him be reborn directly. The movement of the No. 6 movement is very powerful.
You can do anything else to accomplish this."

"Oh, it sounds very interesting." Jin Cheng Rao has interest, "Who are you going to
redeem? I've been to Yongye City for three years, but I have never heard of any old
appearances in your copy.

Rong Yi "Do you think I will tell you?"

Jin Cheng then looked at Tang Cuo innocently, shrugged, and said, "Look, he doesn't
cooperate with me at all."

Faced with Jin Cheng's complaint, Tang Cuo didn't want to cooperate with him too
much, so naive. His Yu Guang has been paying attention to Qi Hui, seeing that his
expression changed slightly when Rong Yi said he wanted to redeem people, and the
purpose of his and his teammates' trips is also related to it.

After thinking for a while, Tangcuo looked at Rongyi again and said, "According to your
opinion, we can also go to 1924."

If all the players in a time and space leave, the time of that time and space will be reset,
then there is no one in 1924, and the time will return to before 10 o'clock in the evening.

"As long as you can't find the new time coordinates, you can't get all the clues and you
can't clear the customs. Going to 1924 is just delaying time, because you can't get rid of
me." Rong Yi did not mean to despise Tang Cuo, ordinary players may only You will see
Jin Cheng's aura and ignore Tangcuo under the aura, but the elites in Area A will
definitely not.

According to the information returned from area f, Tang Cuo is definitely not simple.
Once he grows up, his pair with Jin Cheng will be a nightmare for all hostile players.
Facing Rong Yi's threat again, Jin Cheng smiled and leaned his head in the direction of
Tang Cuo, "You may not know that our Tang Detective has a secret technique called
repeated horizontal jump."

Rong Yi "..."

Tang Cuo "..."

He wanted to knock Jin Cheng's head open to see what he was thinking all day long.

Jin Cheng is innocent because he is telling the truth. Tang Cuo said that he could go to
1924. Isn't that the first jump? Even if Rong Yi can follow it and set the time to twelve
o'clock, they can jump back from 1924 to 1926.

Rong Yi adjusted again, then they jumped from 1926 to 1924 again, in an endless loop.
Anyway, just make sure that everyone jumps together every time, and don’t keep
people.

Theoretically, they can jump between 1924 and 1926 repeatedly forever, to the end of
the world.

Even if Rong Yi stays in 1926, so that they can no longer jump from 1924 to 1926, is
that just right? They can find clues in 1924. In two or three hours, Jin Cheng believes
that Tangcuo’s ingenuity and intelligence can certainly find new time coordinates.

Rong Yi didn’t know that there could be such a way of “repeating and jumping
horizontally”. He couldn’t stay alone in 1926 and let Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng look for
clues, but if they really jumped with them, How stupid?

There was a moment of stagnation in the atmosphere, and no one spoke.

After a long time, Rong Yi finally looked at Qi Hui, who has been neglected, and said,
"You can do this, but can you guarantee that he is absolutely one with you?"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at Qi Hui together. Also, as long as Qi Hui does not act
together, that repeated jumping is impossible.
After being watched by the three gangsters, Qi Hui's cold sweat was coming down. He
was anxious to show loyalty to Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, but to his lips, he suddenly
remembered the rest of his teammates and changed his mind, "For example, if I act with
you, can you promise me a condition?"

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect the play.

Qi Hui regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. When he saw Jin Cheng's

expression, his heart beat like a beat. He knew he was completely unqualified to
mention the conditions with his own strength, but he had already spoken, and he had to
sternly say, "I and my teammates went into the copy to find the twelve movements in
order to save someone. He, he He is also a member of our team. He died in the copy
some time ago. He died to save us."

Jin Cheng "He died to save you, so are you going to die to save him?"

What Jin Cheng said was unpleasant, Qi Hui blushed suddenly, but he couldn't refute it.
When the mission is here, he has deeply realized that this copy can never be cleared by
several of them. If there is no Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, is it just to die?

At this moment, Qi Hui caught Tang Cuo's eyes.

Tang Cuo looked at him without speaking, his eyes quiet and deep. Under such gaze,
Qi Hui suddenly remembered something he had forgotten-he was forced to take poison
and medicine by Tang Cuo.

Qi Hui's eyes widened suddenly because he was careless. It was Tang Cuo and Jin
Cheng's attitude towards him that made him forget about it. Thinking about this, he
hurriedly opened the character panel to check, but found that the attributes still did not
change.

why? He took the opportunity to mention the conditions, why hasn't the poison or
medicine yet?
Jin Cheng didn't know about the poison and the drug. His eyes turned back to Rong Yi.
He said, "Are you treating the twelve movements as a canteen guest book? Write one
by one, not enough to write one."

"So what do you want?" Rong Yi asked.

"We exchange information, which is fair and just. Whoever gets the twelve movements
is whoever. After going out of this copy, we also promise not to deal with the other party,
and we are willing to gamble and lose." Jin Cheng said decisively.

Rong Yi did not doubt Jin Cheng's words. Although this man was tricky and dirty, he was
indeed a person who kept his promise. Rong Yi can still make a clear distinction
between what is a promise and what is a trick.

But in this way, he doubted whether he could get the movement, because he was not a
brain player. He turned his gaze to Qi Hui again, and Qi Hui was cold and sweating.

He had expected that the outcome of a game of the big brothers fell on himself.

Qi Hui turned to Jin Cheng, then "repeatedly jumped", Rong Yi was helpless. Qi Hui
turned to Rong Yi, and the "repeated jump" could not be realized, forcing Jin Cheng to
accept Rong Yi's conditions.

At this time, Qi Hui looked again at Tangcuo, who was calm and self-conscious, just like
an outsider, what could not be understood-there were no poisons or drugs at all, it was
Tangcuo who blamed him.

But Qi Hui did not expect that Jin Cheng quickly gave another solution, "Don't look at
him, you look at him again, I will kill him."

Rong Yi frowned, but the tone was very determined, "You will not kill innocent
indiscriminately."

Jin Cheng smiled, "Thank you for being so worthy of me, but have you forgotten the
twelve movements? As you said, the number six movement is very powerful, and I can
resurrect him at the end. Even if I don’t resurrect, then what, If he has the courage to
betray me and threaten me, he must have the courage to bear the consequences."

At this moment, Jin Cheng's aura was fully open, and every word seemed to weigh
heavily, hitting Qi Hui's heart hard.

He really realized who he was facing, how could the famous blacklist madman be good,
even if he did not show maliciousness to ordinary players, he even created the East
Cross Street security zone with one hand. How can one tolerate others threatening
him?

"I..." Qi Hui dared not speak.

Seeing his reaction, Rong Yi knew that the road had been blocked. After thinking for a
while, he finally nodded and agreed to Jin Cheng's proposal. Now that he has agreed,
he will no longer waste time.

"What information can you exchange with me?" he asked.

"I used a three-digit password to exchange your space coordinates." Jin Cheng paused
and added, "This is information given by Lin Yandong."

The three words "Lin Yandong" undoubtedly provide a guarantee for the reliability and
usefulness of this information, but Rong Yi cannot determine whether Jin Cheng is
bluffing him, just as Jin Cheng cannot determine the true and false of Rong Yi's
information.

At this time there is only gambling.

The two faced each other, and their eyes met silently.

After a moment.

"1936."

"062."
The deal is concluded.

Since it was decided to compete fairly, Rong Yi had the time to open the door, so
naturally he would not act with Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo. So the two sides reached an
agreement-Rong Yi shot to adjust the time to twelve o'clock, Jin Cheng, Tang Cuo and
Qi Hui went to 1936, Rong Yi went to 1924 and split up.

Soon, the wall clock in the living room gave a full hour, and the sound of the piano came
again on the second floor.

As soon as the picture flashed, Tang Cuo lost Rong Yi's figure. Looking around, the
haunted house was still the haunted house, but it was more dilapidated and dimmer,
with spider webs everywhere, and a thick layer of gray on the furniture. .

In 1936, ten years have passed since the massacre.

What happened at this point in time?

"Look for the body." Tang Cuo said concisely.

"Do you think there are people dying here?" Jin Cheng asked.

"Why do you think the system chose the three time points of 1923, 1924, and 1926 as
spatiotemporal coordinates? They have only one thing in common-a homicide just
happened."

"Then who do you think is dead now?"

Tang Cuo "A person who survived in 1926."

There may be two alive, the lady and the attic guest.

It was 8:34 in the evening, and the three of them split up. Tang Cuo and Qi Hui went to
the nearer basement. Jin Chengyi was bold and went to the second floor alone.
There are ghosts in the Yu Mansion in this time and space. The ghosts of the
housekeeper, maid, maid and others have all been seen, and if there were homicides
here, it would be as Tang Cuo said-

"Even if you can't find the body, you can find his (her) ghost."

Qi Hui became much more silent because of the matter just now, and was more careful.
But Tang Cuo has no opinion on him, and he never sets any standards for others. As
long as Qi Hui does not make trouble, he does not matter.

It's just that he doesn't deliberately comfort him.

Ten years later, the corpses in the basement have become white bones, but the number
has not changed, and the things carried on the corpses have not changed. The only
thing that has changed is the incense ash in the incense burner, which is new.

It means that someone has been incense here not long ago.

The two corpses on the ground still kept their original postures, and the object of the
incense to the person can only be Yu Wangyue in the coffin.

If you are worshiping Wang Nian and the housekeeper, you must at least put the human
body upright.

Apart from incense ash, there is no other clue here, Tang Cuo took Qi Hui to the second
floor to find Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng was tinkering in Mochizuki's room, but strangely this time Yu Mochizuki was
not in the room. Hearing the footsteps, Jin Cheng turned back and said, "Guess where
Mochizuki will be?"

Tangcuo "the attic."

Qi Hui was completely puzzled, how could he know that he was in the attic?
But this time, Tang Cuo did not explain, and Jin Cheng did not explain. Qi Hui didn't
dare to ask more, so he just kept up. Lin Wan’s ghost was still whimpering in the room,
and as soon as the three approached, she appeared again.

Jin Cheng dragged her, and Tang Cuo and Qi Hui went straight to the attic, and this
time, the lock of the attic was open.

When Qi Hui saw the unlocked lock, he subconsciously looked at Tang Cuo, because
he knew Tang Cuo must be right again. After Rong Yi left in 1936, the time here was
reset, then everything in this space and time should have returned to its original state.

The door of the attic was not opened by Rong Yi, then it could only be nc.

Pushing the door open, there are two ghosts sitting in the house, playing chess.

One is Yu Mochizuki, and the other is a man who looks like him in hair, height, and face.
It’s not particularly like it, but looking at it makes people feel very similar.

Two very ghosts looked back together.

At the same time, Jin Cheng also arrived.

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Watching two ghosts play chess against each other is a very strange thing, especially in
an attic that has been abandoned for many years and is covered with cobwebs and
dust.

There is a fresh body lying on the bed in the attic. How fresh is it? Tang Cuo ignored the
glances from the two ghosts and walked around to touch the corpse, and found that
there was still temperature in the corpse.

He couldn't help but look at the man sitting opposite Yu Mochizuki. There was no doubt
that this one was the one lying on the bed and the attic guest who was imprisoned here
ten years ago.

Ten years after the mansion was destroyed, he returned to this place and died in the
attic that had trapped him for two years. Yu Wangyue's ghost may stand quietly by the
bed and watch him die. When he is dead, the ghost is away, and the two ghosts are
sitting together and playing chess.

This is too weird.

The expression of the attic guest was very peaceful when he died. His hands were
placed on his chest without obvious trauma. How did he die? Why did he come back
when he left Yu Gongguan alive?

Faced with all kinds of doubts, a warrior like Tangcuo, of course, chooses to ask directly.

"Who the **** are you? Why are you back?"

The ghost looked at him, his eyes were calm, and like Yu Mochizuki, he had no intention
to attack actively. But all the ghosts in the mansion are saw-mouthed gourds, and
players wouldn't want to get a clue from them.

what can we do about it?

Of course, continue to find clues.

In the abandoned attic, the two ghosts continued to play chess. They didn't need to
touch the pieces. The pieces moved automatically. In the sound of "popping, popping,"
the black and white sides killed evenly.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng two casual people rummaged in the attic, walked over and
walked over, and Jin Cheng occasionally stood on the chessboard with his arms folded,
looked at him, and shook his head.

Qi Hui felt that this scene was more weird than before.

At this time, Tang Cuo pulled out a small iron box from the drawer at the head of the
bed. The iron box is newly put in, because there is no dust on the box. Open the box.
Inside are two injections and an injection needle, as well as some unknown white pills
and a small roll of gauze.

Tang Cuo picked up an injection and placed it under the light. He saw a line of English
words-herzon.

"What medicine is this?" Jin Cheng asked.

How could Tangcuo know that as for the small white pills, it would be even less likely to
know. But these can illustrate a problem. Attic residents may die from illness.

He immediately remembered what Zhou Dahai said, in the time and space of 1923, he
was also taking medicine before Mochizuki died. He found needles and medicines in the
attic.

What is the cause of Yu Wangyue's death?

There was no obvious trauma on his body, nor did he seem to have been killed by a
ghost. Was it all because of illness?

Tang Cuo passed the two slightly similar faces, thoughtfully, but he felt that he still
lacked an empirical evidence. It is a pity that this empirical evidence may be in Zhou
Haihai.
But the time and space of Zhou Dahai have passed twelve o'clock midnight.

Going back to the living room on the first floor, the phone couldn't get through. It was a
single line contact from 1926.

"Do you suspect that they are brothers?" Jin Cheng asked.

"They were taking medicine before they died, and they looked alike. They were brothers
and had a high probability of having a family genetic disease." Tang Cuo said as he
walked into the kitchen, "such as illegitimate children."

An illegitimate child who was not to be seen was closed in the attic, but it made sense,
but Jin Cheng still did not give up the guess of "replacement" because his intuition was
always accurate.

As soon as he walked into the kitchen, Jin Cheng Yu Guang saw the ghost of Yu
Wangnian appearing at the stairs, looking up at the direction of the second floor, but he
didn't go up.

Yu Wangnian's ghosts don't appear very often, and he behaves in such a way that
people care.

"Do you think he doesn't want to go up, or can't he go up?" Jin Cheng simply leaned on
the door and watched the show with his arms.

"There is a wife on the second floor." Tang Cuo also came out and took a look. Taking
Lin Wan's hatred towards Wangnian together with the status quo, he responded to that
sentence and told him to never meet again.

Yu Wangnian listened to Lin Wan's sobbing every day from the second floor, and looked
at the second floor but couldn't go up. What's the mood?

The younger brothers have the leisure to play chess in the attic.

The appearance of Yu Wangnian also caused a commotion among other ghosts on the
first floor. These little ghosts did not seem to be very clear-minded. About as long as
they were ghosts, they would lose their memories and gradually become muddled. But it
didn't take long for the sharp cries to shake off the dust on the ceiling when they
recognized the year.

The maid and maid had two red ghost eyes, and Yu Wangnian flew to the stairs
together, as if to tear him apart.

Jin Cheng raised his hand to protect Tang Cuo's current situation, but the housekeeper
also appeared, and once again faithfully guarded before Wang Nian.

Yu Wangnian didn't move, he still looked at the direction of the second floor, indifferent
to everything around him. But the second floor was completely dark, except for the
occasional whimper, I could not see anything.

Qi Hui had retracted into the kitchen and only came out with a head to watch the
show-he had only heard of living people acting for ghosts, but he never expected to see
the love and hatred of ghosts one day.

"Ah---" The maid opened her blood basin wide, grabbed the butler's hair, and bit it on his
shoulder like crazy. It can be seen that people who wouldn't fight in their lifetime would
only have so few tricks even if they were ghosts.

The housekeeper was so angry that he was about to break free, but he was inserted
into the back of his head by a hairpin.

Ghosts are bloodless and entityless. The fight between illusion and illusion is deprived
of the vivid colors that belong to the world. The whole picture is strange and dull.

Their bodies were constantly twisted during the fight. The sharp roar and ghost cry
made the dust on the entire first floor tremble, and the few electric lights that remained
were blinking. They would burst out sometime.

Qi Hui heard a tingling head and goose bumps on his arm, and at this moment, Yu
Wannian finally turned around and drifted silently towards the basement.
After his figure disappeared into the closet, the fighting here finally subsided. The maids
and maids gradually lost their eyes, and then continued to wander aimlessly in their
respective areas according to the previous trajectory. The butler sat on the ground
slightly tired, his arm was almost broken, and the hairpin was still inserted in the back of
his head, and he was injured.

So far, the distribution of ghosts in the four areas of the basement, first floor, second
floor, and attic has been completely clear.

"This family is really interesting," Jin Cheng commented.

At this time, only one lamp in the living room on the first floor was still on. The door to
the living room was tightly closed, blocking the moonlight outside, making the mansion
look more like a cage.

Jin Cheng looked back at Tangcuo. Under the dim light, Tang Cuo's eyes are the
brightest existence in this chaotic space, which can not help people to explore carefully,
and then sink deeper and deeper.

Tang Cuo didn't know what he was staring at himself again.

"What about your glazed lamp?" he asked.

"Here." Jin Cheng recovered, took out the glazed lamp and lit it, and listened to Tang
Cuo asked, "What were you looking at?"

Jin Cheng was slightly stunned, and then he smiled and lifted the glazed lamp to light
up Tang Cuo's face. He looked closely and said, "Well, it looks better than the black
lamp."

He leaned forward slightly and lowered his head, leaning close.

Tang Cuo didn't hide, and his generous appearance gave Jin Cheng a sense of
frustration, but it also made Jin Cheng curious, if he stayed at this time, whether Tang
Cuo could remain calm.
And Tang Cuo thought he was very obvious-he could make Jin Cheng so close and so
unscrupulous to look at it, in addition to being interesting to him, could there be other
explanations?

As for blushing, it is impossible to blush, after all Tang Tang is a warrior.

He was only a little nervous, his limbs were slightly stiff, and his heartbeat was a little bit
faster. In short, it was-a living soul rammed into a cold body.

This brightened his eyes, so he had to lower his eyes slightly to prevent his emotions
from being too exposed. This is not like him anymore.

Jin Cheng finally found a pleasant trace from this tiny movement. He smiled and said
nothing, but he was in a good mood.

Qi Hui looked at everything and felt that the big brothers could still frown under such
circumstances. It seemed that they lacked basic respect for the haunted house, but he
dare not say it.

Just then, a ray of light swept Qi Hui's corner of his eyes. He subconsciously reached
out to stop, and the moment he stopped, he suddenly thought of a serious
question-where did it come from?

It is now 9:30 in the evening, and there is no other light source on the first floor except
for one lamp and Jin Cheng's glazed lamp.

Thinking of this, Qi Hui Huo Ran looked out the window. The living room had a large
floor-to-ceiling window, but the window was covered by a broken curtain, and only the
bleak moonlight showed through the hole in the curtain.

"Outside! It's the light outside!" Qi Hui shouted excitedly.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng didn't need him to remind that they had come to the window
before the words fell. The moment the curtain opened, the dust fell, and the light just
now reappeared, illuminating the flying dust.
Everything was like slow motion, the dust fluttered slowly, and the girl in the red dress
standing in the overgrown courtyard also turned slowly.

She has a pair of pretty eyes like Lin Wan, a red skirt, black leather shoes, and long
curly hair.

"Miss!" Qi Hui exclaimed again, his eyes involuntarily looked at her feet, his eyes
widened, "Shadow, she has a shadow, she is alive!!!"

The only living nc in the copy of "Before Dawn" appeared.

Tang Cuo frowned.

The sudden appearance of a dead person in a large group of living people means that
something has happened; it is not a good thing to suddenly appear a living person in a
group of dead people.

To make matters worse, the young lady carried a large plastic bucket in her hand, and
the light came from her flashlight. She didn't seem to see them in the room at all, so she
carried the bucket to the wall and opened the lid to start dumping.

Through the window and the bleak moonlight, Tang Cuo could not see exactly what was
in the bucket, but this did not prevent him from exerting his basic imagination.

"Isn't she pouring oil? Is she going to set fire to Yu Gongguan?" Qi Hui also guessed.
The threat of death suddenly approached, making him take a step back subconsciously.

Still no one answered.

Jin Cheng's eyes were sharp, and he saw something hanging on the waist of the lady
through the light, frowned, "Is that the key?"

Tang Cuo nodded.

The key that appears on the only living person nc must be critical. Either the key to the
gate or the key to the piano room.
At this moment, the lady's footsteps drifted along the wall. She seemed to really want to
spill oil on every corner outside the mansion and burn the whole place.

Tang Cuo thought of Rong Yi again.

In this time and space of 1936, the time was just over an hour, and several hours had
passed since they entered the copy. Rong Yi must have seen the young lady, knowing
that she was going to burn the mansion, he could manipulate the time to avoid the fire,
but others could not.

Damn, it was overcast.

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"Miss! Miss Yu, look here! There are still people in it!" Qi Hui started to pat the window
and shouted anxiously. But no matter how he shouted, the girl in the red dress never
looked back at him.

Qi Hui shouted that his throat was dry, his hands were sore, and he turned around and
looked back—Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng were gone.

In an instant, his hair fell.

Qi Hui hurried to find them, shouting their names aloud, and when he thought he was
left behind, Tang Cuo poked his head out of the kitchen and looked at him
expressionlessly.

Qi Hui murmured immediately, and Tang Cuo turned back again.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Hui settled down and then kept up. Who knew he had just
followed, Tang Cuo turned back and said, "You continue to shout."

No, please let me follow you guys!

"Go." The big brother said, the little brother could only obey.

Qi Hui returned to the window diligently, looking back at Tang Cuo several times. That
reluctance, nostalgia, and Jin Cheng, who had just come out of the housekeeper, could
not help but whisper.

"Huh." It was so soft that Qi Hui was so terrified that he couldn't wait to lie down on the
window, and dared not look at it again. Weak, pitiful, and helpless, he could only
continue to call Miss Yu outside the window.

"Miss! Miss, open the door!"

You have the ability to pour oil, you have the ability to open the door!

Jin Cheng then let him go and made a meeting with Tang Cuo, who came out of the
kitchen, and said, "Someone wrote the words on the housekeeper's small blackboard
with chalk."

Tang Cuo raised his eyebrows and immediately followed Jin Cheng to find that the
blackboard that was supposed to be covered with dust was scratched indiscriminately.
Not very clean, but you can see that the above words are newly written-

193668

Everything will end

June 8, 1936 is undoubtedly today's date. Does "all will end" refer to the end of "the attic
guest died and burned in the mansion"?

"This handwriting is a bit delicate, unlike the man in the attic, but it looks like a lady
outside the door." Jin Cheng had seen the handwriting of the attic guest, because in
1926, there was a piece of music he wrote on the attic wall, Arabic numerals are written
differently.

"This proves that the young lady has also come in." Tang Cuo touched his chin
thoughtfully.

Ten years after the massacre, the two surviving clients returned to Yu Mansion. One
died peacefully, the other wrote a conclusion and ran outside the door to set fire.

The point is, the two seem to come back together.

Jin Cheng leaned his arms against the fairly clean door and asked, "Who do you think
raised the lady after so many years?"

The answer to this question is somewhat obvious, and Tang Cuo did not answer. Now
that time is running short, they cannot stop to reason slowly, "The doors of Mrs. and
Miss's rooms have not yet been opened. There are currently four known time and
space. One or two keys can be found in each time and space. It should be possible
here. "

In 1924, Tang Cuo found the keys of the basement and the door of Yu Wangyue's room
there.

In 1926, he found the key to the study and the small door of the study.

What about 1936? According to the law of this copy, there should be gains.

In addition, Tangcuo got five keys from the housekeeper's keychain in 1924. Three locks
to open the attic, one to open the basement, and where to use the other?

"There is no housekeeper's keychain here?" Tang Cuo asked.

"It was taken away." Jin Cheng had checked the place where the keychain was
originally hung, and there was a little dust there, which proved that the thing was hung
but was just taken away.

Tang Cuo instantly thought of the key in the waist of the young lady.

But this is wrong.

The keys hung on the keychains of 1924 and 1926 were different, that is because the
butler was still alive during these two years. The housekeeper is alive and it is
reasonable to change the key on the keychain.

But the housekeeper had died in 1926. During these ten years, the key hung there, and
there should be no change. In other words, the bunch of keys that the lady got should
be the bunch that Jin Cheng got in 1926.

Three locks correspond to the attic and one corresponds to the small door of the study.

"Go to the study." Tang Cuo made a decisive decision.

Jin Cheng and his heart were wise, and as soon as he said he went to the study, he
immediately understood what he meant. According to the previous method, Tang Cuo
went straight to the study, Jin Cheng was responsible for containing the ghost.

In the study, except for a little more dust, everything is the same as 1926.

Tang Cuo went straight to the wicket and walked to the bed to see the maid's bones,
which was no different than before. He looked around for a week, trying to find the trace
of the lady left here, but found nothing.

Did the lady take away the keychain and just help the attic guest unlock the attic door?

Tang Cuo didn't believe it, and continued searching. After a while, he finally
remembered what he missed-Yu Wangnian's diary!
She saw Yu Wangnian's diary before she died. Her diary was stained with her blood, so
only a few pages could be seen clearly. But what about that diary now?

Items in different time and space will not be removed by the player in the previous time
and space, and will disappear in the next time and space. The diary is gone and can
only be taken away by nc.

But what does nc take away from a diary that has been contaminated by blood? Is it the
contents of the diary that are not covered by blood, any key information?

Just then, Qi Hui shouted from outside the door, "She is looking at her watch again! I
think she is about to ignite, what should I do?"

Upon hearing the words, Tangcuo immediately flashed out and met Jin Cheng in the
corridor.

The two made a face-to-face meeting, their eyes interlaced, and then all ran towards the
attic. The lady's ghost was chasing behind her, and she might be irritated by Jin
Cheng's provocation twice, becoming more and more fierce, and the exhaled ghost
spirit almost exhaled behind Tang Cuo's neck.

"Let's go first!" Jin Cheng pushed him a little, and turned back to be a fragrant ashes,
just like a maiden scattered flowers.

But incense ash only has the function of deterring. In the face of a fierce ghost like a
lady, it works once, but not twice. The second floor disappeared from Mochizuki, and
the lady seemed to run away more easily. Her eyes were red, her nails were sharp, and
the low roar from her ears pierced the eardrum.

At this time, the two had reached the stairs leading to the attic. Tangcuo did not look
back all the way. Jin Cheng stepped on the handrail of the stairs, turned around neatly,
and the small harp made a melodious sound.

"Boom--"
Spiritual attacks like sonic waves are like substance in the face of spiritual bodies like
ghosts. The lady was hit by a headache, and her entire body withdrew several meters
back, her expression pained, and she was more hysterical.

She rushed up again, but Tang Cuo had opened the attic door, and at the moment the
door opened, he let Jin Cheng sideways, and then raised a small fireball, and the
middle lady faced the door.

"Ah!!!" Madam covered her face and was hurt unexpectedly.

At the same time, Tangcuo and Jin Cheng had already entered the door. Although the
door could not stop the ghost, there were Yu Wangyue and the attic residents inside, so
they were not afraid of his wife coming in again.

They didn't care about the ghosts in the house, so they quickly walked to the window
and looked down.

The young lady was still standing in a broad overgrown courtyard with empty oil barrels
at her feet, and she was holding a pocket watch in her hand. Too far apart, the two
could not see her expression clearly, only to see her faintly staring at the mansion,
standing alone.

Jin Cheng "She is hesitating."

Tang Cuo has a heart in his heart.

Jin Cheng "Do you think she really can't hear our voice?"

Tang Cuo "Then cheat her."

Just do it.

Jin Cheng smiled slightly, and the idea immediately came to his mind, knocked **** the
window glass, and shouted downstairs, "Hey, beautiful lady downstairs, this one in the
attic is not dead yet, he is alive again, you want to come up Have a look?"
The lady did not respond, let alone looked up. But Tang Cuo stared at her with a good
look, and still saw a bit of stiffness in her-she heard it.

Jin Cheng continued, "It seems that he is destined to die with us, but-we are all burned
to death, how can we make him die too easily? Detective, are you right?"

Tangcuo reluctantly cooperated with "Huh."

Jin Cheng felt interesting, "So what do you say we should do?"

Tangcuo "Listen to you."

Hearing this from Tang Cuo's mouth, Jin Cheng was really flattered, even if he knew it
was just to bluff.

"That's it." Jin Cheng's eyes turned, and he had an idea, "Isn't it better to kill him with
the gun used to watch the year? Isn't there a bullet in that gun?"

As a young lady’s father, Yu Wangnian let her daughter live in such a depressive cage
from an early age. Does the young lady hate him? Jin Cheng thought it was hateful.

The lady was sick in bed all the year round, and the care that the young lady could get
from the mother must be greatly reduced, and her father was such a man with extreme
control.

She could not learn piano freely, could not have a normal family, and even witnessed
the massacre.

Hate will definitely hate.

What kind of emotions does she have for the attic guests?

There are too few clues, Jin Cheng can't make an accurate judgment, but soon he will
know the answer, because the lady suddenly looked up at him.

There was anger in her eyes.

This corroborates Jin Cheng's conjecture. No matter how complicated or complicated
the young lady's feelings are toward the attic guests, this feeling must be more positive
than negative.

Seize this, they may be able to contain each other.

However, Sen Leng's ghost gas suddenly erupted in the back, no need to look back, the
roaring wind can tell them-the ghost behind him, because of their behavior and violently
run away.

"Wow." Jin Cheng sighed and quickly protected Tang Cuo behind him. The little harp
was too late to take it out. He bit through the tongue and a bursting character bloomed
from the tongue.

The powerful sound waves spread like water halo, and at the moment of the attack, they
stopped the ghost.

Tang Cuo's score clearly shows that the attic occupants ran away, and his offensive
power is stronger than his wife's.

The two quickly retreated to the second floor, Tang Cuo also sacrificed the sword of
adjudication.

Although the ghost has no entity and cannot perform physical attacks, it is ruled that
Sheng Hui has a suppressive effect on all evil things. Ghosts cannot be said to be evil,
but they must not be counted as a bright camp.

Unfortunately, although the lady did not catch up with the attic, she had been wandering
in the corridor on the second floor. At the end of the hallway, near the staircase, was a
ghoul.

They go down at this time, it can be described as a front and back attack, avoiding
inevitable.
With just a glance, Tangcuo had a basic judgment on the status quo, and asked, "Can
you bring them together?"

Jin Cheng back to back with him, "Of course."

After finishing the speech, the two quickly separated. A large meteor rushed forward,
but one was slightly behind. When the attic guest was about to catch up, he suddenly
stopped and returned.

The natural return is Tang Cuo. He used a skill rewarded by the system, but he has
never used it until now—walking in the air.

Skywalking·Elementary

Classification skills

Ordinary quality

Description 1 second stagnation and 1 minute cooldown.

Tang Cuo jumped up on the wall, leaning on that one second of stagnation time, the
whole person hung upside down at the right angle of the ceiling and the wall, and swung
with a sword, striking the attic guest towards Jin Cheng from behind.

After a second, he fell to the ground.

Attic guests wanted to turn around and beat him, but Jin Cheng's attack also arrived,
attracting greater hatred.

Jin Cheng's ability to provoke blame has always been the best night city, no matter what
copy, there is no hate that he can't attract. At this time, three ghosts chased after him,
one is more powerful than the other, and the attic guest is more of a boss level, haunted
by ghosts, covering all their eyes.

Throughout the corridor, a heart-throbbing black.

Ghost crying accompanied by the wind, creepy.

Tang Cuo's face was slightly serious, but he was still calm, because his companion was
Jin Cheng. He just shouted Jin Cheng's name, and he knew his thoughts.

"Jin Cheng!"

"coming."

But within five seconds, the familiar voice rushed out of the thick black.

Tang Cuo raised his sword, and the two passed each other, moving back and forth one
by one, and completed the exchange in an instant. Afterwards, Tangcuo inspired the
shield of the Holy Light. The transparent shield exuded a rich divine light and instantly
illuminated the corridor.

The light was dazzling, and the ghosts reached out their hands subconsciously to cover
them, and there was also a rare panic in their eyes.

effective.

The fifteen-second shield is precious every second. Tangcuo took the initiative to
advance forward, forcing the three ghosts to retreat one after another, and just as they
retreated through the stairs, Tangcuo and Jin Cheng immediately turned to go
downstairs!

Five seconds left after walking up the stairs.

There are ghosts on the first floor. Tang Cuo simply avoided it. He opened the way
directly with a shield and swiftly reached the living room floor-to-ceiling window, making
Qi Hui's mouth wide open.

Jin Cheng stood silently between the two again and glanced at Qi Hui indifferently,
scaring the person back.

"Big brother, outside..." Qi Hui was terrified.

"Relax, she won't ignite for a while." Jin Cheng's tone was firm. He glanced out of the
window, facing the young lady's eyes, then raised his eyebrows with a smile and
provoked his face.

If you want to contain the lady, you have to figure out a very important setting in the
copy-the living nc, can you see the ghost in the end.

The lady could not see the ghost of the attic guest, and then naturally she could not
judge his life or death. Judging from the signs that they are still worshiping in the
basement, the living nc should be invisible.

Jin Cheng looked at Tang Cuo again, "What have you learned in the study?"

Tang Cuo "Yu Wangnian's diary was taken away."

Jin Cheng "Do you remember what was written on it?"

Tangcuo "Of course."

Jin Cheng "Perfect."

Remembering it is the basic quality of a detective, even if he is third-rate.

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In Yu Wangnian's diary, there are five pages with clearer contents, which respectively
record what happened in different time periods. It's just that there were a few drops of
blood on these five pages of paper, blocking some bits and pieces of information.

October 191

I have never seen such a lilac girl, she must have swept away my mind, otherwise how
could I sleep like this?

May 10, 19

Today's joy, tie the knots together, please do not win.

February 6, 1920

The 2-year-old naughty boy will be called dad.

I prepared the best gift for her and stored it in a private safe at Jincheng Bank, which I
would take out when she was eighteen.

1922

Mochizuki is about to return from Great Britain, very happy, the day of reunion can be
expected.

June 24, 1924

I hate her, but I still love her. I know that her heart may not be with me, but she will be
buried with me.

Yu Wangnian's memo style is also very simple, not often memorized, and only one or
two sentences at a time. Of these five articles, except for the last one that Tang Cuo
judged to be the time and space where he first entered the copy, the other four cannot
be determined.

But Tang Cuo had an intuition, and the remaining unknown time and space were hidden
in these diaries.
"The diary of 1936 has been taken away, so Rong Yi has never seen it here." Jin Cheng
said.

"Yes." Tang Cuo nodded. Rong Yi wants to see the diary unless he repeats Tang Cuo's
path or he knows the information before entering the copy. But if he knew early in the
morning, there was no need to deal with Jin Cheng anymore, all time and space were
unlocked, and his advantage was too great.

He continued: "In 1922, he returned to China in Mochizuki. In early 1923, the family of
four took a group photo, and the time was right. Now at three points in time, which one
is the first time you meet, get married, and return to China?"

As for the 1920s, the time was given too accurately, but Tang Cuo ruled it out.

Jin Cheng thought a bit, "Push back from 1920, the marriage date of Yu Wangnian and
Lin Wan should be before 1918. 1916 and 1917 are the most likely."

Wen Yan said, Tang Cuo's eyes shone brightly, "Miss was two years old in 1920. Yu
Wangnian prepared a gift for her and put it in the bank. She would take it out when she
was eighteen. Now it is 1936, she is exactly eighteen. Lin Yandong gave Intelligence,
062, will it be the number or password of the safe?"

Jin Cheng thought about it while touching his chin. "That said, the lady specially looked
for a diary, perhaps for this gift. We had to get it before Rong Yi."

Qi Hui heard this and finally couldn't help but whispered, "But the gift is in the bank, how
do we get it? Does it mean that the lady has already taken it out?"

"You can call." Tang Cuo's thoughts are extremely smooth at the moment, "The diary
said, it is Jincheng Bank, one of the famous private banks during the Republic of China.
The phone number should have the bank number, we may know what we can know by
calling it. ."

But the question now is, can the phone be made? Even if you can make outgoing calls,
probably only the 1926 phone is useful, and the phone book is there.
At this time, it was one and a half hours before midnight.

The three did not have the ability to hang up, they could only wait. In the waiting time,
Jin Cheng was responsible for holding the young lady to prevent her from setting fire,
and Tang Cuo and Qi Hui continued to look for clues.

The ghosts on the second floor were fierce, and the two of them were struggling, and
they started from the first floor and searched from room to room.

In the two space-times of 1926 and 1936, Yu Mansion will not change in general,
because Yu Mansion is closed, and only the nc, the lady and the attic guest, can make
changes.

So their goal is clear-to make a difference.

The kitchen has not changed significantly;

There are more incense sticks in the censer in the basement;

The blackboard of the housekeeper has changed;

There was no obvious change in the maid and maid's room;

After a turn, Tangcuo returned to the living room, and shook his head in the face of the
inquiry from Jin Cheng.

At this time, the lady outside the house had already lost her patience. She already had
doubts about Jin Cheng's words. The longer the time, the heavier the doubt. She looked
again at the direction of the attic and looked like that, knowing that the attic resident
died there.

Suddenly, she smiled, and coldly looked at Jin Cheng in the floor-to-ceiling window with
some angry eyes.

This is a bit bad.

Jin Cheng had many ideas, and in the face of such a situation, he was a bit helpless.
There is no good way for Tang Cuo, so he threw the problem to Jin Cheng very simply
and turned his head to search the living room.

So when Jin Cheng looked back desperately at his big detective, what he saw was the
picture of Tang Cuo holding the broken leg of the table and poking his **** in the
fireplace.

A little cute.

"Miss Yu." Jin Cheng leaned his arms against the glass window, while using Yu Guang
to admire Tang Cuo's heroic posture, and shouted to the young lady outside the window,
"I know you want to burn this place with a fire and end it all, But are you sure the story is
over after you burn it?"

Miss did not answer.

Jin Cheng continued: "It won't end. After many years, you can't forget the fire tonight.
That's another painful beginning, isn't it?"

"Everyone is dead, whether passive or voluntary, but only you will keep it. Only if you
bear all this alone, you burn it here, and it is impossible for anyone to know the story
and understand you. ."

"You will be alone."

"Lonely life, suffering to death."

Jin Cheng was not so much dissuaded, but rather cursed, Qi Hui felt that he wanted to
hit someone.

The lady's face sank down, and she stared at Jin Cheng, whose beautiful eyes were full
of deep darkness that could not penetrate the light. She finally said the first sentence,
"What do you know."

This is a declarative sentence.

Jin Cheng shrugged, "I don't understand, but am I wrong?"

Miss did not want to talk nonsense with him, the more she was shaken in her heart, the
more she wanted to end all this sooner, without giving herself the chance to shake. She
quickly took out a box of matches, stopped looking at Jin Cheng, and ignited the
matches.

Tang Cuo made a thing out of the thick ash of the fireplace. It was a pair of small golden
scissors, like those used by women for needlework. After weighing the weight, it is quite
heavy and looks like it is made of pure gold.

It is worth noting that there is blood on the scissors, and the blood stains have dried up
and there is no dust. In other words, the scissors were thrown in after the blood stains
were dry.

In the first two time and space, Tang Cuo had not checked the fireplace, but he had
never seen this pair of scissors.

"Jin Cheng." Tang Cuo called Jin Cheng, and when he turned around, he threw the
scissors over and said "the murder weapon."

Jin Cheng caught it, raised his eyebrows, "Who killed?"

Tang Cuo "Mrs."

Jin Cheng "Are you sure?"

Tang Cuo blinked.

Jin Cheng understands that soldiers are not tired of fraud.

So Jin Cheng continued to talk to the young lady with scissors, "Do you remember this
scissors?"

The look of the lady changed suddenly, and all the matches in her hand fell to the
ground, and they soon went out in the grass.
Jin Cheng saw a little bit of truth in her heart and smiled, "Look, you didn't put anything
down. You killed her, right? Just use this pair of scissors to pierce her heart, and from
that moment on you Can't put it down, no matter whether it still exists in the mansion."

"Shut up!" the lady shouted, covering her ears. At this moment, the indifferent shell split
a slit, exposing the acne hidden under the skin.

Jin Cheng's words were like needles, pierced with pitiless pimples.

"What do you know? You are just a thief who breaks through empty doors. People like
you don't understand anything."

Hearing her words, Jin Cheng understood the player's position in this copy, which
turned out to be a thief. God **** a thief, I'm not happy to be a thief yet.

"The thief also said, Miss. If you let us go, we will not tell what we found here. But if you
have to put the fire on, you will burn us to death, will you burn the scissors? My
companion will come to us, and the truth will always come to light."

The lady gritted her teeth and sneered, "But by that day, you will have become dead
bones."

"It's okay to break the dead net, but--" Jin Cheng asked again, "Do you really want to
see her again? She is in this house. You killed her, and now you have to kill her again,
really. Do you have to go?"

"What did you say?" Miss couldn't believe it.

"I said she was here, looking at you, and you, her dear daughter, had to kill her a
second time."

"This is impossible!"

"She has beautiful apricot eyes, just like you, right? She is dead and the door is locked.
I can't see her. You can also say that I have seen her picture, but the picture will not tell
me, She was wearing white clothes when she died, and there was blood on her chest."
"Shut up, you shut up!" Miss is going crazy. How could she believe that there are ghosts
in this world, but when she couldn't help looking at the window on the second floor, she
seemed to really see ghosts standing there.

She knew it was her imagination and it was fake, but her brain couldn't control her
panic, and a scene many years ago was repeated in front of her eyes.

blood.

There was blood everywhere on her hand, which could not be wiped away. The golden
scissors fell to the ground, and with a clatter, the woman on the bed moaned painfully,
gradually losing her breath.

The memories were tormenting her, and the nerves came with dull pain, making her
crazy. "She is not worthy of my mother. If it were not for her, nothing would happen!"

Jin Cheng's expression became more and more indifferent, as if a spectator with arms
folded, "Oh, but she gave birth to you, she is your mother."

"But her heart is only her love, she wants love, her father wants love, they all love, but
they don't love me." The lady said, looking up at the dark sky and the more bleak moon,
the madness gradually changed Cheng murmured, "They didn't choose me at the end."

Foolish men complain to women, die with love and love, but leave the pain to others.

Jin Cheng looked at her fragile appearance, and Yu Guang could not help glancing at
Tang Cuo. In fact, in his short life of more than thirty years, he never felt that love is
great.

Since it is a personal feeling, it is not a big deal. Happiness and pain are all yours. You
only serve yourself and have nothing to do with others. But beauty is beautiful, and pain
can sometimes be beautiful, just like a broken heart spills on the ground.

Thinking of this, Jin Cheng suddenly found that he really can think of Tang Cuo's love
syndrome no matter what.
But he hasn't started falling in love yet.

What is love?

How influential.

"Cough." Tang Cuo was uncomfortable staring at him, and he went to the window and
interrupted his gaze. The lady outside the house still kept the action just now, just like
freezing, Tang Cuo was not interested in discussing love with others, and immediately
asked, "Who does Lin Wan love in the end? Does she love Mochizuki?"

The lady looked at him now, tilted her head, and smiled, "Yeah. She doesn't love
anyone well, it's him who prefers it. If you can't help it, you will ruin people."

"Little uncle is a good person."

She paused and said, "I lived in the place where he lived when he lived abroad these
years, and met his attending doctor. The doctor told me that if he doesn't insist on
returning home, he can still live for ten years."

When she said these words, although the young lady looked at them, her eyes did not
fall into place, more like muttering to herself.

"He is a radio expert."

The words fell, and the lady fell into a long silence, and on the second floor of the
mansion, a woman's wailing and wailing cry came. The remorse, pain, and despair
intermingled in it is like a thousand needles piercing the heart of a person, densely
packed.

Tang Cuo took a deep breath and stared at the young lady, continuing to ask, "Which
one in the attic? What role did he play?"

"I do not know."

"I really do not know."

The lady also squatted down painfully, holding her head, and finally cried fragilely and
helplessly. Maybe she really knows, but just doesn't want to say, maybe she doesn't
know, and she doesn't want to pursue.

Everyone is dead, only her is left, and what is the point of investigating.

Inside and outside the mansion, only the cry of people and ghosts left, echoing each
other across the Yin and Yang realms.

Qi Hui could not digest the corner of the truth revealed by the young lady for a while,
Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng were still thinking, but one thing is certain-at least the young
lady will not rush to set fire now.

This evasion, only after twelve o'clock, went back to 1926 to call.

At this time there is a final forty-three minutes from twelve o'clock.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng returned to the second floor again, intending to search the
second floor again. Thanks to Miss To, the lady may have been irritated, and I did not
know where to hide, but did not appear again.

The corpse ghost is still there, but he will not take the initiative to attack if he is not close
to his area.

"The keys to the door of the lady and lady's room have not been found, and the piano
room has not yet been opened." Jin Cheng said as he walked.

"I'm thinking about a question now. Since Yu Wangyue is a good one, why would he
stay in this house after his death and play a weird music every night." Tang Cuo said.

"Do you think this has a special intention?"

"Maybe."

The two turned around on the second floor and reached the stairs leading to the attic,
but did not go up. Jin Cheng looked at the half-covered attic door with his arms, and
slowly said, "I suddenly thought of a way, maybe I could get the key from the waist of
the lady."

Tang Cuo asked "what?"

Jin Cheng sold a pass and smiled and said, "You will know later."

About ten minutes later, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo returned to the living room. Qi Hui
was still here, and when they saw the two coming, they quickly gave up their positions
in front of the French window.

Jin Cheng took out a crumpled and dusty letter from his pocket, and waved at the lady
outside the house, saying, "We just went up and found it again, and found a letter left by
your uncle. I want to read it. ?"

Miss Huo Ran looked up.

Jin Cheng went on to say, "I can't look at you, but since you just wanted to set fire to us,
you have to exchange something. How about the key around your waist?"

Wen Yan said, the lady subconsciously held the key, "Do you think this is the key to the
gate?"

Jin Cheng spread his hand, "Gamble, can you change it?"

"How do I know if you lied to me?"

"I said it was a gamble, but if you want to verify it, I can also get you a closer look."

Jin Cheng behaved so arrogantly, and called the young lady for a moment to make up
her mind. After a while, she finally stepped closer and saw the letter held by Jin Cheng
in her hand.

The moonlight was dim and the lights were dim, and she couldn't read the contents of
the letter very well, but the handwriting really resembled the little uncle's.
Jin Cheng quickly withdrew the letter again and asked, "If you don't change it, I'll burn it
if you don't change it. I don't know what Mochizuki is about, and it's no use keeping me."

The lady hesitated, holding the key in her palm, and slowly making no decision.

Tang Cuo waited quietly, Yu Guang glanced at the clock on the living room wall, the time
passed by one minute and one second, and the last nineteen minutes before twelve
o'clock.

"I change." Teana finally sounded.

Jin Cheng repented temporarily, "Late, unless you answer me another question."

Since the lady agreed, she would not be able to give up at this time, gritting her teeth,
"What's the problem?"

Jin Cheng "In what year did your parents get married?"

Miss "Ah?"

What the **** is this?

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"In 1916, my parents got married in 1916."

The key inserted by the young lady from the door slot matches the keyhole of the piano
room, and there is a final eleven minutes before twelve o'clock. Tang Cuo and Jin
Cheng did not dare to delay, and rushed to the second floor quickly, regardless of the
reaction of the lady after receiving the letter.

Qi Hui couldn't keep up with their speed, so he had to stay in the living room, wait for
the sound of the twelve o'clock, and then cross with them to 1916.

The second floor.

In the empty piano room, only one piano was bathed alone in the bleak moonlight.
There are several obvious fingerprints on its keys, which proves that the lady must have
come in.

The piano stool can be opened, and Tang Cuo finds another key from the stool.

But beyond that, there is really nothing in the piano room, let alone twelve movements.
The two walked all corners of the piano room, slapping the walls, and did not find any
secret rooms or trigger any plot.

"If the twelve movements are not here, where will they be?" Jin Cheng said.

"Go to open the door first." Tang Cuo made a decisive decision, and the two returned to
the hallway, using the key in the piano stool to open the door of the wife and lady.

It was at this moment that an angry cry from the lady came downstairs, "You cheated
me!"

The letter was forged by Jin Cheng, and the handwriting looks like it is from afar, but it
seems to be hasty, and the effect of being old is not good. The fooled lady was naturally
furious, so Qi Hui's exclaimation followed in the ears of the two.

"She started to set fire! A big fire, it burned!"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at each other, and the eyes were the same calm. With
a few minutes left, the young lady was going to burn and burn, but when the time came,
they patted their **** and left.

Continue to open the door, it was the lady's room that was opened.

This is a boudoir of a big girl with a very obvious style. It's a western style, and there are
two worn dolls wearing princess dresses on the bed.

Tang Cuo saw the doll, a common element in horror movies, and took it apart without
saying a word. Jin Cheng heard a crisp tear of cloth and felt a toothache.

Tang Cuo can ignore him and start the crazy disassembly mode. In just five minutes, the
lady’s boudoir turned into a garbage collection bin, and the horror atmosphere
disappeared.

He will also despise Jin Cheng's efficiency.

"Did you find anything?"

"No."

"."

"Are you just scorning me?"

Let me reiterate that we haven’t started to fall in love yet, and you just despise me, it’s
impossible.

Tang Cuo didn't want to talk to him. After tearing the doll, he found a small bamboo
basket from the dresser drawer. Various lace hair bands and rags are placed in the
bamboo basket, as well as sewing kits. If you put in the small golden scissors found in
the fireplace, it happens to be a set.

This is probably one of the evidences that the lady killed the lady. If the player cannot
get the answer from the lady, then this is the proof.
There is also a safe in the lady's room, hidden in her closet, with a six-digit password.

In the last two minutes, Tangcuo moved fast, and his brain turned fast. He entered the
password 180206 with his fingers. Because in the diary of Wangnian, he records like
this

February 6, 1920

The 2-year-old naughty boy will be called dad.

I prepared the best gift for her and stored it in a private safe at Jincheng Bank, which I
would take out when she was eighteen.

Take a bet, February 6 is the birthday of the young lady, push forward two years, it is
February 6, 1918.

"Click." The safe opened.

"It's too late, hurry." Jin Cheng's reminder also sounded, Tang Cuo couldn't look at it, he
took away the contents of the safe, and then returned to Qin Cheng with Jin Cheng.

They also wanted to see the changes in the piano room at twelve o'clock.

The second step into the piano room, "clang!" The bell in the living room sounded as
scheduled. The two looked at the piano together and saw Yu Wangyue's ghost standing
in front of the piano, but did not sit down and play.

There is no change in the unattended piano, and naturally no piano sound is heard.

Tang Cuo couldn't help frowning. At this time, Yu Mochizuki just turned his head, and he
saw Yu Mochizuki's sight, and saw the attic guest coming through the wall.

The two ghosts stared at each other, and Yu Mochizuki suddenly backed away a little,
giving up the position in front of the piano.

This is interesting.
Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo didn't dare to bother with noise, so they leaned on the door
and looked at it. At this time Qi Hui also ran up because of the fire on the first floor,
appeared panting at the door and was stopped by Jin Cheng's hand.

"Hush."

Qi Hui quickly stopped, and the atmosphere didn't dare to come out.

The guest in the attic of the cabin finally came to the piano and raised his hand to
caress on the piano, his eyes deep and complicated. The fire had spread, and the
flames protruded through the gaps in the windows, as if to burn all the moonlight, and
heat waves gradually came from the corridor.

Amidst the crackling sound, this old abandoned mansion, which was in disrepair, finally
made an overwhelming sound. The glass shattered, the beam collapsed, and the
destruction was only a momentary thing.

The light of the fire in the attic guest's eyes was uncertain. He looked at and looked at it,
as if thinking of the distant past. For a long time, he finally sat in front of the piano,
raised his hand, and pressed the first note.

"Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows", a strange and brisk tune, carried by the heat wave
throughout the house in the increasingly vigorous fire, and then upward, continuously
upward, until the bleak moon on.

By this time, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng had left in a hurry, but Ren waved like a wave
and the fire was raging, and the two focused on the attic guests playing the piano.

He played very forgetful, his expression painful and happy. Although the song is
strange, but with his expression and the old house in the fire, it is particularly suitable.

Looking back, the lady, the corpse ghost, the housekeeper, the maidservant and the
maid all gathered here because of the fire, and the last one appeared was Yu Wangian.
The ghosts didn't fight each other anymore. They seemed to know that everything was
going to end, their expressions or grief or relief, and their complexity was mixed. Yu
Wangnian and his wife faced each other across the ghosts, but they did not say a word.

1926.

The moment the music came to an end, Jin Cheng, Tang Cuo, and Qi Hui came here,
and began to pull away cocoons while walking downstairs in the living room.

Jin Cheng "In this copy, the No. 6 movement has been incorporated into the story as a
part of the plot. It must have its own source. Originally we thought this song was
Mochizuki, but now it seems that it lives in the attic Customer, otherwise why Yu
Wangyue should let him play at the end?"

Tang Cuo quickly walked up the stairs. "Yes, maybe this song was written by the attic
guest. Playing it every night after Mochizuki's death is a reminder."

There is another very important reason for Tang Cuo to make this judgment-from the
known information, Yu Wangyue is indeed a good person.

He is ill and has a wealthy family. He can live for ten years relying on medical treatment
abroad, but he still chooses to return home because he is a radio expert. He went
abroad to learn advanced technology, and he must return to China to use it where it is
needed. This is his ambition.

The big-hearted person seldom confined himself to Hou Zhai's indulgence, just like
Mochizuki, even if he is a ghost, he is still peaceful. Such a person is too out of sync
with the music of "Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows".

Of course, these are just speculations at present, and the first thing they do is call.

There was no player in 1926, so the time was reset, and the three quickly found the
phone book, flipped to the bank number, and broadcasted it smoothly.
While waiting for connection, Qi Hui stared nervously at the microphone and thumped
his heart. When he was going through time and space, he actually wanted to find Zhou
Dahai, but he didn't dare to say.

Jin Cheng felt terrible. He always stared at him suddenly, making Qi Hui very worried
about his life.

"Hello, this is Jincheng Bank. What can I do for you?" Suddenly, there was a sweet
female voice on the phone.

It really worked!

Qi Hui looked at Jin Cheng excitedly, Jin Cheng kept smiling and said, "Hello, my
surname is Yu. I saved something in the private safe of your bank a few years ago, and
now I want to take it out in advance. What are the procedures?"

"What's the counter number?"

"062."

"Please wait."

After a while, there was a reply there, "Mr. Yu, after verification, the contents of your
safe have been taken out a week ago, and it is your housekeeper who has gone
through the formalities."

"He took out a box, right?"

"Sorry, I can't answer it for you."

Jin Cheng then asked a few more questions, but the other party couldn't answer them
and had to hang up. He looked back at Tang Cuo, Tang Cuo thought about it, "If the
housekeeper took the thing a week ago, then this thing should still be here. Since the
system has arranged this plot and this phone can be connected, It makes no sense to
find it.
Qi Hui wondered, "But haven't we already searched all over here?"

"No." Tang Cuo was decisive. "We have the key to the lady's room and the piano room
again."

Without further ado, the three quickly returned to the second floor.

It was still a separate operation. Jin Cheng took the key of the piano room to evade the
two ghosts. Tang Cuobian and Qi Hui went to open the door of Miss. The lady's room
looked similar to that of 1936. Tang Cuo had a clear goal—open the safe first.

The password of the safe did not change, and Tang Cuo took out the contents and
placed them on the ground. Then put the things in the safe brought back from 1936 in
the same way.

They are a box of jewelry, a picture and a picture, and some small children's toys. The
only difference between the two safes in time and space is the addition of a diary in
1926.

It seems that Yu Wangnian and Miss, the father and daughter, have the same diary
keeping habits.

The diary of 1936 should have been taken away by the lady herself, and the one of
1926, because it was kept in a safe, was relatively well preserved.

Opening the diary, the child's crooked handwriting jumped on the paper.

Tang Cuo looked at it from the beginning. The original date was September 8, 1923,
which was very close to Mochizuki’s death date, only two and a half months apart.

September 8, 1923

Uncle gave me a pen!

Starting from this article, the next dozen pages simply record the weather and food of
the day. At this time, the young lady was only five years old. Although she was born in a
big family and had a long literacy, there were still many typos. Some words could not be
written, so she used stick figures instead.

About a month later, the contents of the diary changed.

October 11, 1923

He likes the new teacher, his mother likes him too, he is very happy.

November 9, 1923

The mother is always with the teacher.

November 11, 1923

My mother was in the piano room again today. She said that she also wanted to learn
piano. You can learn with her mother. I am very happy.

November 13, 1923

My mother is so weird, she always looks at my teacher in a daze, not even looking at
her.

November 17, 1923

The mother said that she should not tell her father about her frequent visits to the piano
room. Why?

November 26, 1923

Uncle has been taking medicine, and he doesn't recognize the words on the bottle. It's
strange that he looks like a little tadpole. My father said that my grandfather had the
same disease. It was the human heart that was sick, but why did the heart get sick?
When the naughty man sees his uncle taking medicine, his heart hurts too. Is the
naughty sick?

December 15, 1923

Father and mother quarreled, I secretly saw it. But she is clearly a teacher with her
mother every day. Why does the mother say that she is an uncle? They don’t
understand. They are a bit like them, but they are all clear.

Uncle covered his eyes, he said don’t look at them, don’t be afraid.

He is not afraid.

December 16, 1923

My teacher was gone, I asked my father, who said he was gone.

December 17, 1923

My uncle was gone, and my father said that he also left. What does it mean to leave?
He doesn't understand.

December 18, 1923

My mother is ill, she is going to drink very bitter and very bitter medicine, and she is very
distressed.

December 20, 1923

Mother has been crying, is the medicine too bitter? The mother-in-law gave her candy,
but her mother did not.

December 25, 1923

There is a piano sound in the middle of the night, and he is afraid

December 26, 1923

Frightened

December 27, 1923

The boy wants to sleep with his mother, but the mother has been crying, and the boy is
very scared

December 28, 1923

Unhappy, uncle

...

In the following content, "mother crying" and "fear of fear" appear alternately. Although
there are only a few words on each page, for a child, that may be all her life.

The new piano teacher should be an attic guest. During the teaching process, he had a
private relationship with his wife. But why is this involved in Mochizuki?

Tang Cuo suddenly remembered what the young lady said, and his wife liked Yu
Wangyue. She couldn't love it, so she saw someone who was very similar to Yu
Mochizuki, was there empathy?

The last thing came to light, she again hated Yu Wangyue to keep her lover because of
love and hatred?

This is very similar to Jin Cheng's "substitute theory", but the diary of November 26 can
be used as evidence for "illegitimate child", because the young lady drew the tadpole
text on the medicine bottle next to her. .

Grandpa has the same disease, and the heart is sick, that is, genetic heart disease.

Bastards, avatars, Yu Mochizuki, and mid-night piano sounds, from the initial victim to
the final annihilation, all connected in series, Tang Cuo suddenly had a version
completely different from the love story of a man who complained to a girl.

What if all this is a carefully planned conspiracy?

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While Tang Cuo was studying the diary, Jin Cheng came over. While guarding against
the ghost of his wife who might appear at any time, he said, "There is nothing in the
piano room and no keys."

That being said, the key to the lady's room can only be obtained in 1936. This copy is
interlocking, and no one can do without it, which is too unfriendly for players.

At this time, Tang Cuo finally saw several useful messages.

June 4, 1924

I saw blood in the bathroom on the second floor.

I asked my father, who said that Dr. Lin had also left, and he changed another doctor for
his mother.

June 9, 1924

I have nightmares again.

He is afraid, uncle.

July 11, 1924

I finally stole the key to the attic, but inside was my teacher, not my uncle.

I didn't tell my mother.

Next is the last one, half a year later.

March 4, 1925

He never saw his uncle again.

The diary came to an abrupt end, but everyone knows that the young lady has lived
here for almost a year. What motivated her to pick up the pair of scissors no longer
needs to be investigated, because when a child looks at the world with innocent eyes,
what kind of shadow the world will cast in her heart, there is no doubt .

The only thing that made Tang Cuo curious was Dr. Lin.

Tang Cuo didn't know his identity. He only regarded him as an unlucky ordinary guest
who accidentally broke the secret, but he would be different if he was a doctor.

This doctor Lin is still treating Lin Wan. Did Lin Wan take the poisonous medicine from
his hands? If it is, he must know something about the mansion, maybe Yu's family
doctor, and he was killed, not just because he broke his personal affair.

"Yu Wangnian really wanted to hide, perhaps not Lin Wan's personal affair, but his
brother's death." Tang Cuo said.

"This is also possible." Jin Cheng touched his chin. "Lin Wan's personal feelings are
known to all the people in the mansion, but Yu Mochizuki's death was concealed."

Tang Cuo said, "On December 17, the young lady said that her uncle was gone, which
shows that he was locked up on this day. Just one week later, on December 25, Yu
Wangyue died. Such a short time, plus There is no trauma to him, and it is most likely
that he died of a heart attack. That is to say, it may have been Yu Wannian’s act of
locking him up, which unfortunately led to his death."
Jin Cheng "Yu Wangnian just wanted to punish him slightly, he didn't want his brother to
die at all, so he would feel guilty, because he couldn't accept his brother's death, and
even saved the body, let no one know, and constantly tortured himself, also Torment Lin
Wan?"

"In this way, your theory of avatars will make sense completely." Tang Cuo put down his
diary. "In the first half of the story, Lin Wan regarded the attic guest as the substitute for
Mochizuki. The second half of the story, Yuwangian He is also regarded as a substitute
for Mochizuki, he is a substitute from beginning to end, and never has his own name."

Jin Cheng continued with his words, "The most interesting thing is that the first Lin Wan
who used him as a substitute didn't know the second half of the story, she regarded this
substitute as the real Yu Wangyue."

Qi Hui listened to them sing one at a time, and the water in his head shook too much
and almost evaporated. Just then, the ghost of his wife appeared again, and Jin Cheng
sprinkled out the incense ash with her hand, and started to fight again.

Tang Cuo continued to search because the gift the housekeeper had taken from the
bank had not been found.

But Miss's room and piano room have been searched, and other rooms have been
searched more than once in different time and space. Is it true that the gift is not
something special, so it was ignored?

Or is the gift in the room of the only lady who has not yet opened?

But the butler just got things back a week ago, and it may exist only in 1926 and 1936.
And there is Rong Yi in this copy, they can't delay too long, they must go to 1916 when
twelve o'clock arrives.

Time passed by one minute and one second, Tang Cuo's brows gradually rose, and Qi
Hui was even more anxious. He finally dared to call Zhou Dahai with Tang Cuo and
asked him about the situation there.
Zhou Dahai was in 1923, but his time there had passed twelve o'clock. He could only
wait for the dawn when he traversed the past, and he would expose his current position
to Rong Yi. But there may be some important clues left out in 1923, they can only find
Zhou Dahai without going by.

Qi Hui thought of this, so he looked at Tang Cuo with anticipation, hoping he could
agree.

Tang Cuo looked at him for a few seconds before saying, "Don't say anything extra, just
follow my instructions."

Qi Hui focused on the head.

A short time later, the phone was connected, and Zhou Haihai's anxious and happy
voice came out from the phone, "A Hui is you?! How is your situation? I'm here at four
o'clock in the morning, and it will be dawning soon, How to do!"

Hearing the words, the big rock in Qi Hui's heart couldn't help but heavier.

It was more than four hours before twelve o'clock in 1926. When they passed by, Zhou
Haihai had already dawned. With such a thought, Zhou Dahai will definitely die. Once
Zhou Dahai dies, the time in 1923 will be reset, and Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng will pass
without any hindrance.

But Tang Cuo still promised Qi Hui to call now, which finally made Qi Hui feel a little
warm in his heart.

At this time, Tang Cuo took out paper and pen and wrote what he wanted Qi Hui to ask.
Qi Hui saw it and looked at him in amazement, only to see him calmly.

Too late to think about it, Qi Hui quickly read the words on the paper, "Ocean, don’t
worry, listen to me carefully. We can’t pass now, nor can we clear customs in an hour or
two, you want to avoid the dawn There is only one way-get Rongyi to help."

Zhou Dahai "How is this possible, how can he help me!"

Qi Hui "It depends on what key information you have in your hands."

Zhou Dahai "This...I, I--"

Qi Hui "Don't rush to say it first."

At the end of the speech, Qi Hui cleared his throat and said, "Rong Yi, are you
listening? You haven't found the key to customs clearance, right? There are also twelve
movements, you don't know the twelve movements, even if the customs clearance is
meaningless. We How about another deal?"

There was no answer over the phone.

Zhou Dahai wanted to talk several times, but he also knew that this was his only chance
and he didn't dare to interrupt. Qi Hui continued to shout, but Yu Guang kept paying
attention to Tang Cuo, as if seeing him so calm, he could calm himself down.

So I kept shouting for ten minutes. When Zhou Haihai was desperate, Rong Yi finally
appeared.

"What about Jin Cheng?"

Qi Hui looked at Tang Cuo subconsciously, Tang Cuo was expressionless, and his black
and white eyes looked at him so straight, as if he wanted to look into his heart and see
through everything.

"No Jin Cheng." Qi Hui gritted his teeth. "This is a deal between me and the sea and
you. We have to live."

When the words fell, Tangcuo raised the pen and continued to write.

Rong Yi seemed to be a little surprised, and he replied "What do you want to trade?"

Qi Hui "We can give you some information to help you adjust the time to twelve o'clock
for the sea."

Rong Yi "What information can you give me?"

Qi Hui "Qin Fang, you haven't opened the Qin Fang, are you?"

Rong Yi did not answer, and at this time, Jin Cheng also came. He and Tang Cuo were
standing away from the phone and whispering. The two were close together, and even
Qi Hui didn't hear what they were talking about.

When Rong Yi spoke again, Tang Cuo's instructions also came.

"I promise you."

"Okay. But you have to adjust the time for the sea first, and wait until the time on his
side has changed. I will tell you the information."

"Are you sure you are qualified to tell me the conditions?"

"It's because I'm not qualified, so I have to talk about it. If the information I gave you is
fake, you can kill both of us easily, but if you take the information and regret it, we have
no way."

When he said this, Qi Hui's palms were sweating, fearing that an accidentally angering
the big brother would provoke himself to kill himself.

Rong Yi was silent, but he was not angry. Tang Cuo dares to let Qi Hui say this, that is,
Rong Yi's character has been accurately figured out. Rong Yi can be vulgar and can use
means, but that is a normal contest in the copy, he is already a very good tempered
person in area a.

Even better than Lin Yandong, who looks polite.

If any one of the lunatics Miao Qi or Leng Miao, Yao Qing and others are here, Qi Hui
said that it is looking for death.

Rong Yi finally agreed to Qi Hui's conditions and helped Zhou Dahai adjust the time in
just ten minutes. Qi Hui revealed the scissors and the key to the lady's waist to Rong Yi.
Rong Yi knew that the young lady had a key in her waist, but he failed to prevent the
young lady from setting fire. She kept adjusting the time to avoid the fire. Naturally, she
did not get the key. He heard Qi Hui say that, and he believed seven points in his heart.

When the two parties hung up the phone, Qi Hui was so excited that his tears almost fell
off. He looked more grateful to Tang Cuo. Although Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng didn't say
anything, they equivalently gave up their intelligence and completed Zhou Dahai.

Nice guy!

Big good guy!

Qi Hui was ashamed of his previous fears and suspicions, and thanked him again and
again. Tang Cuo was indifferent. His eyes were fixed on the clock in the living room, still
whispering with Jin Cheng.

About 20 minutes later, Tang Cuo looked at the phone again, "Now, call Zhou Dahai
again."

Qi Hui has completely convinced him, what he said is what. The phone was connected
quickly, and Zhou Dahai over there was also excited. The tone was full of happiness for
the rest of the life.

"Ocean, what else did you find in 1923, say it quickly. There must be no omissions, our
time is running out." Qi Hui urged.

Zhou Dahai is also unambiguous, "I have re-examined the basement and found traces
of who was escorted in the basement. There seems to be a small bed in the corner, and
there are still drag marks on the foot of the bed, and there is hair on the ground, it looks
not like It fell from Mochizuki's body."

Upon hearing this, Tang Cuo immediately said, "You ask him if he has curly hair that is
slightly longer than his short hair."

Qi Hui asked, and Zhou Dahai gave a positive answer.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at each other, and the answer was obvious. It was the
attic guest who was locked in the basement. On December 16, the attic guest was
locked in the basement; on the 17th, Yu Wangyue was locked in the attic. At this time,
Yu Wangnian was stimulated by his wife's derailment, but he was not mad enough to
kill, he just shut them up.

One week later, on the 25th, Yu Mochizuki died and Yu Wangnian changed the position
of the two.

That compartment Zhou Dahai said, "There are some traces of writing on the walls of
the basement, but they are very pale and very pale, and they are hardly visible. I can
see my eyes are blind, and I can only see some lines I don’t know anything about it. It
was supposed to be red. It was written a few years ago."

line? Is it a sheet music?

On the other side, 1936.

Rong Yi adjusted the time and met the young lady across the floor-to-ceiling glass
window. According to the clues given by Qi Hui, he successfully got the scissors to
catch up with the young lady, but because the acting was not enough, and the ability to
flicker needs to be strengthened, the process was not as smooth as Jin Cheng.

The lady either refused to exchange the keys with him, or directly set fire to rage, Rong
Yi had to pour time back again and again, and went over from the beginning.

Adjustable time is not uncontrolled, too many times, Rong Yi also needs to pay a great
price. If he exceeds the original limit, he is weakened too much, and then meet Jin
Cheng later, only to admit defeat.

Drops of sweat slid down Rong Yi's temples, the phone rang, and he was too late to
answer.

Tang Cuo hit this abacus. There are no twelve movements in the piano room. Leaving
this news will not lose fundamental interests, but it can temporarily hold Rong Yi down.
Even if Rong Yi entered the piano room smoothly and got the key to the lady's room, it
would have to go back to 1926 to get the diary. And if you want to make a bank call, you
have to be in 1926.

It depends on whether he has the guts to come here.

"Are you sure Rong Yi's time manipulation is limited?" He looked at Jin Cheng.

"Of course." Jin Cheng kept smiling. "Do you know Rong Yi has a famous motto?"

"?"

"Rong Yi, I'm not easy to live."

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Twelve o'clock in 1926, and the last two hours, Tang Cuo still couldn't find the gift the
housekeeper brought back from the bank.

The three returned to the phone.

Qi Hui thought positively, "After all, why should the housekeeper take out the gift in
advance? Is Yu Wangnian instructing him to do this?"

Jin Cheng leaned his arms on the flower stand and saw him getting more and more
upright, "Go on."
Qi Hui, "Has Yu Wangnian expected the tragedy to come? Everyone has lived together
in the mansion for so long, and his spirit is about to collapse to the limit. He may be
aware of any signs, so he took out the gift in advance. Give your daughter, it’s like, just
like taking care of the aftermath?"

This is not without reason.

Judging from the performance of various ghosts, the wife was killed by her own
daughter and was taking medicine before death. But the most terrible Yu Wangnian was
on the same level as the imp, which shows that he was generally resentful when he
died. He may have really expected the ending of the mansion.

For Yu Wangnian, is this not a relief? The younger brother was killed indirectly by him,
and the wife died. All love and guilt and regret will disappear because of death.

It can be said that the present is still unknown.

Tang Cuo went to the house of the housekeeper and the young lady again, and then to
the study room of Yu Wang Nian, almost peeling off the walls of all the rooms, and
found no clue.

Where is it missing?

Tang Cuo finally stood in Yu Wangyue's room and pondered. The door was open. From
here, he could see his wife's room from afar, but where would the gift be?

Madam's room couldn't be opened. Most of the keys were in the last space and time.
Do you want to go to that space and time to get the key and come back to open the
door?

Miss took the diary in 1936, mostly for the information of the gift recorded in the diary.
She did not know that the gift had been taken out in advance.

It can be seen that the gift has not been delivered to her.
If the housekeeper goes to the bank to pick up the things, it is very likely that the things
will still be kept by the housekeeper. Where will he put them? Such an important thing...

Tang Cuo looked at his wife's room again.

Qi Hui was standing on the necessary path from the living room to the kitchen, and saw
Tang Cuo almost sliding down on the handrail of the stairs, and quickly let go. Then he
followed up again, "Brother Tang, what's wrong??"

Tang Cuo said concisely, "The password box."

The lockbox for medicine.

In 1924, Tang Cuo found a metal box with a combination lock in the kitchen, which
contained his wife's medicine. He opened it and set it aside because there was nothing
to notice about a medicine box.

He ignored it subconsciously.

But what if the contents of this box had changed in 1926?

Soon, Tangcuo found the box in its original location and tried it with the password that
was opened for the first time.

Qi Hui was excited, "The password was changed, and the contents must be changed!"

Tang Cuo did not answer, and intently cracked the password. He first tried it on the
birthday of the young lady and couldn't open it, and then tried the date to get the gift
back, but he still couldn't open it.

Jin Cheng didn't know where to shake it, leaning against the door and saying, "Since it's
an 18-year-old gift, I may still want my daughter to be opened at the age of 18 in
Wannian. You try that day."

This is really a wonderful idea.

The birthday of the young lady was February 6, 1918. At the age of eighteen, it was
February 6, 1936. Tang Cuo entered "360206" with a temporary mentality, but did not
expect to succeed.

Qi Hui was dumbfounded.

Tang Cuo also remained silent for two seconds, opening the box calmly at any time, and
took out a music box from the inside. The music box is very heavy, made of sterling
silver, inlaid with dozens of red and blue gemstones and crystals, which is expensive.

There is a card underneath, and a pen is written on it-Love your father, Yu Wangnian.

Tang Cuo opened the music box and wound it up, but no music came out, so Tang Cuo
decided to take it down.

Qi Hui felt that this was too fierce, and could not help asking, "Does it matter? Can it be
put back after being disassembled?"

Tang Cuo didn't speak, but just looked up at Jin Cheng and blinked.

Jin Cheng felt that he was cute, and he was suddenly stunned. "Take it apart, I will
pretend to you."

Tang Cuosi glanced at Qi Hui, then lowered his head and continued to dismantle the
music box. Qi Hui felt strange. There was something wrong, but he couldn't tell what
was wrong.

In short weird, and I feel that I have more than one.

Five minutes later, the music box has become a scattered pile of parts. Tang Cuopan
sat on the ground and tinkered, and Jin Cheng squatted in front of him with his chin.

When Tang Cuo finally determined that there was nothing hidden in the music box, he
pushed the parts in front of Jin Cheng, and Jin Cheng had no choice but to install it for
him.
The two did not say a word during the whole journey, but the naturally flowing tacit
agreement persuaded Qi Hui to be ten meters away, keeping the phone alone and
lonely.

More lonely and lonelier than him was Rong Yi in 1936. He was not only lonely but also
exhausted. These nc of 1936 really ran away if they didn't move, and set fire when they
didn't move. Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo were golden partners. With two brains and two
skills, he had only one person and was tired of coping.

He finally got the key, and racked his brain to open the safe in the lady's room. After
contacting the clues he got before, he knew that he had to go back to 1926, but he was
hesitant to think of Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo in 1926.

At this time, the disadvantage is too great.

After thinking about it, Rong Yi had a decision. The last time to adjust the time, the
piano sounded at twelve o'clock, Rong Yi's figure disappeared in 1936 instantly.

On the other side, Tang Cuo collected the music box and began to organize the final
clues with Jin Cheng. Only the last time and space are left, and the general appearance
of the story has come out, and it can save the next time by sorting it out more clearly.

Presumably Rong Yi has mastered most of the clues, so now the most important thing is
to grab time.

More than an hour later, at twelve o'clock, the three of them successfully crossed to
1916.

The 1916's Yu Mansion is a slightly different place from other space-time Yu Mansion. It
is spacious and bright, all lights are on, and there are no reinforced railings outside the
windows. Many sweets were placed on the coffee table in the living room, and the word
"Xi" was posted on the door.
Suddenly switching from the haunted house to the mansion with clear windows, Qi Hui
was in a trance for a moment. Fortunately, Tangcuo quickly pulled him back to
reality-"find the body."

Qi Hui's eyes widened, "corpse?"

"There are homicides in every time and space, and of course there is no exception
here." Tang Cuo explained briefly, turned and walked to the basement. He walked fast,
opened the closet, went down the stairs, and got it all in one go.

But he was blocked by the basement door because the keys did not match.

Jin Cheng bent over and looked carefully at the keyhole. "The lock was changed. This is
not the lock that came later."

Tang Cuo also keenly smelled the **** smell coming from the basement and asked Jin
Cheng to come to the glazed lamp and looked in through the half-finger wide door slit.
Qi Hui also leaned over to look at it, but fell to the ground in shock at the first sight.

"Eye! Someone, there is one eye looking at me!!!" Qi Hui was shocked and gasped. It
was really terrible. The eye in the door slit was staring and covered with bloodshot eyes,
as if the eyeballs were about to pop out of it. It was like, as if someone was trying to
figure it out in the door slit.

Tang Cuo was not scared, but his face was condensed, "It's the player."

Qi Hui stunned.

Tang Cuo turned back, "Look at it again."

What does this mean?

Qi Hui didn't understand it for a while, or refused to understand it, but Tang Cuo had
moved away from him, and he could only stand up and watch, his heart beating like a
beat.
"Meng, Meng Ping?" Qi Hui finally recognized each other when he saw the mole in the
corner of the man's eyes. He shouted the name in disbelief, and immediately fell into
madness, "Meng Ping? What's wrong with you, Meng Ping? You answer me!"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng did not speak, quietly waiting for Qi Hui to vent, accepting the
fact that Meng Ping was dead.

"Why? Why is this? Why did he quietly die here?" Qi Hui clutched his hair, although his
emotions had gradually stabilized, he still collapsed.

"There are six players in the copy, you, me, Tangcuo, Zhou Haihai, Rongyi, there are
only five people, of course there is the sixth one. He is not in the time and space before
us, he can only be here, but he is from beginning to end No phone calls have been
answered," Jin Cheng said.

Tang Cuo continued, "There is no response. Unless he is as strong as Rong Yi, he is

trapped. And it has been more than ten hours since we entered the copy. It is dawn, and
he will definitely die."

After hearing this, Qi Hui couldn't understand it, he just couldn't accept it for a while. If
Meng Ping was unfortunately killed in the process of hitting the boss, it is better to
accept some, but he is now clearly alive and trapped inside!

How desperate and collapsed he should have been when he died. When the phone
rang so many times, he couldn't pass out his call for help once. Qi Hui couldn't even
imagine the scene.

"There should be corpses inside." Tang Cuo dropped another bombshell.

"How to say?" Jin Cheng asked.

"Every time and space starts with death. The death is nc, not the player. Meng Ping just
died here. But the time point of 1916 is before and after the wedding. There are dead
people on such a lively and festive day. If you are the master, what will you do? do?"
"Temporarily hide the past?"

Tang Cuo nodded.

If you want to hide the past, you have to hide the body. In the mansion is suitable for
hiding corpses, except the attic is the basement. Ordinary guests will definitely not go to
these two places.

In view of Zhou Dahai said, there are traces of something painted on the walls of the
basement, so there must be some stories hidden in the basement. This is why Tangcuo
tends to have his body in the basement.

The two immediately went to the attic to confirm that the attic in 1916 was not locked at
all, and the door was full of debris. There is no housekeeper's keychain in this
space-time, but different contents are recorded on his blackboard.

Preparation at six

7 o'clock breakfast

At nine o'clock to send the second young master to leave

Lunch at twelve

Three o'clock afternoon tea

Six o'clock dinner

Clean up debris at nine

It's a normal schedule, but Tang Cuo is very concerned about the last line. What kind of
sundries need to be cleaned up by 9pm? In such large households, the housekeeper
started to clean up after nine o'clock, which is too unreasonable.

"What time is it?" he asked Jin Cheng.

"Nine-twenty-eight. Most of this debris removal is to deal with the corpse. If a person
dies, the corpse cannot always be left." Jin Cheng said.

The implication is that the body Tang Tang was looking for may no longer be there.

What about ghosts? With such doubts, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng have successively
explored other rooms, mainly Yu Wangnian's study. At this time, Yu Wangnian was
newly married, and it was impossible for him to separate from his wife when it was like
glue. So he should live with his wife, the study is just a study.

They found Yu Wangnian’s diary in the study. Although this diary does not have any
content after 1916, it is also not defaced, and it completes the missing parts.

October 8, 1915

I have never seen such a lilac girl, she must have swept away my mind, otherwise how
can I sleep like this?

February 13, 1916

Wanwan’s heart is not with me, but I still can’t give up.

I just don't know what kind of man, can she pity her?

July 2, 1916

I finally moved Wan Wan, and the sky won't disappoint me.

October 7, 1916

Immediately after the marriage, a seriously ill woman claimed that her father's original
match appeared in the mansion, and brought a thin boy, hoping to let him stay.

This is really beyond my expectation, I will have to send someone back home to check it
out.

October 8, 1916
His name is Yu Wangri.

October 10, 1916

Today's joy, tie the knots together, please do not win.

October 11, 1916

I had no intention of killing her. I was afraid that her illness would affect my Wan Wan,
and I could not explain the ins and outs of the matter to a group of guests. I asked them
to go to the basement to avoid it.

Only one night, she went.

The teenager Xu was unable to accept the death of his mother, suffered a heart attack
and failed to recover. Although Dr. Lin was at fault, it was my fault. If it were not for me
to place them in the basement, Dr. Lin would not treat them so lightly.

The night of regret.

Yu Wangnian’s diary doesn’t remember much, but these are useful, which can outline a
complete story. Jin Cheng closed the book and sat on the chair leisurely, knocking on
the desk with his fingers, "When I saw this story at the end, I didn't expect to be a
revenge plan for the original son."

If the attic guest is Yu Wangri, then he will return to the Yu Mansion incognito, and it will
be for revenge. There is a perfect explanation for a series of things that happened later.

In 1916, Yu Wangri said that although he had a heart attack, he must have died. Yu
Wangnian misunderstood that he was dead, and sent the body away from the mansion,
which also buried the disaster for the future.

Years later, Yu Wangri became incognito and returned to the piano teacher as a young
lady. He must have known that Lin Wan really loves Yu Wangyue, so he deliberately
seduce Lin Wan by virtue of his similar appearance to Yu Wangyue.
Lin Wanmi was deeply involved, and the outbursts of the two's private feelings were
mostly leaked by Yu Wangri.

This incident is like □□, completely detonating the subsequent series of tragedies in the
mansion. What role did Yu Wangri play in it?

He tempted Lin Wan, but Lin Wan planted stolen Yu Wangyue, but she said it
personally, this is because of love and hatred.

The maid died, greedy, and the maid was close.

As for Dr. Lin, his arrogance and indifference led indirectly to the death of Yu Wangri's
mother, so his death must also be written by Yu Wangri. At that time, the maid
communicated with Yu Wangri in the attic under the name of his wife, and attempted to
plant stolen money for her. Yu Wangri might have done something in it, leading to the
murder of the doctor.

The toilet where the doctor was killed is very close to his attic. There is no bathroom in
the attic. If Yu Wangri wants to take a bath, he must go there. He has the opportunity to
do something.

It was not him who directly killed the doctor.

He played with the hearts of the people, not killing anyone, but the mansion was
destroyed by the door, and he sat quietly in the attic, watching the people below killing
each other.

Finally, he retreated.

Needless to say, the danger is one step, and things may be revealed. His face similar to
Yu Mochizuki is his best tool and his biggest flaw.

Jin Cheng "In this way, Yu Wangyue didn't know the truth until he died. The nc in this
copy can't see a ghost, and Yu Wangri won't guard against a ghost."

Tang Cuo nodded.

After Yu Wangyue knew the truth, he began to play the music made by Wang Ri, hoping
to remind people who are still alive. Unfortunately, it is useless.

"The question now is-how to open the door."

The story is generally clear, but the door of the mansion is still closed and the basement
door cannot be opened. Tang Cuo repeated all the details of the story again and again,
and laid out the unused props one by one.

These are the music box and a key that Tang Cuo got on the housekeeper's keychain in
1924.

There are three unopened doors, one at the main entrance, one at the basement, and
one at the lady's door.

There is no way but to continue looking.

Tang Cuo is most curious about this key on his opponent now, but this is the key he got
when he first entered the copy, but it has not been used until now, which is too strange.

He searched and searched, walked back and forth in the mansion, and suddenly,
something suddenly fell out of him. He took a closer look, only to find a hole in the
trench coat pocket.

It was Chi Yan who sent him the amulet that was said to bring good luck. It was carried
by the wind blowing in the door slit and fell under the cabinet with the telephone.

Tang Cuo stooped to pick it up, but when he looked up, he stared at the phone above
him.

"What's wrong?" Jin Cheng asked.

"It's dark under the light." Tang Cuo immediately straightened up, picked up the phone
and turned it over, and there was a keyhole at the bottom of the phone. He showed the
keyhole to Jin Cheng, his eyes bright.
Jin Cheng smiled. It's no wonder that they all turned Yu Gongguan upside down, and
they only ignored this phone that had been making calls. Was it just dark under the
lights?

Tang Cuo inserted the key from 1924, which fit perfectly.

In the dark compartment at the bottom of the phone, there is still a key, the key to the
door of the mansion. It's logical to think about it carefully. Many people are used to
putting the door key near the entrance, on the shoe cabinet, or in other convenient
places.

The low cabinet with the phone fits in exactly as it is only five or six meters from the
gate.

This is probably called Smart Anti-Mistaken Mistake. Tang Cuo didn't expect it at all.
The way to clear this copy was so simple.

But the twelve movements hadn't been obtained, and they couldn't leave now, so Jin
Cheng collected the keys, and the two went on to find a way to open the basement and
his wife's room.

Tang Cuo looked at the clock in the living room, it was ten thirty in the evening.

"Where is Rongyi now?"

"Probably still jumping sideways."

"you sure?"

"Relax, he is not as smart as you, and not so easy to live."

Jin Cheng is always unscrupulous to speak bad things behind his back, especially
lacking in morality. With that said, he took out a chocolate from his pocket and handed it
to Tang Cuo, "The body was disposed of, what about the ghost?"

Tang Cuo took it, "Where are you from?"

"The coffee table in the living room goes well, Yu Wangnian and Lin Wan's wedding
candy, get a little happy." Jin Chengli was straight.

You are not cursing me.

Tang Cuofang slandered, but the chocolate looked good, and it was still imported, so he
took it out and ate it. While eating him, he answered, "The corpse is not there, so the
ghost is not there. In Yu Wangnian and the housekeeper, the corpse is left in the
mansion. The doctor was crushed, and there must be some sporadic remains. Only Yu
Wang's mother, her corpse was Cleaned up."

Jin Cheng nodded, so it made sense.

It was at this moment that Qi Hui stumbled up from the basement door and shouted, "I
saw the key! Meng Ping's body fell with a key!"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng hurried to the basement.

But at this moment, Jin Cheng frowned slightly.

In the flashlight, he summoned a mechanical bow, and turning around was a clear
arrow. "Eh--" The long arrow crossed the living room, through the gap of the chandelier,
and pointed directly at the stairs.

Rong Yi's figure appeared there, evading away. The pocket watch in his hand shook
irregularly, but his casting was not interrupted.

Tang Cuo obviously felt that his body suddenly became heavy, and if the air was
substantial, he was blocking his progress. At the last moment, Tang Cuo turned to look
at the clock on the wall.

"Dad." The second hand stopped.

Tang Cuo, Jin Cheng and Qi Hui were set on the stairs leading to the basement
because time stopped.
Rong Yi also spit out a blood violently, he supported the stairs handrail, wiped the blood
from the corner of his mouth, and looked pale when he raised his head. But his eyes
were firm, and he passed the three without any pause, without even looking at them
more.

He came to the basement door, confirmed the position of the key through the door slit,
and then took out a sword and hooked the key from under the door.

After getting the key, he quickly tried the basement door. Unable to open, he went
straight to the second floor.

Tang Cuo couldn't move, watching him leave. And just as Rong Yi's figure disappeared
around the corner of the stairs, Jin Cheng suddenly blinked playfully at Tang Cuo.

Qi Hui was also immersed in the sorrow of his companion's death and the consternation
that was fixed. When he saw this scene suddenly, he just wanted to be blind.

Every second of being settled is like a year.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few minutes, maybe half an hour, Rong Yi finally
returned. He walked hurriedly, his face seemed a little whiter than before, and quickly
went through the three to open the door.

Tang Cuo couldn't look back, but could hear the key unlock.

Jin Cheng smiled.

He moved his neck slowly, then turned slowly, bent his bow, made an arrow, and
threatened with a smile, "Let me put the key down, and if I don't let me go, I will hit
someone."

The second the voice fell, the time of stagnation resumed its flow.

This time Rongyi was fixed and his body was stiff, but it was only a moment. He turned
around calmly and said, "In my current state, I really can't trap you."
Jin Cheng "So you are overcast again."

What innocent girlish tone are you.

Rong Yi frowned, his expression like eating a ton of Coptis.

"You guarded me early."

"That's because I'm smarter." Jin Cheng took out the one-time props that Wen Xiaoming
gave him before the copy to disturb the time, and threw them on the ground. Now that
everyone knows that the time controller may enter the copy, how could he not have any
preparations? He didn't take it out before, but it wasn't the time.

Rong Yi gave up talking with Jin Cheng and talked to this person, which was more
uncomfortable than the failure of the copy.

Jin Cheng spread his hand and faced Tang Cuo for comfort.

Tang Cuo ignored him and opened the door that Rong Yi had opened halfway. Just
before he walked in, he turned back and asked Rong Yi, "What's in the wife's room?"

Rong Yi "You can watch it yourself."

Tangcuo "I'm lazy."

Believe it or not, I now perform a vomiting blood on the spot.

Rong Yi was really good-tempered, took a deep breath, and still explained, "In addition
to the key to the basement, there was a confession letter in her book in the lady's room.
The day before the marriage, Yu Wangri met her and confessed to Yu Wangyue , Yu
Wangyue rejected her. The next day, Lin Wan was seriously ill and the doctor in the
basement deliberately called away the doctor. The doctor pushed the boat down the
river and killed him."

Tang was clear, no wonder that in the whole tragedy, the worst ending was his wife Lin
Wan.
After being tortured on the hospital bed day after day, he was also killed by his own
daughter.

Thinking of this, Tang Cuo turned and walked into the basement. As far as the eye can
see, it is the red sheet music painted with blood on the wall that has not yet been wiped.

Yu Wangri, the teenager who was trapped in the basement with a seriously ill mother
and had no help, wrote this piece of music in grief and indignation.

This may be his alternative curse for the mansion.

The music score is already here. How do you turn it into twelve movements? Tang Cuo
thought, and took out the only music box that had not been used.

At this time Jin Cheng came forward, "put on the spring and try on the ground."

Tang Cuo did so.

The next moment, the music box began to turn, and the missing music finally sounded,
it was "Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows". In the sound of music, the red sheet music
all over the wall seemed to come alive, and blood trickled down the wall and slowly
flowed into the bottom of the music box.

Horror and gorgeous.

On the rotating disc, a holy light gradually emerged, and a thin sheet of paper emerged
in the light.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player who won the sixth movement of the twelve movements!"

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 75: Number

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It is almost a matter of course to clear customs after getting twelve movements.

However, because Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng had already been promoted to Area E, but
did not rent a house in Area E in time, when they returned to Yongye City, they lived on
the streets directly.

The players had no special reaction to the people who appeared suddenly, but Jin
Cheng put on a mask at the first time, and took Tang Cuo's shoulders and led him away
quickly.

Tang Cuo is a little uncomfortable, don't look over the street and ask, "Where are you
going?"

Jin Cheng smiled, "Don't be nervous, let's go directly to Lin Yandong. The sixth
movement should not stay in our hands for a long time."

Wen Yan said, Tang Cuo didn't think of anything else immediately, "How do you want to
use it?"

Jin Cheng "has a general direction, but he has to let Lin Yandong's staff, he knows the
rules of Yongye City better than anyone."

Turning a corner soon, Jin Cheng naturally let go of Tangcuo, and the two went straight
to the central area. Tang Cuo glanced at his shoulder and said nothing.

Today's central area is still dark and turbulent, walking on the road, the sight from the
street or corner has increased significantly. Just like a quiet jungle, a little wind and
grass will startle a group of flying birds.
The news that the No. 6 movement has been born has not yet spread. When the news
spreads, the forest should burn.

But what Tang Cuo did not expect was that the news was exposed faster than he
thought.

At that time, they had met Wen Xiaoming who had been waiting in the central area.
After exchanging information, they went directly to Lin Yandong's book cafe. Wen
Xiaoming was responsible for finding Lin Yandong, and Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng were
waiting in the book cafe.

Waiting for the gap, the two chatted about the harvest of this copy.

Because it is a special trigger copy, and it is a difficult level, the system directly
rewarded 50 points with boldness. Tang Cuo took out the big red flower at the last
minute, 50 times doubled to 100.

Although there are few other rewards, they are few and refined.

Time coordinate

Classification skills

High quality

Describe a cost of 50 health points to establish a retrospective time coordinate, valid

within 24 hours (limited to copy).

Horror doll

Classification equipment

High quality

Description Throw a doll at an enemy, releasing a scream of 15 meters in range,

causing a mental shock that lasts 5 seconds.
Gold scissors

Classified weapon

Ordinary quality

The small golden scissors described in Miss Mansion, it can cut multi-colored silk
threads, but the cutting continues the tragedy.

Scissors don't care about it first. Both "time coordinate" and "horror doll" are unexpected
practical skills, and Tang Cuo is satisfied.

About half an hour later, Lin Yandong appeared, bringing bad news to them.

"The news that the twelve movements were taken away has spread."

"So fast? Rong Yi?"

Jin Cheng frowned. Lin Yandong is still the gentle and elegant look, as if nothing can
make him gaffe, he beckoned the waiter for a cup of tea, and then slowly said, "After
you take the movement, the special trigger copy is closed. Someone just wanted to go
in , But triggered a fast-passing copy of the fight, and when he came out of the copy, the
news could not be concealed."

It turns out so.

Jin Cheng beat the table with his fingers, "When the movement comes into effect, the
whole district will inform them that they will know sooner or later, and it will not be too
bad for a while."

Lin Yandong was slightly surprised, "decided? Use it now?"

"I'm in Mr. Lin's heart, do you like to do things that way?"

"No, I like to call it—maximization of benefits."

Jin Cheng likes this statement.

However, he had just done it once in area f, and once again in area e, which would be
too shocking. And the temptation of the sixth movement is the geometric multiple of the
eleventh, and it is easy to overturn the boat in the ditch if one is careless.

"Does Mr. Lin have any suggestions?"

"My suggestion is points."

"Reduce the number of points required for the upgrade and speed up the progress of
the entire process?"

"Yes, it's not. The difficulty of the missions in each zone is there. It's good to let players
speed up their upgrades, but if their own strengths don't keep up, it is to promote
seedlings."

Jin Cheng thought a little, "Reduce prices?"

Lin Yandong "Official drug stores and training grounds, the price can be reduced by at
least 50%. The points that players submit to Yongye City every month can also be
reduced by one third."

"You are trying to get food."

"The system itself does not run on points, does it?"

"What else?" Jin Cheng smiled. He leaned his arms against the back of the sofa with a
relaxed posture and a loose tone. It was not like talking about things, but like listening to
Lin Yandong's report.

Miao Qi, who has been following Lin Yandong's side, couldn't help but stare at him, but
Lin Yandong didn't care, "Improve the red name system you set last time and re-enact
the rules for imprisonment."

"Do you want to reverse the object of imprisonment?"

"No, let them go to jail together."

"Relentless."

"In Yongye City, survival is an issue. Players are killed if they are not strong enough,
and they are given a lesson in jail. Indiscriminate killers have to learn a lesson from law.
There is no law in Yongye City. "

After hearing the words, Tang Cuo remembered what Jin Cheng had said before. He
said that in Yongye City, the most difficult thing is to establish order, and Lin Yandong
said that none of the series of measures was as sensation as the last time Jin Cheng
sent a large number of elites to jail, but changed the Yongye City little by little. the rule
of.

To make an analogy, this is like doing infrastructure. These rules do not have much
impact on the elites, it is the ordinary players who really benefit, and the effect time will
be slower.

At the end of the conversation, Jin Cheng asked, "It was the same question as before,
can Yongye City be closed?"

The first time Jin Cheng asked this question was a year after he entered Yongye City.
Lin Yandong just smiled, but did not answer him.

Today Lin Yandong still smiles and answers, "To know the answer to this question, you
must understand the real composition of the world. God, does it really exist?"

This is another answer that is not the answer.

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow and didn't ask any more. He took a sip of his coffee and
resumed his leisurely posture, "Do you mind if I summon my dear Mr. Crow here?"

Lin Yandong "Please."

Book cafes have no guests.

Jin Cheng exchanged a look with Tang Cuo again. He didn't ask Tang Cuo's opinion. He
knew that Tang Cuo has always been outspoken. Any questions would naturally come
up.

Tang Cuo nodded, and Jin Cheng understood what he meant.

The next second, he took out the number six movement without hesitation. This time,
without other players blocking, he did not write the decree on the movement in advance,
and said the word directly——

"make."

This sound was calm and decisive.

The ethereal and weird singing sang again, with the book cafe as the center, quickly
covering the entire central area, and then spread to each area. Countless players raised
their heads together, especially those who had just learned that the No. 6 movement
was taken away, and they were stunned.

"Gods, lambs and crows,

Have fun together on the cliff.

They sing and dance,

Flowers bloomed in the stone.

The **** said, look

It is my flower.

A lamb ate it,

Hurry to die..."

Mr. Crow appeared in the song and landed on the book stand. He held his head proudly,
and saw Jin Cheng holding the movement, his tone was stubborn and full of interest,
"player g79081, you really never let me down, what do you want to do this time? Great
Mr. Crow Am looking forward to."

Jin Cheng smiled and greeted, "Can I declare my decree now?"

Mr. Crow waved his wings, "Of course."

Jin Cheng "has reduced the monthly payment points of players in each district by
one-third, and the price of the official drug store, training ground and other
service-oriented places has been reduced by half."

Hearing that Mr. Crow did not jump, but glanced at him with dissatisfaction, it seemed to
be boring. However, Jin Cheng did not violate the rules for the use of the twelve
movements, so he casually replied "Yes."

Jin Cheng "Ling Fan murdered in Yongye City and went to prison with the murdered."

Mr. Crow tilted his head and heard that he finally had some interest in jail, and replied
readily, "Yes."

Both of the first two are Lin Yandong's proposals, Jin Cheng accepts all of them
according to the bill, and there is no need for it. Lin Yandong was slightly curious about
the following content.

Tang Cuo and Miao Qi are also watching him, and besides the book cafe, there are still
many players looking for the source of the music. It won't take long for this to become
the focus of attention of the entire Yongye City.

Jin Cheng "ordered to abolish the suicide punishment model, and all suicides go directly
to the Qingye procedure."

Mr. Raven immediately changed his color, "No! This is impossible! g79081, you are
challenging the authority of the supreme Yongye City!"
"Is it really impossible?" Jin Cheng didn't change his look, and even looked directly at
Mr. Crow's eyes, and asked him, "This is the No. 6 movement, are you sure it doesn't
have such authority?"

"You!" Mr. Crow said sullenly.

Mr. Crow doesn’t like cowardly suicidal cowards. He doesn’t like it. This nasty 79801
likes to do such unflattering things!

Annoying!

In fact, Jin Cheng is also not sure. Although the No. 6 movement is very powerful, this
time all his laws are aimed at the entire Yongye City, covering a wide range. The last
11th, basically only works on East Cross Street.

Fortunately, Mr. Crow jumped for a while, but nodded reluctantly.

"Cocoa Cocoa!" He looked like he wanted to peck Jin Cheng.

How can Jin Cheng still say, "Ling--"

Mr. Raven hurriedly interrupted, "How come?! Shut up, you have exceeded it!"

Jin Cheng smiled, "Is it really over?"

Mr. Crow "What the great Mr. Crow is saying, you treacherous and shameless player,
even doubt my authority!"

Jin Cheng was unmoved, "I want you two feathers."

Mr. Crow "Come on!"

Jin Cheng immediately turned to Tang Cuo to make a small report, "He will not give
me."

Tang Cuo "That's because he violated the rules of Yongye City."

Jin Cheng "You are right."

Tang Cuo "Uh."

Jin Cheng "If he doesn't give me, Yongye City will definitely pluck his hair as a
punishment."

Mr. Crow jumped wildly, "You two **** shameless players! The great Mr. Crow will not be
bald! You are bald! You are bald all your lives!"

Crazy.

Annoyed with bald hair.

But Mr. Crow was helpless. Jin Cheng's request did not exceed the authority of the No.
6 movement. He wanted to scare him back, but Jin Cheng didn't eat this set and was
not afraid of him.

If you don’t give it, the person who violated the rules becomes Mr. Crow himself, which
is very bad, worse than bald hair.

"Humph!" Mr. Crow exhaled heavily, but in the end he pulled two hairs down with his
mouth and threw it to Jin Cheng. When Jin Cheng got something, he disappeared
immediately, and did not give Jin Cheng the opportunity to ask again, leaving only one
harsh word--

"You wait for me!"

Lin Yandong looked greeted, and at this moment, the swarming players had already
appeared outside the book cafe. Fortunately, he let Miao Qi close the door in advance,
so these people could only congest the outside, peep through the large glass window to
see the situation inside, and also frighten Jin Cheng's prestige not to be too close.

Noisy, like boiling water, floods the entire space.

"Jin Cheng, it's Jin Cheng again!"

"It really is him!"

"How can he use it now? There is no sign!"

"Also, there is Lin Yandong, are they allies?"

"This is a big deal..."

"..."

The glass can't block all the sounds. Lin Yandong knew Jin Cheng's intention of
choosing the location here, but he also pushed the boat down the river and drowned the
muddy water.

Jin Cheng will not allow him to hide behind the scenes forever, but this late generation is
a ruthless character.

"Ding!"

"The sixth movement was detected, holder g79081."

"The decree is approved within the prescribed authority and takes effect immediately."

"We will broadcast the whole area below."

The announcement of the system temporarily suppressed the noise outside. Players
listened to the content of the law, and were staggered, upset, and excited, staged in all
corners of Yongye City.

Inside the book cafe, Jin Cheng picked up the coffee cup, as if holding a glass of
high-end wine, smiling at the player outside the window. It's still like the incomparable
gangster, elegant and a little guilty.

Tang Cuo was sitting by the window.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Jin Cheng's smiling side face, and the scar on his
cheek revealed the silent wildness. Suddenly a little thirsty, he took a sip from his glass
and looked calm.

Jin Cheng was very close to him, and his undisguised intimacy made Lin Yandong
opposite think deeply.

But Lin Yandong wasn't the person with such unpleasant scenery. He naturally turned
away from Tang Cuo and said to Jin Cheng, "I didn't expect there will be that law at the
end."

Jin Cheng "Escape is a solution to the problem, isn't it? I choose freedom to survive and
die."

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 76: Rent

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"Fuck!"

The anxious and cursed curse, and the music of the music box rang in the basement of
the mansion. The music is approaching the end, but the twelve movements do not
appear. What else can this mean?

Was the first to get on!

Looking back at the corpse that fell to the ground, it was really a loss to my wife. Yao
Qing black face, he heard the news of the twelve movements as soon as he was
released from prison. It took a lot of time to enter the copy of the e zone. I thought I had
a good copy clue. Fetching water.

He didn't get anything, his teammates died two, he had to rise from the e zone again,
and he vomited blood.

After leaving the copy, I heard that Jin Cheng had the movement again, and he didn't
want to live anymore.

There are more than one mood with Yao Qing. For the elite in the senior district, return
to the e district and come back again. What is the difference from jail?

Sitting like Yao Qing twice in a row, I now feel the brain pain when I hear the words "Jin
Cheng" and "Twelve Movements".

"Jin Cheng is definitely a scourge. With him there, we all have to be crushed to death,
let alone get the twelve movements. Yao Qing, Master said, we must find a way to kill
him in the copy, we He can no longer be kept alive to return to area a. He doesn’t know
what to do with Lin Yandong again now. If he is allowed to go back, area a will not have
to listen to them in the future? This is not okay!"

"My **** wants you to teach me! Do you have a look at me?! If you are not beaten by Jin
Cheng as a dead dog, my last name!"

Yao Qing was completely irritable.

It was a bunch of fools, but he saw Rong Yi in the game lobby, and even Rong Yi could
not use Jin Cheng to cheat at this time. Who the **** is going to die? !

But thinking of the three laws issued by Jin Chenggang, Yao Qing fell silent again. What
kind of person Jin Cheng is, he actually hasn't understood it.

This man's evil spirit is really ruthless, but he took a big killer like the twelve movements,
but was doing good deeds. If he does good deeds, just do it, but he has lifted the
suicide ban again.
Yao Qing walked to the window and looked out. Today's Yongye City has a strange
atmosphere.

Have you ever seen someone die with excitement or joy in a relaxed atmosphere? Yao
Qing had met today. Jin Cheng's decree seems to open the valve that opens the life and
death, and there is still a vague tendency to fail.

In fact, Yao Qing also understands that many people are ordinary, and they cannot be
required to remain persistent in places like Yongye City. Choosing to die is a relief.

But this number is too much.

Why is the atmosphere of Yongye City always so tight and oppressive, because players
do not have the right to choose life and death on their own. Any suicidal behavior will
lead to punishment, turning monsters to be hunted by players, not to mention, will also
enter a special copy, tortured again and again in the sober.

But now?

"Yongyecheng I □!" The man with the **** of Tianbi jumped from the top of the building
opposite Yao Qing, and instantly turned into a pool of blood.

The number of suicides is rising.

In the small shop selling hot and sour powder that Tang Cuo once patronized, a young
girl was smiling and saying hello to the aunt of the owner, not forgetting to tell her,
"Auntie, put more green onions and vinegar, more vinegar."

The aunt was a little trance. The girl was like a walking dead a few days ago. Why did
you look away today? After a while, she saw the other party crying suddenly.

She ate while crying, and the aunt looked unbearable and handed her a napkin.

"Thank you." The girl smiled at her again, which was uglier than crying, and made her
feel hurt. The aunt suddenly understood that the girl would never appear again.
There are also people who cannot accept this choice. Why do they question their
companions? As the saying goes, it’s better to be alive than to die, but the other party
said lightly, “I’m tired”, so I have nothing to say.

Under the impact of the lifting of the suicide ban, the business of the tavern has
skyrocketed.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng walked through several pubs, and they were full. Many people
are drunk, crying and laughing, and many people still fight in the most primitive way.

It's like venting.

The two changed their previous swagger, and chose to walk in a dark place without
being recognized. If others choose to live or die, it is someone else's business, and they
have their own things to do, such as renting a house.

Renting a house in Yongye City is a very simple matter. The daily rent is closed and the
price is clearly marked. However, a certain uncle who is pursuing the quality of life is too
picky.

Either dislike the orientation of the house, or too small.

"Sloppy, three rooms and one hall."

"What are you doing so hard?"

"Don't have three rooms and one hall, do you want to sleep with me in a room?"

"..."

Tang Cuo spent a few hours with him, and after almost going through the entire e-zone,
he began to understand, "Why do I have to live with you?"

He turned around and walked back, deciding to rent a single room like district f.

Jin Cheng stopped in front of him with his long legs, "Are you really going to abandon
me?"
Tang Cuo was unmoved and continued to move forward.

Jin Cheng simply walked backwards, and had to face him face to face, arms in his
arms, and a smile on his lips, "I said you can't follow me? Others saw it and thought we
were arguing again."

Tang Cuosui stopped and stared at him with black and white eyes for a long time before
asking, "Are you still renting?"

"Rent." Although Jin Cheng was a compromise, his tone was brisk, and he didn't force it
at all. It was just amused just now, "I want to rent whatever you want, I listen to you."

Tang Cuo was really too lazy to take care of him, and immediately turned around and
rented the apartment he just saw. Two rooms, one hall and one bathroom, the space is
not large but the facilities are complete, and the price is decent.

The decoration style of Yongye City has always been cooler, mainly black and white
gray, industrial style, but it is quite suitable for two single men.

But this slightly cold industrial wind, after Wen Xiaoming sent a large package, was
completely destroyed.

"Cups, fruit bowls, fridge magnets, pillows, oh, and these small ornaments, Lily has
been picking for a long time." Wen Xiaoming said while pulling out something, "There is
this quilt, which is light, thin, and very soft! "

Tang Cuo didn't know that Yong Yecheng sold so many things. He took out a bunch of
red words from that pile of debris and asked, "What is this?"

Wen Xiaoming "Double Happiness."

Tang Cuo "So I ask you what is this?"

Wen Xiaoming scratched his head and blinked again, suddenly tilted his head and
smiled, choosing to act silly.
Forget it, Tang Cuo told himself to fight him is useless.

Tang Cuo is not a person who can live a life, and he has never regarded any place as
his home. If it was just his own house, it would probably look like the single room in area
f, except for some necessities, it was empty.

Probably the biggest thing at home is the takeout box.

But now looking at the busy Wen Xiaoming, and Jin Cheng who is leaning against the
kitchen and boiling water, Tang Cuo has a different feeling.

Thinking about it, Tang Cuo was sitting on the sofa, slightly fascinated.

After a while, Jin Cheng came carrying a glass and stood at the back of the sofa,
rubbing Tang Cuo's head. "Tired? Drink some water and take a shower to rest. Next we
are not in a hurry to upgrade, you can sleep more." ."

Tang Cuo was rubbed by him and shook the whole person, but rarely said nothing, and
took the cup diameter and returned to the house.

Wen Xiaoming immediately stepped in, his eyes gleaming with gossip, and whispered to
Jin Cheng, "Boss, what's going on with my Tang brother?"

Jin Cheng "Your brother Tang?"

Wen Xiaoming "Mistakes, Mistakes."

Jin Cheng "I am looking for someone else."

Wen Xiaoming was shocked, stunned, and felt unexpected. It's just the expression
"object", which is a little bit more aggressive than the words "association" and "fall in
love".

"Does Tang like you? Will you follow me?"

"Use your brain."

"what?"

"If he is not happy, you will be killed now."

"Ah???" Wen Xiaoming was almost confused, why did you hit me when you were an
object? I’m working hard for you, being a father and a mother, what am I doing wrong?

Tang Cuo listened to the whole process in the house, because the sound insulation of
this house was really not good. When the man outside vowed to deal with someone
else, Tang Cuo fell into contemplation.

He hasn’t eaten pork, but he has seen Pig Run anyway, and he always feels that-other
people's hobbies don't seem to talk like that.

Or else, just feed the dog with youth.

With such cranky thoughts, Tang Cuo fell asleep. He is really a bit tired. Although the
copy of "Before Dawn" is not time-consuming, the proportion of fighting is not large, but
it is too much trouble. It is another sense of tiredness.

However, Tang Cuo also clearly felt that his physical fitness had been strengthened. He
didn't take a rest for 30 to 40 hours, but his brain felt a little tired. He even got up to
fight.

It was eight hours after waking up.

Wen Xiaoming had left long ago. The smell of fried eggs and toast came from the
kitchen. Jin Cheng was lazily leaning on the counter, showing his not superb cooking
skills.

If the sky outside the window was still dark, Tangcuo thought that it was in this world.

Jin Cheng turned around when he heard the sound. He was wearing a very clean dress
today. He heard an off-white household dress and long hair. If it weren't for the scar on
his face, it looked like a fresh graduate, or the captain of the basketball school team.
"Is there any arrangement for today?" He walked to the dining table with breakfast,
raised his hands and rested on the back of the chair, tall and long legs, and another
scenery.

Tang Cuo was asked by him and paused for a few seconds before saying "Training
ground."

Jin Cheng "No, today, the training ground has been reduced in price, and there must be
many people. We are too dazzling now. When it is empty, I will practice with you again."

Tang Cuo "So?"

Jin Cheng raised his lips, "How about going to the movies? The movies are also half
price."

Tang Cuo was expressionless.

Before going to bed yesterday, he was still thinking, Jin Cheng's object is different from
others, but one night, how can it become the old routine of watching movies?

Nothing new.

"going or not?"

"."

"Love movie or horror movie?"

"love."

Didn’t the copy play enough, watch some horror movies.

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The movie theater business of Yongye City is not good. After all, there are not many
people who can enjoy watching movies in this place, but there are many kinds of
movies here, whether it is an old movie 20 years ago or a new movie just released. ,
Can be found.

There are also two kinds of cinema halls, one is the large screening hall where new
films are being screened, and the other is the hall that can be ordered on demand.

Jin Cheng picked a love movie that was released after Tang Cuo's death, starring two
young actors he didn't know. He asked Tang Cuo, who didn't know him either.

Speaking of which, he not only did not know most of the stars, he hadn't even entered
the cinema. When I was on the street before, I heard that money was coming fast in this
business, but he thought about making some money with this face, but then he found
out that the scout had set a suit for other girls. Tang Cuo turned the person over and
left. .

There are thousands of roads in life, and Tang Cuo encountered Jin Cheng somehow.

They were originally people of two worlds, one was a proud son of heaven, and the
other was a wild child struggling at the bottom of society. The moment I passed the
assessment and entered Jin Cheng’s team, it was when Tang Cuo felt that they were
the closest.

He wasn’t actually called Tang Cuo. He was wrong, because his birth mother thought
his birth was a mistake. The Dean of the Welfare Institute felt that this was not good,
and he had to change it for him, but he did not know that Tang Cuo was not originally
Tang.

Tang Cuo Zaohui, at the age of four, can remember everything, but he said that he
forgot, and gave himself a surname. The dean always wanted to help him find his
parents, but Tang Cuo always knew where she lived.

At the same time, Tangcuo also abandoned the other party because he was a cool guy
since childhood.

When Ku Guy was alive, he didn't actually want to be with Jin Cheng. Their relationship
is simple, not far or near, not ambiguous, neither past nor future.

All feelings are hidden in the heart, Tang Cuo does not intend to declare it to his mouth.
Anyone knows that the obstacles and restraints they may face before they die earlier
than when they are alive do not exist in Yongye City.

But when did Jin Cheng fall in love with him?

He used to say that he liked Marilyn Monroe and later loved Scarlett.

In a movie, Tang Cuo watched Jin Cheng for half of the time. The layer of window paper
between the two has not been picked, and he naturally will not ask directly, so he has
been thinking, thinking after thinking-the protagonist in the movie is not as good as Jin
Cheng.

No matter whether it is a hero or a heroine, it is not as good-looking as him.

The plot is still very mentally handicapped, challenging Tang Cuo's endurance limit
every second.

"Don't it look good?" Jin Cheng turned his head and lowered his voice and asked him.

"Which?" Tang Cuo asked rhetorically.

Jin Cheng blinked, and under the dim light of the movie theater, he felt that Tang Cuo
asked him a little. In the movie, the sweet scene after the misunderstanding between
the male and female masters was placed. The two hugged together, their foreheads
pressed against their foreheads, and there were greasy smiles on the corners of their
lips.

The camera began to rotate in 360 degrees in slow motion, the wind blowing the
heroine's hair, and gave her a close-up of bright lights dotted in her eyes.

"Do you love me?"

"Love."

When the male protagonist's answer sounded, a pair of young couples on the side and
the girl leaned their heads on the boy's shoulders. The two hands shook hands, quiet
and greasy.

There were only four people in the audience.

Tang Cuo looked up at Jin Cheng, and Jin Cheng also looked at him. There is no
follow-up on the topic of "whether it looks good", but it is ambiguously fermenting. All the
linguistic words are still off, and they have become the strong evidence of love.

Teenagers may be shy, but Tang Cuo has never been like that. He just felt a little hot
and a little nervous.

And stimulation of cell tremors.

Are they playing the game who loses their eyes first?

Tang Cuo doesn't quite understand.

Jin Cheng was having a good time. He simply put his elbow on the armrest of the seat,
and his body got closer. "If I ask you if I think it looks good, how would you answer?"

Are you alright?

Hurry up if you want to confess, don't patronize the peacock to open the screen.

Tang Cuo's face was expressionless, and his eyes moved slightly away, and Jin Cheng
opened his palms to him. Tang Cuo was puzzled and looked down. He saw a wine
chocolate in his palm.

"If you think the movie is too ugly, eat some sweets. Next time I rent a dish and I'll put it
at home."

Tang Cuo took the chocolate, "I didn't particularly want to see it."

Jin Cheng smiled and leaned back on the back of his chair. "Then be with me. I like to
watch movies, I like photography, and occasionally draw a picture and order an
instrument. Originally I was going to study art abroad, but My brother retired from the
accident, so I had to take over."

Tang Cuo was the first to hear him talk about the situation at home. Of course, he didn’t
know nothing at all, but he listened to others.

"Your brother?" he asked.

"Brother. He has a broken hand, but it does not affect his normal life. This man has
nothing wrong except being too severe. He is more attentive than me, and he is more
humane. I don’t have to worry about my parents when he is there. The year I died At the
beginning of the year he finally had a girlfriend. If it goes well, he may have children
now."

Tang Cuo "Uh."

Jin Cheng "What do you mean?"

Tang Cuo "good meaning."

Jin Cheng "My mother has been passionate about giving me a blind date."

Faced with the sudden change of this topic, Tang Cuo was a little stunned.
Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, "I know you have been telling me that I have a girlfriend
for some time. It was the daughter of my mother's friend. I finally arranged a holiday to
visit relatives. I didn't expect to visit the blind date table. We have only seen That time,
what I said to her might as well guide you more than once in a training session."

By this time, Tang Cuo finally understood what Jin Cheng was doing. All the details of
the dues have been submitted, and all the misunderstandings of the explanations have
been explained, but do they need to be so solemn?

This is the Yongye City. Without the rules and constraints of human society, the issues
of life and death are considered every day, and the rest seem to be of no importance.

Tang Cuo has been thinking these two days, if Jin Cheng confessed to him, then
accept. Very simply. He does not need anything else, only to return to the most original
and pure love.

A soul-dependent partner, or a complete home, is something that he never expected

before or after his lifetime.

"I'm serious." Jin Cheng said again.

Tang Cuo didn't speak. At the end of the film, after the protagonist has split up and
down, he meets again at the place where he first met. There is no dialogue, just
watching each other. Under the beautiful slow motion, the music began to flow.

The little couple in front of the side is still immersed in the movie, not paying attention to
what happened behind.

Tang Cuo's heart beats a little faster, don't overdo it, his brain is short-circuited for a
while. At this time, he was convinced that people may indeed do some dementia when
they are in love, and the plot of the movie is not so mentally retarded.

"I--" When the words came to his lips, Tang Chou finally settled down and decided to
settle down, but he thought that another piece of music suddenly began to flutter.
The two musical sounds are superimposed on one another, making the expression
change suddenly.

"Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows".

Jin Cheng frowned, and all the ambiguities and distractions disappeared in an instant.
The couple in front stood up in shock, and the girl held her boyfriend's arm slightly
nervously. "Didn't it ring just yesterday? How come again today?"

The boy was also surprised, "Don't worry first, maybe it's something else."

But the girl was still very frightened, next to her boyfriend. The boy had to continue to
comfort her, "Aren’t you okay to watch yesterday? We can all watch movies now, and
prove that things are going well. Don’t be afraid, no matter what, you still have me."

But Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo both knew that they didn't have a second movement in
their hands, and that the singing again fluttered, which meant something was out of their
control.

Sure enough, after five minutes, the familiar system announcement brought the worst
news.

"Ding!"

"The fifth movement is detected and the holder is editing player d11119."

"The decree is approved within the prescribed authority and takes effect immediately."

"We will broadcast the whole area below."

"The deadline for triggering mandatory tasks was changed from January to one week."

"Let's start from now on, among all the rewards for customs clearance, Black Dragon
Lin, Pale Heart, Drach Gem and Forgive Tinder belong to the player d11119."

"The decree takes effect immediately."

The system broadcasts three times in a row. After the first broadcast, the girl in front of
her sits on the ground crying. The boyfriend hurried to help her, but before she could
comfort her a few words, the girl turned into a white light and disappeared in the
cinema.

"Nan Nan!" He was slightly panicked, and the whole person was anxious like an ant on
a hot pot, and immediately thought of something, rushed out immediately.

The girl must have triggered the mandatory task.

"Editor d11119, black hat." Jin Cheng's tone was low.

The fact that the black hat holds the No. 5 movement Jin Cheng and Lin Yandong all
know, but since he is already a public official, he only has to wait until the end of the
construction period to reincarnate, and he will rush to follow Jin Cheng after the release
of the No. 6 movement. Engaging in this one was unexpected. Tang Cuoluo thought
about it and asked, "Aren't you dealing with him? No signs in advance?"

Jin Cheng "The black hat is not the same as k. He doesn't make frequent contact with
others and rarely shows up. This person's temper is also weird. I have dealt with him a
few times and I haven't figured out his details. If there is Who can understand him, then
only K and the proprietress of the izakaya, Lin Yandong may also know something."

K is the owner of Ruby Tavern.

The current situation is not good, most ordinary players can not enter the copy, and the
interval between them is more than a week. As soon as the fifth movement came out, I
didn't know how many people triggered the mandatory task.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo quickly walked outside the cinema and saw that the street was
much more depressed than before. There was panic and heavy anxiety on everyone's
face, and the atmosphere that had just calmed down yesterday was tense again today.

But at this time, the sound of the music that should have stopped was continued again,
letting the players be struck by thunder.
"Ding!"

"The twelfth movement was detected and the holder is editing player d11119."

"The decree is approved within the prescribed authority and takes effect immediately."

"We will broadcast the whole area below."

"What's going on?! Why there is another one!"

"Gosh--"

"Stop, please stop!"

"Don't read it!"

"..."

Pleading and noisy can't stop the system's ruthless broadcast.

"Ling from now on, the Black Hat Grocery Shop will start a fantasy unlimited market,
players are welcome to patronize."

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Not only does the Black Hat have the No. 5 movement, it actually got the No. 12 without
knowing it, and it was surprising to use both at the same time.

So far, Jin Cheng couldn't figure out the intention of the black hat for a while, and it was
definitely not possible to rush to the door, so he made a decisive decision-go to the ruby
​tavern to find k.

The Ruby Tavern is a chain store like the Black Hat Grocery Store, and naturally there is
also in the E District.

The waiter recognized Jin Cheng's face and greeted him respectfully, but when Jin
Cheng asked about K's trace, he shook his head and said, "Sorry, sir, my boss is not in
the e-zone now."

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure he is not there?"

"He really isn't there."

"it is good."

The word "good" came down, the waiter was still not relieved, and if there was
substantial coercion, he fell on top of his head. "You tell your boss, I will wait 15 minutes
for him."

After all, Jin Chengjing brought Tang Cuo into the nearest box.

Close the door and sit down.

Tang Cuo said bluntly, "k is clearly avoiding you."

Jin Cheng "This is normal. His relationship with black hats is much deeper than mine.
But this does not mean that he and black hats are online. He may know about the
twelfth movement, but he does not necessarily know black. What does the hat do with
the movement."
"Black Dragon Lin, Pale Heart, Drach Gem, Forgive Tinder, what's the use of these four
things?"

"I do not know either."

"do not know?"

"I have come to Yongye City for three years."

Jin Cheng spread his hand, "The only thing that is certain is that these four things must
be very important and have utility that we don't know about. And literally, these things
may come from Western Fantasy copies."

Tang Cuo immediately thought of "Yueyin". In fact, the issue of black hats most
concerned him is the timing issue. Black hats did not get the No. 5 movement on the
first day, but why did they choose to issue a decree at this time?

A few days ago, the news that Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng triggered the hidden copy
happened to be revealed to k, and k brought them news about Lin Yandong.

k has a relationship with black hat, and black hat just mentions the four things that look
very similar to the Western fantasy copy from the name. Is there any connection
between them?

Jin Cheng also had this guess, but there was no empirical evidence, and it would be
useless to say more. In addition, these things are produced by the copy of the Black
Dragon Lin, and the black hat can be exchanged for twelve movements. It must be
extremely rare and can be set aside for the time being.

But the advertisement he mentioned in the twelfth movement is very problematic.

"The twelve movements can't be as simple as advertising. This fantasy unlimited market
is mostly based on an item trading system in Yongye City." Jin Cheng asked.

"Why did the black hat open a grocery store?" Tang Cuo asked suddenly.
"About seven years ago, but he did not take the civil service examination as soon as he
came to Yongye City.

"He knows Lin Yandong."

"Yes." Jin Cheng snapped his fingers. "Whether it's a player or a player, there must be
something closer to us than we are. Lin Yandong, Black Hat, K. Compared to them, we
know too few things. That’s it. There is also a reclusive fortune-teller in Area B. That
man is very evil."

"Soothsayer?"

"He is also editing players, and his ability is prophecy. He opened a divination room, but
he only opened the door once every three months, and only entertained three people at
a time. I visited once, and she told me that in April of this year, My life will usher in a
major turning point."

April? Isn't that the day Tang Tang came to Yongye City? It is also the beginning of
everything.

Tang Cuo couldn't help thinking of the unfinished words in the movie theater, but he
knew that this was not the time to mention this. At this moment, the door of the box was
finally knocked.

"Yo." K walked in, and the purple suit of Sao Bao almost became his standard. He
glanced left and right, and subconsciously he would sit next to Tang Cuo, because he
didn't want to sit with Jin Cheng.

But when he was about to sit down, Jin Cheng's long legs stretched out and stopped
him. Then he stood up and sat next to Tang Cuo, then kneaded with a cold face to sit
opposite the two.

"Are you here?" k speechless.

"As for." Jin Cheng lifted Erlang's legs and raised his hands on the back of the sofa, the
whole uncle of debt collection. K knew his temper, but he couldn't help but spread his
hands, "You can't count on me to do what the black hat does."

Jin Cheng smiled, "Don't the twelfth movement have your share?"

k "I am a businessman. Whoever buys intelligence from me will give it to anyone who
can afford the price. You haven't asked me if I have clues to the twelfth movement. How
can I blame me?"

Jin Cheng "Is it still my fault?"

k spread his hands, smiling.

The two smiling tigers faced each other across the table, and no one could see through
each other's real intentions. Suddenly, Jin Cheng said, "You dare to guarantee that you
have not leaked my information to the black hat."

k "This is against my professional ethics."

Jin Cheng "But k, these two laws of black hats are not moral and immoral issues. You
should know what consequences this will bring, even if you are an ordinary player, you
don’t care, you don’t need to be, but you really Do you want to fight against me for the
black hat? Do you think-will the remaining seven movements fall in my hand or in the
black hat?"

k smiled slightly, his eyes gleaming coldly.

Jin Cheng was still complacent and looked down at him gently tapping his fingertips on
the table, "I'm going to kill him, which is a piece of music. You really think I did good
deeds with the first two pieces of music, Am I a good person?"

Chi·naked threat.
K can stand in Yongye City and specialize in intelligence business. He has his unique
ability. Even Lin Yandong dare not take him easily. Looking at the whole area, only
madmen like Jin Cheng dare to kill in person.

But K also had to admit that Jin Cheng had such a guts.

"I really did not deliberately disclose information about you to Black Hat, and he never
asked about it. Today I came out, I was also surprised." k eased the tone, "I have asked
Black Hat to use the number five movement before What to do, but he didn’t answer
me. He caught you by surprise this time, and certainly won’t let the news leak in
advance. If you want to inquire, you might as well ask the lady boss.”

Jin Cheng "What's the use of those four things?"

K raised an eyebrow. "This will cost you a few points."

Jin Cheng asked "Do you really have relevant information?"

"It doesn't."

"That's all credit."

The two creditors, each with a tone of voice, were straightforward and strong. Tang Cuo
knew how they got on the line.

"What about Dream Unlimited Market? If you don't even know this, close the door."

"Huh." K started to learn Jin Cheng, he found that this word really expresses his inner
emotions. But he can't smash his own signboard, and he still has to do business with Jin
Cheng.

He sorted out his thoughts and said, "I will give you this for free. The Fantasy Infinite
Market is actually a market, and you can also think of it as a special copy in Yongye
City."
Jin Cheng didn't speak, but Tang Cuo said, "The player is a gambler, what is it? Who is
betting with? Who is the dealer?"

k looked at this little apprentice of Jin Cheng who was very calm from beginning to end,
very interested, "betting everything you have. You can bet with the system, or players
can bet against each other, the dealer is a black hat, he will be in every A portion of the
profits will be used as a commission in the game."

Tang Cuo "He will not end?"

k smiled, he found that Tang Cuo could ask the idea every time, "This possibility is not
ruled out."

Jin Cheng asked him "Do you have cramps in your face?"

k "???

Jin Cheng "Go for cramps."

k "Are you sick?"

I'm so cooperative, and still say I have cramps? K was really angry, rolled his eyes, and
wished to drive people out directly.

Jin Chengke is not uncommon to stay here either. The **** guy in this bag is not straight
at first glance and smiles at Tang Cuo. Jin Cheng did not fully believe what he said just
now.

The players in Yongye City are deceptive ghosts.

In the end, Jin Cheng dropped the money for tea and said, "Tell the black hat not to
commit me."

Leaving the tavern, Jin Cheng's face was condensed, and there was only a little smile
on his lips, and he was terribly cold. Then his eyes looked at who died. Tang Cuo rarely
saw him like this, and asked, "Is it awful?"
Jin Cheng "very bad."

Tang Cuo "?"

Jin Cheng "Those who have delayed other people's lives will be struck by thunder."

The old dog in a black hat who kills thousands of knives does not do things long ago,
but he has to choose to do things when he confesses. He deserves to be kicked by his
lover and be single for life.

Tangcuo was speechless.

Jin Cheng was on the street again, blocking him from the crowd, "You have nothing to
say?"

Tang Cuo "?"

Jin Cheng "For example, seeing me in a very bad mood, coaxing me."

Tang Cuo looked around, there were fewer people on the street, everyone was in a
hurry, and even squatted on the side of the road holding his head motionless, both
painful and helpless. He said, "The mood of other players looks worse than you."

"But only when I'm in a good mood can I find a better way to solve the problem, can't I?"
Jin Cheng also saw the surroundings, but he never fell into the suffering of others.

Tang Cuo felt that this logic was really impeccable, but he could not make him coax, so
he bypassed Jin Cheng ruthlessly and went on, saying, "Wen Xiaoming should find
you."

Wen Xiaoming has indeed arrived in the e zone, he rushed over immediately after
hearing the system broadcast, and brought the news of the black hat.

"Miao Qi found me before I came and said they were investigating black hats, and said
let's not move first, Lin Yandong would go to meet him in person."
This was unexpected. Jin Cheng did not expect a black hat to catch Lin Yandong from
behind the scenes. These two people must have known each other before. Black Hat
wants the intention of those four materials, maybe he knows.

Jin Cheng touched his chin and asked, "How many days have you not been in the
copy?"

Wen Xiaoming "Three days."

Jin Cheng "Don't rush in first, you'll be stuck in time. In the next few days, you go to Chi
Yan and entrust An Ning and her teammates to look at the grocery store. Remember, I
only need them to stare and put black hats on Wherever you go, you don’t need them to
manage everything else. You pay for the remuneration."

"Yes." Wen Xiaoming deservedly, and asked "Do you want to see the grocery stores in
each district?"

Jin Cheng "Focus on areas a and e, let lily come in area a."

After receiving the order, Wen Xiaoming went away in turmoil. Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo
went straight to the central area, and came to the less authentic izakaya again.

The business of the izakaya is still as bad as before. When the two of them opened the
curtain and walked in, there was no one in the shop. The proprietress leaned against
the pool and smoked, her flamboyant lipstick sticking to the mouthpiece, her figure was
still so hot.

She lowered her eyes and looked not in a good mood. Yu Guang glanced at the guests
and didn't say hello. She waited until Jin Cheng approached and tapped the table with a
smile, before she looked over.

"He's not here." The three words are neat.

"Who is he?" Jin Cheng asked with a smile.

"Ask for some reason." The proprietress tilted him and flicked the ashes, saying, "The
twelve movements have nothing to do with me. You better not bother me with this.
Otherwise, even if you both look handsome, the old lady will still chase you. Go out."

Jin Cheng spread his hand and looked innocently at Tangcuo.

Tang Cuo said, "We don't ask about this, we just want to ask your sister-Lin Yandong."

The proprietress spit out a cigarette and raised her delicate eyebrows slightly surprised.

Tang Cuo smiled a little, "Sister knows Lin Yandong, right? Lin Yandong said he can't
leave Area A and make a deal with us. We want to know what happened between him
and Yongye City, afraid he would pit me."

"Your little handsome boy is really interesting." The lady boss said, she had to reach out
Tang Tang's face. The smile was charming and the smiling eyes were more like hooks.

But as soon as she reached half of her hand, she was intercepted by Jin Cheng. "The
lady boss is so thin, you have praised me so many times before, and you have never
used it."

"Cut." The lady boss snapped his hand. "Just you? You might as well be a monk."

The proprietress hasn't touched it. It's this dead and straight man who doesn't want to
move. She was angry at the thought, so Tang Cuo became more pleasing to the eye,
and looked at this face, how much longer Zhou Zheng and Duojun looked.

It's just that Jin Cheng's intention is too obvious, and the boss lady is not bored. She
only smiled and looked at Tang Cuo, saying, "I promise you sister, sweet-mouthed
children have candy."

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 79:

Unknown Dagger
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"Lin Yandong rescued him once."

The proprietress continued to swallow the clouds, her eyes through the misty smoke, as
if she saw the past again, "That was a large copy of dozens of people, I did not go, I do
not understand the specific situation. But the last few survived Personally, the
teammates in black hats are all dead, he opened the grocery store after customs
clearance. A few years later, the people in Yongye City changed a lot, and no one
remembered what was going on."

Jin Cheng "He didn't mention it to you?"

The proprietress smiled sarcastically, "I am just one of his lover, he told me what to do?
You have to ask Lin Yandong, how can a good person go in, and his temperament
changes greatly. He and his teammates He is usually called brother and brother, but
later the person died, and he was never mentioned again."

Tang Cuo thought deeply and asked, "Do you think his teammate's death is related to
his temperament change?"

"Who knows." The lady boss smiled at Tang Cuo, and said, "Anyway, I broke up with
him, and he has nothing to do with me. But my sister also reminds you, be careful Lin
Yandong. What more do black hats have? It is planned that he is all editing players,
there is no way to directly attack the players, Lin Yandong is different."

Tang Cuo smiled "Thank you."

Jin Cheng could not see it anymore. He put the lemonade at his hand in front of Tang
Cuo, and took over the words again, "The last question, who survived that year apart
from Lin Yandong and Black Hat?"

The proprietress "The fortune-teller in Area B, but this guy cannot hide in Area B all the
year round, it is not easy for you to think of him."

This is an unexpected answer.

After a while, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng left the izakaya and returned to Area E. On the
way back, the two turned around to the black hat grocery store and stood across the
street for a while.

The two did not cover up, so they looked at it in such a fair manner. One arm was
standing, one was leaning on the lamppost, and the light of the lamplight overlapped
their shadows, making them slightly intimate.

"There are many people here." Jin Cheng said.

Three consecutive movements were promulgated. Players appeared to be suicidal and

triggered compulsory missions. Yongye City was empty. However, many people
gathered around the deserted black hat grocery store. Most of these people dangle
around, and few tentatively walk in, many are hiding in the buildings on both sides,
peeping quietly.

Jin Cheng didn't know if the peaceful people arrived or not, and they hid in the dark. He
and Tangcuo are people of the bright place, so such a fair and upright appearance is to
let the black hat see.

Tang Cuo "Do you think Lin Yandong is involved in this incident?"

Jin Cheng "If there is, he will not give me the sixth movement. But the copy of that year
is very important. What happened inside, Lin Yandong does not necessarily entrust us
all. We have to bypass k and check. The previous thing."
"Worried that he will ventilate the black hat?"

"Defenses can not do without."

Originally k was a good source of intelligence, although the asking price was higher, but
it was handy. This time, not only have to give up, but also bypass him, things will be
much more troublesome.

Jin Cheng felt so constrained for the first time. He came to Yongye City for three years.
His foundation was still too shallow. Once these old players and the past were involved,
he quickly fell into the wind.

Looking at the player wandering outside the grocery store, but no one has been in for a
long time, Jin Cheng said, "The black hat is probably in area a now."

Tang Cuo "How to say?"

Jin Cheng "Well, if the artist is so bold, the elite in the a hat must not be able to sit
down. Can't you Jin Cheng, don't you dare to enter a grocery store? A district is so
lively, Why wouldn’t the black hat as the boss of the grocery store not accept the
results?"

What's more, the identity of the player in the series is a black hat's death-free gold
medal. The player is no better, unless he uses special means, he can't do anything with
him.

Tang Cuo nodded and basically agreed.

But the two guessed wrong this time. The grocery store in Area A was really lively. Many
people were blown up, but they didn't find out until they arrived-the black hat was not
here at all.

The time went back one hour ago, in zone f.

In a kaleidoscope-like colorful space, irregular, endless repeating colorful geometric

patterns on the head, feet, and surrounding walls. And this space is not a normal
hexahedron, but a dodecahedron, with bells hanging on each side, all bells hang down
naturally, completely violating the law of gravity.

"Ding!"

"Welcome to the fantasy unlimited market."

Twelve bells trembled, and the twelve walls looked like led screens. Those irregular
geometric patterns began to rotate and switch, and they were replaced with white
screens in the next second.

The white screen flickered, and a black wizard hat appeared on every wall. Underneath
the hat was a weird smile with a pure white mask and no body.

One of the masks opened, and he looked at the big, small, or two people in the space,
his smile almost touching his ears.

"I didn't expect my first guest to be born in the f district. What do the two want? There
will be a discount for the first order."

"The dagger I want to hide in the book of gods." The small one said. She wore a red
mantle made of hemp, her bare feet exposed were slender and soft, and her small face
hidden in a hood was pale and pale.

If Chi Yan and Tang Cuo were here, she would be able to recognize that she was the
little girl from the beginning, Zheng Yingying. Standing next to her is naturally a river.

"Blade of the Unknown." This time, it was replaced by another wizard hat. The
sorcerer's hat turned around in a funny way, with the tip of the hat facing down, looking
at them upside down and saying, "This is not cheap."

Zheng Yingying "How much?"

Sorcerer's hat "This is not a measurable price, but because you are my first guest, I can
barely offer you a price."
Zheng Yingying "You said."

Sorcerer hat "I want your half heart, one eye and one little finger, and it will never be
regenerated."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yingying raised her delicate eyebrows, and for the first time
showed a look of hesitation and doubt. The nearby river also appeared alert, and
immediately interrupted, "What will happen if you don't have a heart?"

Sorcerer's hat "Relax, here is Yongye City, the soul is above everything. The flesh is just
a container for storing the soul, it can become infinitely stronger, and of course it will not
die if you cut off half of the heart. But what will she become in the end, just I can’t
control it."

Jianghe "Since it is a sale, it should be made clear."

The wizard hat grinned strangely, and when he spoke again, it was the one who
stepped on the foot of the river, "You are really interesting, don't you know, Yongye City
never sells after-sales."

The river subconsciously pulled Zheng Yingying back, and the moment the head was
back, the wizard hat on the top of the head also opened, "That's the nameless blade.
You asked for this thing as soon as you came, and you're very brave. If you don't want
to buy it, you can do it now. gone."

The words fell, and irregular geometric patterns began to appear on the walls. The
twelve wizard hats were surrounded by brilliant colors, like blooming flowers and
butterfly wings, which were constantly changing and endless.

The expression on the mask under the sorcerer's hat is also changing, changing every
second, the expression is like a freeze, full of grotesque breath. A simple version of
"Songs of Gods, Lambs, and Crows" was even heard from the bells that swayed left
and right. There were no lyrics, only the jingle bells.
Hearing the bell, Zheng Yingying's body in the cloak shook, but her eyes became more
determined, "I buy."

The bells stopped suddenly, and the colorful patterns changed, and the wizard hat in
front of him grinned. "I have to remind you that the fantasy infinite market is the market
of destiny. All you buy is an opportunity to own."

The light flashed, and two light groups appeared in front of Zheng Yingying.

"One representative has one, and no representative. Once the choice is made, the
transaction is immediately concluded."

Jiang He looked dignified and wanted to stop her, but she looked across Zheng
Yingying's face and was stopped by her firm gaze. Zheng Yingying gritted her teeth,
staring at the two light groups with a stare, and could not see the other.

After a moment, she finally reached out her hand, turned her heart across, and tapped
the one on the right.

"Ding! The deal is concluded!"

The moment the announcement sounded, Zheng Yingying immediately fell to his knees
with his heart covered, curling up in pain. Jiang He hurriedly supported her, and he saw
blood flowing from his hand covering his heart, and a little finger was gone.

Looking at her eyes again, it seems to have been dug out, leaving only a bleeding hole.

Jiang He clenched his fists quietly, and at this moment, a figure wearing a wizard hat
finally appeared in front of the two. He carried a tray in his left hand, which was Zheng
Yingying's missing finger, one eye, and half a beating heart.

The wide brim covered his eyes, only showing a grinning mouth. He immediately drew a
dagger and threw it at the foot of Zheng Yingying. "Congratulations, you are right."

However, Zheng Yingying was so painful that the blood almost made her half red.
Jiang He wanted to pick it up for her, but listened to the black hat with a smile and
reminded, "That is a dagger cursed by God. If you are not afraid of death, you can touch
it."

Jiang He's hand immediately paused, and between the light and the stone, he
remembered the legend about the dagger. This is a dagger for killing a god. Legend has
it that someone hid it in a book in an attempt to assassinate a god.

Where this story came from, whether it exists in the copy world or elsewhere, is
irrelevant, but only the dagger is real. God killed the God-killer and put a curse on the
dagger. Since then, this dagger has a special ability-devour.

Anyone who is stabbed by a dagger will be devoured a part of his soul as the owner of
the dagger. Unless the owner dies, otherwise whoever touches this dagger is unlucky.

"I'll come by myself." Zheng Yingying finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although she still
couldn't stand the pain, she raised her head and extended her hand forward with
longing, and then—

Clenched the dagger firmly.

Fate was finally in her hands.

In various districts of Yongye City, the Fantasy Infinite Market opened one after another
and welcomed its own guests. But no one except Zheng Yingying in Area f saw Black
Hat himself.

Half an hour later, when Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng had just left the izakaya, the black hat
was actually in the center, in a private club just one street away from the izakaya.

He even sat by the window watching Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo leave.

"Is this your all-round ally?" He looked back to Lin Yandong sitting opposite.

"Not good?" Lin Yandong asked back.

"Yongye City has existed for so long, there are thousands of people who can reach the
summit, more than Jin Cheng. Most of these people are short-lived, or too conservative,
and when the time comes to reincarnate, you can be sure that Jin Cheng is a special
one. ?"

"Just add Tangcuo."

The black hat tilted his head for a moment, shrugged again, and said nothing.

Lin Yandong twisted the beads with his left hand and said, "Don't you give me an
explanation about the twelve movements?"

Black hat "I want to open the fantasy unlimited market, you don’t know it early, let alone,
we are not on a boat. The boat with you just walked from here, you are not afraid that I
will know what you know about the fantasy unlimited market. tell them?"

"You can say it." Lin Yandong calmly calmed.

"Hey." The black hat chuckled, "Don't lift the stone and hit your feet. Jin Cheng is not a
fool, be careful that he will kill you in the end."

"It's not easy for you to worry, let's say, how do you want to end this time?"

"I don't think you have a position to collect debts from me."

Lin Yandong raised his eyes, paused with his hands twisting the beads, and smiled,
"You forgot what happened then? I saved your life."

"You'd better not mention it." The black hat instantly became violent and vicious, "Mr.
Lin, I never let you save me."

"Then you may die."

"..."
Lin Yandong fluttered lightly and successfully blocked the words of the black hat. If it
was in that copy of the year, the black hat might choose to die or not come back, but a
few years later, his ideas have changed.

For a long time, the black hat returned to calm again, smiling humbly and saying, "Well,
I can give you a clue for other movements for free. How about? Jin Cheng let k warn
me, and I don’t want to follow you. Now tear your face."

After another half an hour, Chi Yan found Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng's residence in the E
District. He took a small bag and was relieved when he gave it to Tang Cuo.

"Brother Xiaoming asked me to send it and said that it was something given by
someone named Lin Yandong. You will know it when you read it. There is Sister An
Ning at the grocery store. They looked at it, and he went back to Area A first."

Tang Cuo opened the package and found out that they were two passes for Area B.

Jin Cheng saw it and leaned on the sofa, saying, “Lin Yandong didn’t want to tell the
truth in person, and sent two passes. This is to send us to find another party. It seems
that he will not see us for the time being.”

"He should know about our going to the izakaya." Tang Cuo thought, and asked, "You
said that the fortune teller sees guests every three months, when is the next visit?"

Jin Cheng calculated the time, "It's tomorrow by coincidence."

At the end of the speech, Jin Cheng looked at the misty Chi Yan, Yu Guang glanced at
the open door again, and counted on his heart. He smiled and asked, "Chi Yan, I
haven’t seen you for a long time. Your Tang brother moved to his new home. Tonight
Stay here?"

Chi Yan scratched his head, "Ah? Can I live?"

Tang Cuo "..."

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Chi Yan failed to stay in the end, because when Tang Cuo proposed to live with him, Jin
Cheng suddenly turned over and drove him away.

The moment the door was closed, Chi Yan didn't bother to understand what was going
on.

What stimulated this brother?

Tang Cuo in the door didn't say a word, he leaned his arms against the back of the sofa
and quietly watched Jin Cheng as a demon.

Jin Cheng looked at him like this, but he was not guilty. Instead, he picked up the
instructor’s shelf and said, "Time is precious. There are more than ten hours until
tomorrow. I’m going to the training ground to practice?"

Tangcuo "OK."

Jin Cheng finally saw Tang Cuo smiling at him, but he didn't feel very good. He seemed
to really irritate the little tiger, and the other party was about to bite him.

For Tang Cuo, there is nothing that cannot be solved by fighting, even though he can't.

Jin Cheng, a shameless guy with many words, is particularly handsome when he fights.
He can smile at you unscrupulously, or he can repress you ruthlessly, calmly and
confidently, with ease.
Tang Cuo was so addicted at that time. He loved Jin Cheng's strength. Even if he was
beaten down again and again, as long as Jin Cheng was still standing, he seemed to be
able to get up from the ground again.

Change to someone else, he won't get up. It's more troublesome to get up again and
again, he will wait for himself to become stronger than the other party, and then turn the
opponent over with a punch, saving more trouble.

At the end of the exercise, it was no surprise that Tang Toto was lying on the ground in
the training room, and Jin Cheng sat cross-legged beside him, handing him a bottle of
water.

Tang Cuo was sweating, and after drinking the water, he finally came back a little bit, but
he still lay on the ground and didn't want to move. Jin Cheng grabbed his arm at this
moment and let him counterattack subconsciously.

"Slap!" Jin Cheng pressed his swept leg, pressed his wrist with his backhand, and
leaned over to look at him with a smile on his lips, "Don't be nervous, I just look at the
injury on your hand."

Tang Cuo was expressionless, but after high-intensity training, his hair was wet, and his
face still had a natural blush. No matter how he did not want to have an expression, he
looked very young and energetic, and his eyes were particularly bright.

"I was not injured." He retorted.

"Are you sure?" Jin Cheng squeezed his sleeve down to reveal the large bruise on his
arm. Tang Cuo had nothing to say at this time, but he really didn't pay attention, not
concealing it deliberately. And the injury in Yongye City, can it be called an injury, just
drink some medicine and it will be over, and you will not be left with one scar.

Speaking of that, Tang Cuo has never known how the scar on Jin Cheng's face came
from, and why he never removed it.

"Don't stare at your brother." Jin Cheng began to shame again.

Tang Cuo turned his head silently, and really stopped watching. Jin Cheng was reluctant
to find out that Wen Xiaoming's self-produced water was applied to Tang Cuo on
bruises. There was no need to drink therapeutic drugs for such injuries, and he said,
"You just looked at me like that, did you have something to ask? "

Tang Cuo "not interested."

Jin Cheng "Then tell me, where do I disinterest you?"

Your thinking is very problematic.

Tang Cuo was so annoyed by him that he sat up and turned around and asked, "What
did I say?"

Jin Cheng raised his chin and smiled, "I will give you some suggestions, maybe you can
change it?"

It's not that he changed it himself, but that Tang Tanggao can say such awesome words,
only Jin Cheng is the only one in the world. Tang Cuo almost got up to fight him again,
but think about it again, and then play three hundred games, Jin Cheng is still that Jin
Cheng.

Tangcuo continued to send death gaze.

Jin Cheng touched his nose, knowing that he couldn't make people too amused, and
began to change the subject, "You were just looking at the scar on my face, right? This
scar was left when I first arrived in Yongye City. Yes, take a lesson and learn a lesson, I
didn’t remove it. If you don’t like it, it’s just a few points.”

It's second to go or not to go to the scar, Tang Cuo is very curious, "who can make you
lose money?"

Jin Cheng "The teammate I looked for when I first came here was duped in the copy."

Tang Cuo "You are not like the unguarded person."

"Because he saved me." Jin Cheng said lightly, "Not all get along with conspiracy.
Before that copy, he was indeed a qualified teammate, not to mention integrity and
kindness, but at least it has a bottom line. Only when something happens, you will find
that the bottom line exists to be broken."

Tang Cuo "?"

Jin Cheng "He wants to save people, this person is very important in his heart. So when
I was placed on the balance with this person at the same time, he would not hesitate to
sacrifice me. If we are in danger at the same time, we must Choose one, it’s nothing,
but it’s a devil’s deal. In order to save the dead person, he wrote my name on the
transaction form."

"and after?"

"He died and the transaction failed."

Powerful people are not always strong, and Jin Cheng has misunderstood it. Even if it is
lifted up now, even if the scar on his face is still there, it will always exist.

This is not Jin Cheng's grudge, but he never denies himself at any moment.

Tang Cuo feels that he should say something at this time, but he has always been not
good at expressing. If he says "I will not give up on you", he is too nauseous.

For a long time, he said, "Don't go scars."

Jin Cheng waited for a long time for this sentence, slightly suspicious, "Why?"

Tang Cuo "because he is handsome."

The words fell and turned into surprises in Jin Cheng's eyes. He didn't expect Tang Cuo
to hit a straight ball. He usually bore a gourd like this. It was so cool to open his mouth-it
was a cool dull gourd.

"Then you think about it?" Jin Cheng leaned on one side, staring at him scorchingly.
"." Tang Cuo leaned back a little later.

"Read failed, come back."

"I promised you."

After finishing the speech, Jin Cheng was too late to be happy. Tang Cuo gasped and
said, "Be a good brother for a lifetime."

Jin Cheng's mood was like a roller coaster, and Tang Cuo was tossed a 360-degree
roundabout by Tang Cuo. He was so angry that he caught Tang Cuo's wrist and
overwhelmed him. Looking at the calm face of the other party, you can't beat it, you
can't scold, you can't scold, you can only gritt your teeth and say, "You're mad at me."

Tang Cuo blinked, "Brother."

"Eh." The balloon named Jin Cheng deflated.

At that time, the scallion boy finally turned into an old fritter, and the years never
deceived me.

What can I do now? Just go kissed.

Facts have proved that such a tough approach works best for Tang Cuocai. Too much
talk and too many roundabouts will only be counterproductive. It’s useless to sell
miserably, even if the disgusting little **** distresses you, you can still have a face.

But this evening, Jin Cheng still failed to fulfill his great desire to live together in a room
because Tang Cuo said he was injured.

Was beaten by Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng squatted with his back against the door of his room, with his elbows on his
knees to support his chin, and once again realized what it means to "lift a stone and hit
his feet."

The next day.

Tang Cuo, a hypoglycemic patient with waking gas, is still in good spirits, but Jin Cheng
is not sleeping well, and the air pressure is quite low. Seeing Tang Cuo coming out, he
instantly changed his face and stood there innocent and wronged.

Are you a girl?

Tang Cuofang slandered, unable to hide. Jin Cheng occupies two major advantages of
height and force, he was blocked in the corner without taking a few steps, let him kiss a
bit before finishing.

What is the hardship of life, this is it.

After having breakfast, the two went out immediately.

Because they only have a pass for area b, they must first go to the central area and
then enter area b from here. The system detects the pass in the hands of two people
and will automatically release it without any formalities.

An hour later, the gate of the divination room was already in sight.

Area b is a high-end area second only to area a. The buildings here are more than one
grade higher than area e in terms of scale and architectural style. The divination room is
no exception, because it is opened in a villa with a garden.

"A person can only come here for divination once, and I have been here last time, so
this time only you can get on." Jin Cheng said.

"What are the standards for guests?" Tang Cuo asked. Since the fortune teller sees only
three guests at a time, he doesn't always come first.

Jin Cheng spread his hand, "No standard is her standard, you will know by the door."

Tang Cuo did not ask again.

More than one person has arrived at the door of the villa. Tang Cuo observed carefully,
and found that most of these people just stood up for a while and walked away.
Someone suddenly showed anger and shook the iron door of the villa, but there was no
response in the door.

There are also some individual tourists standing not far away, not for divination, but for
recording information.

When Tangcuo and Jin Cheng arrived, because Tangcuo was ahead, everyone had not
recognized it for a while. When Jin Cheng's highly recognizable face appeared in the
sight of everyone, they naturally became the focus of sight.

Jin Cheng turned a blind eye and smiled and told Tang Cuo, "You just stand at the door.
If you are his guest, the door will open automatically."

Tang Cuo went straight to the door without saying anything.

The rest of the people were eager to move, and they didn't know what the idea was in
their hearts, but Jin Cheng Yuguang swept away. These thoughts were like bubbles in
the sun, bursting in an instant.

At this moment, the door that had been closed from morning till now suddenly opened.

Jin Cheng walked over to Tang Cuo, "It seems that our Mr. Fortune-Teller has expected
you to come early in the morning."

Tang Cuo asked, "You did this last time?"

"Not far apart."

"Then go."

Ignoring the surprise or envy around them, the two walked in with a big swing. And just
as their figure disappeared at the corner of the cobblestone road, the gate closed
slowly, blocking the pace of the rest.

Someone looked through the door without hesitation, but could see nothing but the lush
trees.
On the other side, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng walked smoothly to the real door. This time,
the door opened again. There followed a cold female voice, "Jin Cheng, what are you
doing here too? I won't entertain you."

Jin Cheng "accompany his family."

The other party fell silent for three seconds before saying, "You are sitting downstairs
and let your family go upstairs alone."

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Divination
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Tang Cuo went to the study on the second floor by himself, but he still didn't see
anyone, because the study was divided into two spaces by a huge black curtain.

He is on the end of the curtain, and the fortuneteller is on the end of the curtain.

Jin Cheng said that the fortuneteller is Yanye, a female, who has been in Yongye City
for more than ten years, but she opened this divination room after she rose to District B,
and has never been to District A.

She has been hiding behind this curtain for so many years, as if she is trying to avoid
something. The last time Jin Cheng came, she didn't even see her face.
"What do you want to divination? The past or the future." A cold female voice came from
across the curtain.

"You took the initiative to invite me in. Since you know that I am coming, you should also
know what I want to divination." Tang Cuo's eyes fixed on the curtain. There was no
wind in the room, and the curtain was like a solidified picture, not moving at all.

"If you don't say it yourself, divination won't work," she answered.

Words are not good.

Tang Cuo thought for a while and said, "I want to know what happened in the copy that
Black Hat and Lin Yandong experienced with you."

Word industry "It has nothing to do with you. My divination only divination your personal
destiny."

Tang Cuo "Black hat uses two movements, the movement is about every player, and of
course it's about me."

Word industry "Strong words."

Both sides fell into a brief silence.

Tang Cuo asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Yan Ye sneered, "Did your arrogant tone learn from him too?"

Tangcuo "Yes."

Xu Shi was too frank, he did not hesitate to let Jin Cheng back the pot, but let words
and words stop. She didn't answer, and Tang Cuo continued to say, "The reason why
the secret is too heavy is because there are too few people who know, and everyone is
too heavy. Once it is broken, the pressure naturally shifts."

Word industry "You speak lightly."

"So you can choose to make me not so light. The twelve movements are here, black
hats are on the stage, plus Lin Yandong, Jin Cheng, and so on. The wheel of fortune
has begun to turn. Now that is the best time to break, you still have What are you
waiting for?"

There was no answer from the other side. It took a long time to say, "You are like Jin
Cheng, you have a lip-sharp, but your personality is not so flattering."

Tang Cuo nodded, "Thank you for your praise."

But he said so much, and his words still showed no signs of relief, even saying "I will
give you one last chance, what do you want to divination, past or future?"

Tang Cuo asked "Why me?"

"Fate told me it was you."

"You can't even control your own destiny, but how can you see through the destiny of
others. How do you know that the puppet at the mercy of your destiny must be correct?"

"Go out." She seemed to be really irritated, her voice mixed with glacial ball.

Tang Cuo was unmoved.

The two sides stalemate, or say, unilaterally stalemate. After more than ten minutes, a
voice came from behind the curtain, "I don't know who is fearless. I now finally
understand why you and Jin Cheng can come together."

Tang Cuo suddenly wondered, "Is this also destined?"

Word industry "All things that have happened are destined."

Tang Cuo has always believed that the so-called "destined destiny" is only a
psychological effect, but this is the Yongye City, and gods may exist, and the fate of the
ethereal is even more difficult to say.

"I choose the future," he said.

"Tangcuo, your future is full of uncertainty." The answer given by Yanye seems to be
contrary to what she said just now. She speaks very slowly, and there is a pause in the
middle before she can say-

"I can only tell you that when you get the golden movement one day, remember to
exchange an egg game with Yongye City. The name of the egg game is called the gift of
God."

At the end of the speech, the other party coughed suddenly and violently, and the
reaction was so big that it seemed to cough up all his lungs. Tang Cuo frowned, and
stepped forward with an arrow. He was about to lift the curtain, and was sternly stopped.
"Stop!"

Tang Cuo stopped, the other party's tone was slightly gentle, "Don't cross the border,
Tang Cuo."

Tang Cuo is pondering. His eyes were fixed on the black curtain, his thoughts flew, and
he quickly judged the situation. It took five seconds to slowly retreat.

"You can go, Tangcuo." Yanye's voice brought a trace of exhaustion, "but for your
cooperation, I finally give you a suggestion."

"Aren't you curious about the purpose of black hats? Don't stick your eyes to the past of
black hats, you can also look at your palms when necessary. The destiny of people and
people is inextricably linked, look for the past according to the relationship, you will have
Surprised discovery."

"This surprise is in the copy?" Tang Cuo asked.

Yanye chuckled, but did not answer again.

Five minutes later, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng merged and left the divination room.
There are still many people waiting outside the villa. Yanye opens to receive three
guests at a time, and now there are two places left, and the rest will naturally not give
up easily.

On the way back, Tangcuo told Jin Cheng his dialogue with Yanye without a word, and
at the end he asked, "Which golden movement does it refer to? Is it the product of all
the movements, or is it a specific movement?" "

Jin Cheng "is the number one movement, also known as the golden movement."

After a pause, he pondered again and said, "It seems that the key clue is in "The
Country of the Moon". The side mission I triggered in the second ring may be able to
really make a movement in the end."

Tang Cuo nodded, "The connection between the three is the only one."

In the case of Black Hat, Black Hat and Lin Yandong including Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo,
what are their similarities? Tang Cuo thinks about it, except that everyone is a player,
only "Yueyin".

Needless to say, Lin Yandong and their relationship with "Yueyin Kingdom", the four
things black hats are asking for look like the production of a copy of the Western
Fantasy.

Around, they still have to go around in the copy.

"But before that, you still have to try the dream unlimited market." Jin Cheng said.

"Well." Tang Cuo said, and confirmed again. "Is that a market?"

Jin Cheng "K said so."

Tang Cuo "Then take Chi Yan with you."

"why?"

"Because he is lucky."
The Ping'an Fu given by Chi Yan helped Tang Cuo directly find the key to the gate of the
mansion. This luck is beyond doubt.

That afternoon, they really found Chi Yan and said they would take him to the grocery
store. Chi Yan is a younger brother who is unconditionally convinced of Tang Cuo.

On the way to go, Jin Cheng thought about caring about him, "What are your abilities
now? Have you started?"

Chi Yan scratched his head embarrassedly.

Tang Cuo was embarrassed to see him for the first time. Just asking, I saw Chi Yan
pushing up his sleeves to reveal a big flower arm. The dark gold color and the
dragon-like pattern are not embarrassing.

"Brother, don't misunderstand me, brother, I didn't go to the society!" Chi Yan hurriedly
explained, "This is called the Kirin Arm, it's very metaphysical, and the crit rate is
especially great!"

"Crit?"

"It's just that I can exert several times my strength with a punch, and it's very likely to hit
the opponent's life, but this depends on the odds, sometimes only a few tenths. The
most powerful thing is the good luck buff, use This arm came to open the box to pick
things up, and my luck was really good, lever! The last Ping Fu was the way I picked it
up!"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at each other and began to be silent.

Luck is really a metaphysics.

Central area, game hall.

The news that Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng appeared in the divination room in area b has
been circulated. After the players have discussed in twos and threes, they can generally
deduce the fact that they obtained the pass.
The name Tangcuo was mentioned again.

"There are so many people in Yongye City, open once every three months, entertain
three people once, and only twelve a year. And because the divination room is in Area
b, there are almost no newcomers in the lower-level area. When it comes to quota, why
do I think it's not so simple."

"According to reliable information, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng entered the special trigger
copy together, his strength is not much worse than Jin Cheng."

"His, the newcomers this year are too scary?"

"People dare to reach out even for the twelve movements, and the old players are also
farts in his eyes."

"..."

Soon after, the news that Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng entered the black hat grocery store
was again stirred up. Many people couldn’t sit still and went to the e-zone to join in the
excitement, saying that they would look at this “face-to-face confrontation of movement
contenders”.

However, Tang Cuo and others have already entered, and the fantasy infinite market is
in a different space. They naturally cannot see anything.

In the first second of entering the grocery store, the three found the changes around
them. The grocery store full of shelves is gone, replaced by a colorful dodecahedron
space.

The whole process is like entering the mission wall, triggering the copy.

"Ding!"

"Welcome to the fantasy unlimited market!"

The twelve bells and twelve wizard hats are exactly the same as the situation
encountered by Zheng Yingying and Jiang He, but Tang Cuo did not know that they had
been here.

Jin Cheng took a lot of things to Chi Yan, and he explained that the transaction he was
going to deal with would be completed by him. That is, Jin Cheng is gambling money,
but it is Chi Yan's luck.

I have to say that Chi Yan's unicorn arms are rare skills that make Jin Cheng feel
jealous. He must try.

The mask under the wizard's hat opened. "What do you need? Please speak up your
needs boldly and imaginatively."

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, "I want twelve movements, do you?"

The moment I answered, I switched to the wizard hat on the side wall closest to him and
smiled and said, "This guest, your imagination is average, but you have great ambitions.
The twelve movements are banned items and cannot be sold. Internal circulation."

Jin Cheng "What if I only buy its news?"

Wizard hat "You can make a reservation, sir. If a player puts the news of the twelve
movements into the market as a product, the shop can open a trading space for the two,
and the two sides can complete the gambling without worrying about the identity
disclosure."

On gambling?

It seems that this is not so simple to buy and sell.

Jin Cheng looked at Tang Cuo, Tang Cuo understood, and began to give instructions to
Chi Yan.

Chi Yan listened carefully, and soon understood what he meant, then cleared his throat
and began to order, "I want a dream gem, what price?"
The sorcerer's hat above his head suddenly smiled sullenly, frightening Chi Yan. He
looked up and saw the weird white mask staring at him, with a black hole in his eyes.
"Dreams of dreams, produced by the dragon, to overcome all illusions and enhance the
spirit of the wearer, you need at least three pieces of advanced equipment. "

Chi Yan immediately glanced at Tang Cuo with Yu Guang, and when he nodded, he
picked and picked three things from Jin Cheng's self, and tried to push them out.

The twelve sorcerer hats looked over together, and irregular geometric patterns
appeared again on the white wall, constantly changing and staring for a long time, which
gave people a sense of weightlessness, as if the whole person was rotating.

"Don't look." Jin Cheng raised his hand and held Chi Yan's shoulder. Chi Yan hurried
back to God, but suddenly two light groups appeared in front of him.

"One representative has one, and no representative. Once the choice is made, the
transaction is immediately concluded."

Swallowing, Chi Yan hesitated and reached out. His unicorn arm is already activated,
and the dark gold lines blocked by the sleeves may have a slight streamer flash.

Chi Yan believed in his luck, but after all, it was not his equipment, he was still a little
nervous. When he was about to touch the light group, he turned back and confirmed to
the two brothers.

Just this?

Jin Cheng shrugged indifferently at him and followed you.

Chi Yan stretched his heart across and decided to reach for the one on the right. The
moment he entered the light group, he knew it was done, and when he opened his
palm, he looked at it. Wasn't it just like a dove's egg, a gem with a bright color!

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo exchanged glances again, and then said "again."
The Trial Game of Life Chapter 82: Little
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"Rose yarn down jacket."

""Qimen Dunjia"."

"Ticky's lead bucket."

The same thing was put on the market, and then Chi Yan was pulled out of the light
group without any errors. Tang Cuo didn't know if the black hat was jumping behind the
wall with anger, but the speed of the irregular geometric patterns was obviously
accelerated. The twelve black hats sometimes twitched like an electricity, funny and
grotesque.

But Dream Unlimited Market is good or not. Almost everything they want is there, but
after just replacing these items, Chi Yan’s stock is almost bottomed out.

If there is no Chi Yan's unicorn arm, the blood may not return.

"A magic stone that is useless."

When Chi Yan reported the name, he was still puzzled. What magic stone should be
prefixed with "nothing"? Even more bizarrely, he hit all the other shots, failed to pump
this broken stone?
The wizard hat was very happy. The twelve hats spun together, and the bell wobbled so
much that the song "Songs of Gods, Lambs, and Crows" was played.

"Brother, what should I do?" Chi Yan hurriedly signaled.

"Continue to smoke." Jin Cheng lost a few more things to him. After more than three
years, he has accumulated a lot of good things, but most of them are repetitive and
useless. Either they occupy the name of "advanced" and do not have the strength of
"advanced", or they do not meet his own number of battles. Jin Cheng has also
consciously kept himself and his companions from relying too much on equipment. With
Wen Xiaoming, a master of equipment, there are more things idle, and it is best to use
them to exchange things.

Chi Yan immediately tried again, this time he succeeded. Touching the flat black stone
in his hand, he was in a complicated mood-he had entered the copy several times, he
was so lucky, he hadn’t seen much advanced equipment, but just such a broken stone,
it cost seven Pieces.

He has an urge to give it up.

Jin Cheng didn't take this stone too seriously, and threw it to Tang Cuo, saying, "You
can add elemental affinity to you, you can't add too much, it's better than nothing."

Listen, listen to what this is called, chat is better than nothing!

The sorcerer's hat started to go crazy again, and twelve masks stared at them together,
opening their mouths together, "Are you still here? Are you still here? Are you still here?
Are you still here?"

Jin Cheng is very cruel, "Not coming."

Chi Yan felt that the black hat might be mad.

When leaving the grocery store, the three of them accidentally bumped into a group of
caring people who were squatting outside. Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo still walked away
without anyone, and no one would have the courage to stop them from asking about the
situation, and Chi Yan followed her with a stretched face, like a competent younger
brother.

Just did not take a few steps, Jin Cheng suddenly saw an acquaintance.

"Yo, isn't this Xiaoyi Yi."

Rong Yi was walking towards them, and when he heard this, he stopped suddenly, his
eyes deep. Chi Yan looked at him curiously, and Xiaonao Guzi thought about it carefully
before he remembered that there was a word "yi" in his name, not Rong Yi.

"You have something to do with me?" Jin Cheng smiled.

As soon as Rong Yi appeared, the players around him were restless and their eyes
were tenfold more intense. But to everyone's surprise, although Rong Yi wanted to kill
Jin Cheng's expression, he walked over and left with Jin Cheng.

Not to mention fighting for life and death, there is no symbolic confrontation.

"Is the news that they snatched the movement in the copy is fake?" Some people
couldn't help but wonder, how could they not think about it-when did the big brothers of
Yongye City become so peaceful?

In that box, the protagonists at the center of public opinion only care about their own.

Because Rong Yi had to enter the special trigger copy, it was previously reduced to the
e zone, so he is now a member of the e zone. He came here to find Jin Cheng purely to
talk to him openly.

"When are you going to return to area a?" he asked.

"Don't worry, some things go back to area a but they are handicapped." Jin Cheng is
also very calm.

"Cooperate?"
"Are you afraid that I will pit you again?"

Rong Yi declined to comment and said, "Leng Miao is out. I can persuade him not to go
against you for the time being, and I can even help you if necessary. Lin Yandong also
seems to have contact with him."

Jin Cheng "What is your relationship with Miao Miu?"

"Can you avoid folding words? It's disgusting."

"No."

Rong Yi wanted to roll his eyes and held back.

Jin Cheng continued, "Since I am cooperating with Lin Yandong, I don't lack you."

Rong Yi "But do you guess what Turin Yandong really wants? And my purpose is only
one-a chance for resurrection."

Resurrection items such as "Mr. Crow's Feathers" are only useful when the player has
just died. It is not so easy to resurrect a person who has died early.

Rong Yi thought very clearly. In the previous copy, Jin Cheng did not agree to his
condition because the two parties were already in opposing positions. But if they reach
cooperation outside the copy, it may be feasible.

Moreover, it is only cooperation under limited circumstances, and he is not tied to Jin
Cheng on a rope.

"I promise you." Jin Cheng's answer is simple. Compared with Lin Yandong, Rong Yi is
indeed a more reliable partner, but he thought about it and said, "But you have to pay
some chips first."

Rong Yi "What?"
Jin Cheng carried Chi Yan in front of him, patted Chi Yan on the shoulder, and said,
"Bring this younger brother, haven't you descended into Area E? Exactly, as long as he
doesn't die, our cooperation can continue."

"Ah?????" Chi Yan was completely out of condition, his eyes widened wide, and looked
at Jin Cheng and Rong Yi, and finally fixed on Tang Cuo, "Brother!"

Wen Yan, Rong Yi looked at Tang Cuo "brother?"

Tang Cuoben wanted to tell the truth, but watching Chi Yan's overwhelmed expression,
he swallowed the words again, and Quan was the default. Rong Yi then nodded and
said, "I can take him a copy."

Until Rong Yi chatted with Jin Cheng for a while, and turned around to leave, Chi Yan
was a little ignorant. They agreed, Rong Yi would come to pick him up tomorrow, and
the two sides lived close together.

"I, I, I will go with him?" Chi Yan pulled Tang Cuo's sleeve, like a pitiful abandoned.

Jin Cheng said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "You can also choose to refuse."

Chi Yan is still pitiful, "Then, that's goodbye, the second in the Red List. But brother,
don't you want me to stare at him, do I need to pay attention to anything?"

"No," Tang Cuo said.

"You are too weak," Jin Cheng said again.

Chi Yan was only pretending to be pitiful, but now he really feels pitiful. The two brothers
are determined to walk on the road to hit him, even if he just gave them several ssr.

Then Jin Cheng went to the Ruby Tavern again, and Tang Cuo took Chi Yan to the
training ground. Tang Cuo can't beat Jin Cheng for the time being, but it's still a matter
of abusing Chi Yan.
Half an hour later, Chi Yan was abused to suspect life, but Tang Cuo was also a little
surprised.

Chi Yan's abilities should belong to the category of abilities. Except for the Kirin Arm,
others are not worth mentioning. But this unicorn arm is indeed very evil, as if it has its
own sight. It is obvious that Chi Yan is an ordinary person with no skills. His punches
are erratic, his strength is insufficient, and the undercarriage is unstable. However, it
has happened several times. .

If it is hit and triggers a crit, it will be ashamed.

Gradually, Tang Cuo had a guess, so he threw Chi Yan a bottle of healing potion, "Get
up and fight again."

Chi Yan was already panting and sweating, but his cold Tang brother did not feel the
slightest tenderness. He was only one beat slow, and the opponent's fist came over.

He got up from the ground in a hurry and hurried to fight.

After almost 20 minutes, Jin Cheng finished and Tang Cuo finally let him go. The two
looked at Chi Yan lying on the ground, gasping for breath. Tang Cuo asked, "What kind
of skill should I count?"

Jin Cheng "Control Department."

Tang Cuo nodded, "I tried it. His unicorn arm is to draw the luck of the other party to
strengthen himself. But he is a melee and he suffered too much in the early stage."

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, but did not expect that this unicorn arm would be such
an unreasonable skill. But Tang Cuo was right, Chi Yan had a bad foundation, and was
easily beaten to death with his fists.

"I think he lacks a domineering glove." Jin Cheng said.

Tang Cuo doesn't quite understand his sense of humor.

Jin Cheng shrugged and said, "Rong Yi is the time master and the control department. I
didn't expect that my mandarin duck mantra is quite accurate. But how much Chi Yan
can learn from him depends on his own character. "

Saying that, Jin Cheng took out the Luosha Yuyi which was exchanged in the Fantasy
Infinite Market and threw it to Chi Yan, "Hold it, wear it inside, and use it for defense."

Chi Yan hurriedly waved his hand, "This is expensive, for my brother!"

"Youth." Jin Cheng raised his arms around Tang Cuo's shoulders and grinned sternly,
"In Yongye City, opportunities and dangers coexist. While you take risks, you must also
learn to seize opportunities. You are smart You should understand that if you don’t have
enough strength to continue to be around us, you will only accelerate your death. Until
you die, you can’t really stand by your brother because I won’t allow it.”

Jin Cheng's words were true, cruel, and calm.

Chi Yan clutched the gauze, and had not spoken for a long time. However, Tang Cuo
and Jin Cheng were not worried about his being hit or horny, because his eyes were
bright.

Tang Cuofu turned his head to look at Jin Cheng again-what did you do to educate your
children and take my shoulder?

Jin Cheng understood what he meant, and then said to Chi Yan, "There is one more
point, do you know why I gave you gauze and not your Tang brother? Because your
Tang brother has me."

Chi Yan "Ah???"

He looked at Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo. His eyes finally stopped in Jin Cheng's hand
holding Tang Cuo. His clear eyes first showed doubt, then he was stunned and
shocked, as if he understood something.
Ten seconds later, Chi Yan put away the gauze silently, lying on the ground with his
back to them, curled up in a ball, and stopped moving.

Eighteen-year-old Chi Yan has not yet fallen in love.

The mood is a bit complicated.

Unexpectedly, the two elder brothers didn't care about him, so they chatted.

Tang Cuo asked, "Is there any news?"

Jin Cheng "Not yet."

Jin Cheng went to the ruby ​tavern to find k, in order to buy information from his
fortune-teller guests. There will be three guests today. Apart from Tang Cuo, Jin Cheng
also wants to know who the other two are.

Although he pays attention to k, but normal cooperation is still necessary.

Seeing that no one ignored him, Chi Yan sat up again obediently.

That night, after Chi Yan went to bid farewell to Anning, he stayed at the home of Tang
Cuo and Jin Cheng and slept on the sofa. Jin Cheng’s wishful thinking failed again
because Tang Cuo refused him with a new reason-the house was not well-insulated.

"I heard from you in the room last time that you told Wen Xiaoming to deal with me."

Jin Cheng was speechless.

The next day.

Rong Yi went to the door early in the morning and was told by Jin Cheng that he was an
elderly person. Rong Yi didn't want to talk to him and handed the breakfast he brought
to Tang Cuo.

"All come, why don't you bring a fruit basket?" Jin Cheng was still picking out four.
"Shut up." Yongyecheng's fruit is the most expensive, and one apple can sell for a high
price. Rongyi wouldn't buy Jin Cheng even if he used the fruit to feed the pigs.

After Rongyi took Chi Yan away, Jin Cheng also got the divination guest list, and the
waiter from the Ruby Tavern specially sent him with respect and good service.

Jin Cheng looked at the list, but raised his eyebrows and then handed it over to Tang
Cuo.

"Unidentified?" Tang Cuo frowned.

"K rarely gives such unreliable news. This person must have used something to change
his appearance and be able to shield the probe." Jin Chengwo was on the sofa, and he
didn't feel that K had to lie about it. But if what he said is true, then an unidentified
person suddenly appeared at this time, which is not very good.

And intelligence said that this is a duo.

As for the other guest, Jin Cheng knew, and Ou Yuyu one by one. This man engages in
metaphysics all day long, and it is normal for him to appear in the divination room.

But for the sake of insurance, Jin Cheng still found Wen Xiaoming and told him to pay
more attention to Yu Yiming, just in case. Afterwards, he handed over the "Qi Men Dun
Jia" which was changed from Fantasy Infinite Market to the other party. This book is
said to help players make their own equipment. The specific effect will be determined by
Wen Xiaoming. After everything is arranged properly, it is time to enter the copy.

Hidden mission "Moon Hidden Kingdom" third ring, the forest of elves.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for opening the hidden mission "The Land of the Moon",
this mission is a serial mission, the third ring of elves. The current number of
participants is 2, and the double mode is turned on."
"Please ask the player to always view the task panel and follow the guidelines to
complete the task."

"Wish you a happy life!"

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 83: Elf

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At the first glance of the copy, a piece of lush green broke into sight, from light green to
green to dark green, and the towering ancient trees 100 meters high propped up the
forest. The sunset passed through the gap between the trees, wading through the
mountains and wading through the water, but it was not as rosy as the country of the
moon, it was wrapped in a hazy mist like a fine yarn, noble, mysterious and cold.

In the double shadow of mist and trees, Tang Zuo vaguely saw some tree houses and
the spires of the palace in the distance. A cloud bridge made of vines connects all the
trees and the building together. Some vines have flowers on them, white and pink,
which are blurry and unreal.

Elven Forest.

Tang Cuo meditated on the name in his heart and looked around, but did not find Jin
Cheng's figure. Obviously, they were separated again

Too.
Open the task panel.

Lunar country

Third Ring Elven Forest

Mainline visit to Secret Lake

Tang Cuo didn’t know where the secret lake was, and it wasn’t easy to walk around with
the mist around, so he decided to go to the place in front of him to find out.

He didn't walk fast or slow, keeping an eye on the surroundings, and it didn't take long
for him to discover that the tree houses and spired palaces looked as if they were not
far away, but they walked far away.

There is something strange in this forest, maybe it is caused by a puzzle, or it may be

caused by fog.

Suddenly, Tangcuo heard a faint voice on the right. He paused and thought a little, then
he decisively searched for the sound.

Away from the bushes, he saw young men and women standing face to face under the
tree. The huge ancient wood was like a towering canopy, shattering the setting sun and
spilling on their shoulders. The prosperous branches still hang upside down like wind
chimes, swaying gently with the evening breeze. The white mist is like a gauze,
beautiful and beautiful.

One of them is a female elf with silver hair and pointed ears. She has a tall figure and a
beautiful face. Although her temperament is slightly cold, her blushing cheeks dilute the
sense of alienation and perfectly integrates nobleness with the girlish sense. Those
bi-colored pupils are more like talking, so you can easily put you under the skirt.

The other turned away from Tang Cuo, but Tang Cuo could guess his identity without
seeing his face, even if he existed as someone else at the moment.

Jin Cheng.
It turns out here.

So this is the scene of catching a rape?

Tang Cuo was expressionless but not angry, and even automatically entered the theater
mode. He made no noise and leaned quietly against the tree, watching the men and
women in the distance.

The elf took something to Jin Cheng and said something to him again, too far apart,
Tang Cuo didn't hear it.

Jin Cheng took it, but the elf suddenly lost, as if he heard something he didn't want to
hear. But for a moment, she turned and left, carrying the skirt and running faster and
faster, and the moment she turned, there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes.

Tang Cuo thought, if Jin Cheng is a 100% straight man, he must be alone.

"Come out." Jin Cheng's words interrupted his thinking.

Tang Cuo raised an eyebrow, not sure if Jin Cheng knew he was coming, or simply
heard someone approaching. In thought, Jin Cheng turned his head, his eyes fell on
him accurately, and his mouth laughed.

Ok.

Tang Cuo shrugged, walked over generously and asked, "How do you know me?"

Jin Cheng "Your footsteps are different from others."

Tang Cuo accepted this explanation. After the baptism of Yongye City, Jin Cheng's
hearing has reached an abnormal level, and it is normal to be able to hear it.

"What is your task?" Tang Cuo cut straight to the point.

"Visit the Secret Lake." Jin Cheng said, raising his hand against the tree trunk and
blocking Tangcuo's way. "Don't you ask what happened just now?"
"Oh, who was the nc just now?"

"wrong."

"What mission props did she give you?"

"wrong."

"Have you triggered the mission story?"

"It's still wrong."

At the end of the speech, Jin Cheng leaned slightly, the distance between the two sides
was infinitely narrowed, and his breath was audible. He also deliberately lowered his
voice, using a more magnetic and sultry voice to follow the instructions, "You think about
it again?"

If the scars add to the charm of a mature man, then he is acting like a childish young
boy. You have to make you jealous, you have to make you call his heart, otherwise you
will make trouble with you, and put his deliberately on the bright side, not afraid that you
can't see it.

Tang Cuo, as a sensible and atmospheric boyfriend, had to cooperate with him, "What
did you secretly say to the female elf? Why did you take her things?"

Jin Cheng smiled, "Are you jealous?"

Tang Cuo was expressionless, "Yes."

Jin Cheng then bowed his head and kissed him. The smile on his face and his
unpretentious look made Tang Cuo think he might just want to be a rogue.

shameless.

Fortunately, Jin Cheng didn't make any progress, and the topic of the two returned to
the main business again.
The elf named Sofia just now is a princess of the elven family, with an extremely
distinguished identity. She seemed to have taken a fancy to the minstrel Lancelot,
specially asked him to meet here, and gave him a pendant. Jin Cheng also learned from
her mouth why Theodore and Lancelot appeared in the Elven Forest.

The Forest of Elves is located in the central part of the continent of Sicily. If you travel
from the Principality of France to the north to the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers in the
south, you will probably pass by here.

However, the forest of elves is the territory of elves. Elves are noble, and if they are not
friends they recognize, they are generally not allowed to set foot in this sacred place.
The Elven Forest itself also contains rich natural magic elements, which often cause fog
here. Ordinary travelers can easily get lost if they accidentally enter.

So although many travellers will pass by here, there are very few who can really enter
the forest of elves. It represents mystery in the hearts of all people in the Sicilian
continent.

But not long ago, the Wizard of the Elves encountered some trouble and issued a
reward mission through the Ivy League. So Theodore, a young knight who had
concealed his identity and experienced in the Ivy League office, took the task and came
here.

As for Lancelot, he may have followed Theodore.

"You said that the change of the Elven Forest is in the Secret Lake?" Tang Cuo thought
deeply.

"Yes, the Secret Lake is deep in the forest and seems to be a holy place for the elves.
But three months ago, the mist there suddenly increased, so that the Elven King's Court
lost contact with the Secret Lake. They still couldn't find a solution to the problem. That’s
why I had to ask for help. Tomorrow morning, our group of people will set out for the
Secret Lake.” Jin Cheng said.

"What effect will the changes of the Secret Lake have on the Elven Forest?"
"She didn’t say that in detail, but repeatedly emphasized that tomorrow’s itinerary would
be very dangerous, and advised me not to go. My main task was to visit the Secret
Lake. Of course I could only refuse. She gave me a pendant and said there were elves
on it. The blessing of the king, I hope it can bless me. I have seen that this pendant
cannot be put into the equipment column for the time being, and I don’t know the
specific effect. It may be the task trigger item.

The blessing of the elven king? Tang Cuo suddenly remembered that there were similar
words in the description of the Sword of Judgment-the sword of His Excellency Duke
Theodore of the Hundred Flowers Kingdom, possessing the blessing of the thirteenth
generation elf king Mi Miye.

"Who is the current Elven King?"

"Nothing."

After the clues were interrupted, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng discussed, and then they
continued to walk to the tree house. Although the two of them walked together for a long
time this time, it seemed that the fog had some way around, but they arrived smoothly.

The mist gradually spreads out here, the vision returns to clear, and a scroll of
God-given elves is slowly unfolding.

The elf, no matter in which story has both noble and beautiful races, hides in the
mysterious misty forest, and rarely shows his true appearance to the world.

And when all this was shown in real sight before Tang Cuo, he had to admit that it was
indeed beautiful. It's so beautiful that you can't give birth to a wicked heart, as if it was
the moon in the sky, so it should be hung high there without contaminating the world
with dust.

So he began to produce a sense of unreality.

Three or two elves with pointed ears, dressed in corseted gauze, barefoot, carrying a
bamboo fruit basket or holding a jug, walked over the path paved by rocks. Most of
them have blond and silver hair, bi-colored pupils, fair skin, and beautiful appearance.

There are also many elves dressed as guards on the periphery, wearing boots and
exquisite vines, protecting the chest and wrists, and carrying bows and arrows and
quiver on their backs.

The tree houses are scattered all around, and there is no sign of any chiseling at all. It
seems to be naturally grown from branches and vines, but the walls and windows are
dotted with complex and elegant patterns.

The distribution of the cloud ladder, the flowers falling from the door, and even the
patterns on a pottery bowl all show the elves' unique artistic aesthetics.

"Theodore! Lancelot!"

Suddenly someone called their name in the front, Tangcuo looked around and found out
that it was an old friend-the Celtic Knight of the League of Principalities of the Ivy
League in France.

Celtic stood in the corridor of a tree house and waved to them. Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng
walked up the tree house directly from the spiral staircase winding around the tree trunk
and merged with Celtic.

Just when walking up the stairs, Jin Cheng looked back in a certain direction and
frowned slightly.

"Where did you go? It worried me for a long time." Celtic took them into the house.

"Nothing. Come here for the first time and walk around." Tang Cuo said.

"Also, the Elven Forest is not always available." Celtic looked around with a pair of small
eyes, then closed the door and lowered his voice. "But I found something wrong."

Tang Cuo "What?"

Celtic "Did I not just look for you just now, I couldn't find any way, I just wanted to ask if
the elf guards saw you out. But I found that the atmosphere between them was
particularly tense and serious, as if they were always there Be prepared to worry about
something."

Jin Cheng "They are worried about the secret lake's accident, isn't it normal?"

Celtic "I thought it was normal, so I didn't think about this task, so I came with Theodore.
But I just found this under the bed."

Spreading his palms, Celtic showed them a small feathered brooch.

He then explained, "This is a new product that has only been sold in the small windmill
harbour in recent months. Have you seen the feathers on it? It is said that the feathers
pulled from the chest of the game bird are very expensive."

Tang Cuo knew, "This is the guest room. Brooches that have only recently started to
appear here. You suspect that someone before us has been in the Elven Forest."

"Yeah." Celtic frowned. "But we didn't hear anything."

Jin Cheng's eyes turned and asked, "What about the others?"

Because the reward mission came to the Forest of Elves, there must be more than
three of them. Ask Celtic to be faster. Celtic had no doubt about him and said, "Did you
say the few people in the small windmill office and the Montenegro office? Although we
are all in the Ivy League, but they belong to different offices, I can’t say how much they
know ."

It seems that there are not many people who went to the Elven Forest for help this time.
The Guangqing League has come to the three offices. What Jin Cheng thought
suddenly, "I remember the small windmill harbor is far away from here?"
Celtic had no doubt about him. "Yeah, who knew they were passing by, came in with us.
Look at the golden equipment, I'm afraid that others don't know that the water that the
small windmill harbour drinks is made of honey."

Just passing by?

Tang Cuo exchanged a look with Jin Cheng and glanced at the badge in Celtic's hand.
From the perspective of Celtic's tone, the relationship between the various offices of the
Ivy League seems not very harmonious.

Thinking a little, Tang Cuo tentatively said, "But no matter what, we are all affiliated with
the Ivy League."

"Yeah." Celtic sat down, holding up the teapot and pouring himself a glass of water,
drinking it out. "Who made us all from the League of Ivy Leagues? Even if we are
remote country gangsters, they are Fluttering white sea eagle. In the eyes of the druids,
dwarves, and scattered adventurers, we are a group. If something goes wrong here, our
Principality Office in France will have to reduce funding next year."

Celtic Wu was spontaneously worried. It seemed that he really hated the small windmill
office.

Tang Cuo is not worried, but he is not very optimistic about the current situation. First,
the large number of participants in the trip to the Secret Lake makes it difficult to control
the situation; second, the elves seem to have concealed the situation of the Secret
Lake. Coupled with the appearance of the badge and the princess's words, the danger
of this trip is directly on the three stars.

The third and most important point is that the main task this time is too simple.

Not to say the difficulty of the task, but to give the way of the task. In the first two copies,
the task tips given to Tangcuo by the system are very detailed step by step. For
example, after protecting the Grand Duke, go to the tunnel, go to the church after the
tunnel, and even the route is planned.
But this time? Only one visits the Secret Lake. The degree of freedom is too high, but it
is unsettling.

Tang Cuo took a step back and whispered with Jin Cheng avoiding Celtic, "What do you
think?"

Jin Cheng arms, "Someone looked at me when I went up the stairs just now. It is about
twelve hours before departure tomorrow morning, and I think we have to do something.
Once we enter the secret lake, we may not come back. Now."

Tang Cuo basically agreed.

The eyes of the two fell on Celtic, and Tang Cuo rushed to Jin Cheng to raise his
eyebrows. Jin Cheng spread his hand and made an innocent appearance. After so
frowning for a while, Jin Cheng took out a sprite ball.

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Celtic was stunned and lay on the table.

Tang Cuo only remembered after he was put down. He forgot to ask the name of
Celtic's current elven king. If it is still the night of Ai Mi enchanted by the Sword of
Judgment, then they are equivalent to one more guarantee.
There is no way to ask now, the two took the time to go out and investigate the situation.

At this time the sky was getting darker, the mist in the forest was getting thicker and
darker, and the lights on the cloud bridge gradually lighted up, lighting up the
surroundings. The lights were cold, and Xu was hazy like moonlight because of the fog.

The moon finally showed a face in the mist, but it was very unreal. Because the moon is
so big that it appears like a dream, it has a cold beauty.

When he looked up and saw a lamp hanging down the door, Tangcuo found that it was
not a real lamp, but a white flower blooming or blooming or containing a bud. This flower
is very similar to epiphyllum. It blooms everywhere with vines. The stamen is the wick,
and every petal of it radiates moon-like fluorescence.

"It's the breath of magic." Tang Cuo's pocket contains "a magic stone that has no use",
the elemental affinity is improved, and the perception becomes stronger. However, this
flower does not seem to be enchanted by others, but a lot of magical elements
condensed and naturally glow.

Jin Cheng "This forest is unusual, and ordinary vegetation can't be underestimated. If
you are dealing with people, you must be careful."

Ten minutes later, Jin Cheng generously knocked on the door of the tree house next
door and smiled and asked, "Good evening, sorry to come over to disturb you."

There are human guests living inside, not wearing the Ivy League logo on their chests,
and appear to be scattered adventurers. They recognized Lancelot and were friendly to
him. "Lancelot, what's the matter?"

Jin Cheng raised the pen and paper in his hand and shook, "You know, I'm a bard. It's a
rare opportunity to come to the Forest of Elves. How can I not write a beautiful piece of
music? So I want to hear your feelings. Everyone has their own unique insights, which
will be very helpful for my creation."
These words are reasonable, and an art creator who can treat the ordinary adventurers
sincerely can always be respected.

Jin Cheng entered the door smoothly, and when the two adventurers in the house
gathered around Jin Cheng to speak with him, Tang Cuo walked around the tree house,
avoiding the eyes of the elf guard, and pried open the bedroom window and turned in.
tree house.

His goal is clear. Look for any suspicious remnants of the last guest in the guest room
like a feather badge. The bedroom was not big. He quickly turned it upside down, and
Jin Cheng was in charge of the living room outside. He would walk around the house by
thinking, and complete the task quietly.

As for why it is so distributed, it is entirely a matter of role.

The label on Tang Cuo is obvious. The identity of the Ivy League will bring him some
convenience and will also cause trouble, because others will doubt his purpose. And if
he accidentally knocked on the door of the small windmill office, the scene might not
look good either.

Relatively speaking, the identity of the minstrel is very easy to use.

But without Chi Yan, the luck of the two returned to before liberation, and they knocked
on two doors, and they found scattered human adventurers. They didn't say anything
and found nothing.

Disadvantaged.

The third one is a little rewarding, because the person who opened the door changed
from a human adventurer to a dwarf with a big beard and drunk with a wine bottle.

In the second that his eyes moved down, Jin Cheng quickly switched modes, staring at
his wine bottle with bright eyes, and said, "Good wine, I have never smelled such a
wonderful fragrance."
The dwarf succeeded in harvesting a drinker, and when he was happy, he revealed
some news.

"Although the elves and our dwarves are neighbors for generations, they are in the
forest of the elves, and we are in Shuofeng Canyon, but the noble elves can't look down
on us dwarves. I will not bet this time, nor will I get this Task, I don’t want to be looked at
me by his noble elf with his eyes over his head, but I didn’t expect-hey, they even
recruited me and gave me such a delicious wine, I might follow them when I go back
Blow for a lifetime!"

The only dwarf in the team this time was Han Mo, who pulled Jin Cheng and made
another blow, and fell asleep drunk. Jin Cheng thought about his words carefully, looked
up, and looked at Tang Cuo who had just come out of the bedroom.

"Did you find anything?" he asked.

"No." Tang Cuo shook his head. "But from his words, this trip to the Secret Lake is
indeed a lot of petty. If the Secret Lake is really so important, it has not been resolved
for so long after the change, why is it not straight A big man like Roger Reid asks for
help? On the contrary, it means that the comers refused."

"This is indeed a problem." Jin Cheng said.

The two immediately left the dwarf's house, and then knocked on the elf's door for the
same reason. Elves do not speak as well as other races. They are noble and proud, and
they behave gracefully and politely, but always treat them with a slight alienation.

But this is not difficult for Jin Cheng. If necessary, he can behave like an ancient
nobleman than anyone on this continent-

A mysterious kingdom isolated from the world wrapped in yellow sand, with a truly
ancient noble lineage, very artistic talent and aiming to become the most popular bard
of Sicily, admiring the elves and planning to write poetry for them Praise the noble
nobles.
He behaves gracefully, looks handsome, and talks humorously but not frivolously, and
proves his qualification to be a friend of the elves with his strength.

"Lancelot, I look forward to your music. Maybe you have heard about it. Our elves
naturally love music. The God of Nature has given us a pair of ears that are different
from each other. It must be for us to listen to the most beautiful voice in the world. "

The talking male elf's eyes gleamed with light, but his movements were still reserved,
his head nodded slightly.

Jin Cheng replied to him with the noble etiquette, calmly, without any reluctance. After
saying goodbye to him, Jin Cheng visited several elves in succession, but the feedback
he received was similar.

The elves' attitude towards him is indeed pretty good, but they really don't seem to
understand what happened in Secret Lake.

After visiting for a long time like this, with little gain, Jin Cheng sat on the rock under the
tree and took a short break. Tang Cuo quickly turned out from behind the tree and said,
"After you left, the two elves mumbled in the bedroom, complaining that the last guest
was too rude and left without saying hello to them."

Jin Cheng touched his chin, "It seems that there are more than one wave of people
coming from the Elven Forest, but the spread of the news is limited to a certain range.
The two elves said that the guests left without saying hello. What do you think?"

Tangcuo "mostly died."

Jin Cheng "So it was the elves' high-levels who concealed the news? Then they most
likely concealed the true situation of the Secret Lake, and even most of the elves were
kept in the dark. And we received reward missions. The real task content may be—"

Tangcuo "dead to death."

When the words fell, Jin Cheng suddenly gave him a wink. Tang Cuo was immediately
alert, and Yu Guang swept past the elf guards walking nearby and the outpost in the
distance.

The elf guard was really too serious and alert as Celtic said.

Jin Cheng actually wanted to ask a question, but they all figured out the general
situation, and they didn't have to do anything more. And this is on the periphery. The
high-level elves, or the royal family, are not here, and the truth must not be here.

"The princess mentioned a word-Elven King Court."

"In front of?"

The two said frankly, and Jin Cheng even smiled and nodded at the other party when
the guard passed by. No way, the nobility is to be so confident and elegant.

The guard stopped, returned the salute, and led the elf saying, "Tomorrow we will leave
early in the morning, and I will ask two of you to go back early. After a while, my tribe will
serve you night meals. May the two of you use my dew of the elven forest Later, I can
sleep well."

In just a few words, Jin Cheng broke the abacus to go to Wang Ting to find out. Sending
liqueur, this is equivalent to a round of rounds, Celtic dizzy again, they must have
someone to stay in the house.

After weighing, the two temporarily returned to the tree house, Tangcuo left behind to
deal with it, and Jin Cheng went on a separate tour.

After a while, the elf who sent the liqueur came, and Tang Cuo settled Celtic on the bed,
using the props to create the illusion that Jin Cheng had fallen asleep, and successfully
fooled the past.

But until the middle of the moon, Jin Cheng did not return.

Doesn't he trigger any sideline plot again? Tang Cuo thought.

The fact is as he expected.

With his strong strength, Jin Cheng successfully bypassed all patrol guards and sentry
towers, and successfully approached Wang Ting. But when he got closer, he discovered
that there was a deep sky between the spired palaces and the tree houses around the
guards.

The sky is in the shape of a ring, like a moat that surrounds the entire Wang Ting.
Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking at the opposite bank, looking far and near,
it is actually two or three hundred meters away. Moreover, the two sides of the sky are
hard rocks exposed, and the grass is not growing, and the bottom is constantly drifting
upward with thick fog, setting the entire king's court like a city on the cloud.

Wang Ting's architectural style is very different from the surrounding tree houses. It is a
black building, ancient and magnificent.

The only way to Wang Ting is only four cloud ladders, but they are all guarded by heavy
soldiers.

Jin Cheng didn't believe this evil, so he walked around the cliff for a long time, trying to
find another way, but in the end, it didn't take long to trigger the branch plot.

With the sound of "ding!", he could never have heard it wrong. But after the "ding"
disappeared, he suspiciously changed his position, walked around the point just
triggered before he heard the sound again.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for triggering the side mission-Desperate McCaw. Today
is the seventh day that McCowen has fallen. During these seven days, he kneels on the
ground every day and sincerely prays to the gods. Has anyone come to rescue him?
What about?"

At this time, Jin Cheng was standing on a protruding stone on the edge of the cliff. But
listening to the system means letting him jump down.
He is holding a small harp and only wants to sing a poem—

Dear Cocoa, Yongye City wants you to be widowed.

Unfortunately, the elf guards came over here. There is no shelter at the edge of the cliff.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and Tang Cuo, who was staying in the
tree house, frowned more and more. After waiting for so long, Jin Cheng had not
returned, which convinced Tang Cuo that he must have encountered something.

Tang Cuo did not recklessly go out to find people. He and Jin Cheng must have one to
perform the mission of visiting the Secret Lake, which is the most important.

So Tang Cuo waited like this, and waited until dawn the next day.

Staying up all night is not a big burden for Tang Cuo, not to mention that he just sits in
the house, which is also a rest. It's just that Jin Cheng's situation is unknown. Even if he
has confidence in him, his face will not look too good.

Celtic was accustomed to Theodore's cold expression, but he didn't doubt it, just rubbed
his head and mumbled how he fell asleep last night.

It was just dawning at this time, and the morning light dispelled the thick fog a little, and
took a deep breath outside the tree house. The rich natural power contained in the air
made people feel shocked.

Celtic heartily praised, "It's a forest of elves."

At this time, the two elf guards came under the tree house and nodded politely, "Two
guests, Good morning. The elders are already waiting in front, it is time to leave."

Kyle looks at the head, "Okay, wait for us to prepare a little bit and we'll be there soon."

The guard immediately left to notify others.

Celtic only discovered Jin Cheng was not there, and asked "Lancelot?"
Do you want to tell Celtic that this is a problem.

Tang Cuo had actually considered this issue, so he only paused a little, and said, "He
noticed something strange last night and confirmed that there have been other guests
here. The elves have concealed the facts from us. I went out with him to investigate the
situation, But he hasn't returned yet."

"So what should I do?" Celtic frowned, and there was deep worry in his eyes. "No, we
have to find him as soon as possible. The elven forest is too big, and we are not familiar
with it, Lancelot. People are too dangerous."

Tang Cuo shook his head, "No, the team set off immediately, it's too late. Celtic,
remember what I said, don't reveal the truth to the elves, you just need to tell them-we
found out that Lancelot was gone in the morning of."

Celtic realized something, "You mean, put the blame on the elf's head?"

Tang Cuo "Yes, don't let them know what we have discovered."

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When Celtic preemptively approached the Elf Guard with anger and questioned why his
companion was missing, he was actually guilty.
An honest and kind knight, after all, is not good at deceiving people. But as soon as he
thought of the elves concealing them, he couldn't care about that much.

The other party's reaction was as Tang Cuo expected, there must be some
consternation, but their sinking face seemed to be mixed with something else.

Celtic repeatedly asked them to find Lancelot, the other party agreed, but still asked
them to return to the team as soon as possible, not to delay the time of the team's
departure, but also asked them not to spread the news to avoid panic.

Celtic responded pretendingly and returned to Tang Cuo, saying, "There must be
something wrong, we have to be careful."

But in any case, the team was promoted as scheduled. It is led by a male elf who
cannot see the specific age but is said to be an elder, and is equipped with six elf
guards.

In addition, the composition of the team is as follows-two Ivy League offices in the
Principality of France, three small windmill offices, two Montenegro offices, a total of
eight scattered human adventurers, a dwarf, a German Rui two.

One of the human adventurers was Dorn. Yesterday, he had a great conversation with
Jin Cheng and the two. When he saw that he was not there, he asked. Celtic was not
knowing how to answer, and Tangcuo said, "He has something to do and he won't go."

Dorn scratched his head, and then smiled, "Lancelot is a bard. It is really not suitable for
him to do this kind of task. Then I look forward to his masterpiece, maybe I will hear it
when we come back."

It seems that he thought that Jin Cheng was composing music with great concentration,
and Tang Cuo simply defaulted.

The dwarf Hammo muttered aside. He doesn't have many music cells. The most
pleasant thing for him is the sound of a hammer hitting metal. While mumbling, he
patted the hip flask covered with a belt around his waist, and he smiled when he heard
the shaking of the wine.

This is also nice.

The three small windmill harbours completely ignored the situation here, and the three
people gathered together to ignore others, a little arrogant. The silence and solemnity of
the office in Heishan nodded slightly to Shang Tangcuo's eyes.

Tang Cuo remembered these people's reactions one by one, and as the team gradually
went deep into the forest, his eyes turned to the distant Wang Ting.

Their route bypassed that place.

The deeper the fog, the deeper the mist, but for an hour, both the tree house and the
spire of the distant spire disappeared into the dense fog.

The whole forest was quiet, obviously during the day, but the forest was very dull. The
fog seemed to block the sunlight, and all the trees looked dark.

A tense atmosphere flows quietly in the team.

"Guru." The dwarf Hanmo untied a hip flask and drank a sip of wine unattended.

A man with a single eyelid in the small windmill harbor smelled of the alcohol on his
body and walked away a little bit disgustedly. The human adventurer Dorn couldn't help
but step forward to negotiate with the elves.

"Your Excellency, how long do we have to arrive?"

"You can call me Elder Evans." The elder has a gentle attitude. "We probably need a
natural time to reach the edge of the secret lake area. But when we get there, we can't
go in. You need to check it yourself."

Dorn nodded, they all knew the content of the task, and they couldn't fight back here.
But for the sake of insurance, Dorn asked again, "There is no big danger in it, is it?"
Evans nodded, "Yes, the Secret Lake was originally where our elves were born. But
since it was enveloped by mist, our family gradually lost contact with it, and now it is
even more excluded. As an alien You don’t have this concern, which is why we will
break the rules and invite you."

"Elder Evans, haven't any foreigners ever been there before?" The man with a single
eyelid in the small windmill harbour somehow passed by.

"Yes, but there are only three in the millennium." Evans smiled. "If you can successfully
detect the strangeness of the Secret Lake and solve this trouble for my family, then you
will become the elf's closest friend, King. The door of the court will also be open to you."

These words, I was so excited to hear Donne. Only by clenching my fists quietly can I
suppress my heart's upsurge. It's a great honor to be a friend of the elves and enter the
royal court. Even if they don't get much reward from here, after returning to the human
kingdom, their own nobles will invite them to become guests.

When the time comes, Ronghua will be rich and wealthy, at your fingertips.

If any aristocrat is willing to teach their true knighthood, their fate, and even the fate of
future generations, will be completely changed.

Others are not as excited as Dorn, but more or less show their longing. Only Hammo
poured wine into his mouth, after all, he came here just to brag after going back.

What a simple wish!

The **** of forging will surely bless him!

Hammo thought so, and couldn't help but drink another sip of wine.

After Tang Cuo heard the conversation between the two, he instantly made up a lot of
brains, such as the 101 ways of death of these people after entering the secret lake
area. But what disturbed him most was the fact that there had been no changes to the
task panel.
He remained calm and continued on.

After another hour, the team finally stopped. Everyone looked at the front as if forming a
dense fog, and could not help being vigilant.

Evans turned around and faced everyone saying, "The front is the secret lake area.
After you enter, you will go northward. You can reach the lake in about half of the time.
Please forgive us for not being able to travel, but the **** of nature must Will replace us
and shed blessings."

It was heard that the man with a single eyelid came out more, placed one hand on his
chest, and returned a noble ceremony, "Thank you Elder Evans."

Evans nodded his head, then let it go, and made a gesture of invitation, "Please come in
one by one, and I will bless you with the meaning of nature."

The blessing of the elves.

Tang Cuo couldn't help but put a sword on his waist, thoughtfully. By this time, the
single-eyed man had already stepped forward and lowered his head, allowing Evans to
shed divine light on top of his head.

That is probably a magic.

Tangcuo could feel the surrounding magical elements converging toward the hand
raised by Evans, and then turned into a light spot, but could not determine the specific
effect of this magic.

Soon it was Tang Cuo's turn, and he stepped forward generously, bowing his head
respectfully. In the process, he noticed that the blessing seemed to stop for a moment,
but when he looked up again, he didn't find anything strange on Evans' face.

Celtic stopped in front of him and waited for him. In order to avoid revealing the flaws,
Tangcuo naturally turned and left. Just before entering the thick fog, he looked back at
Evans again.
Evans was also looking at him, his eyes were opposite, Tang Cuo's eyes were
far-reaching, and Evans' stiffness for a moment, then restored into a deep lake that was
difficult to see.

Both sides nodded, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Tang Cuo suddenly had a thought in his mind, the name of this copy should
not be called "Elven Forest", it should be called "The Birth of the Actors".

He may have been poisoned by Jin Chengtu.

After entering the thick fog, Tang Cuo glanced at the team in front and immediately
pulled Celtic. He and Celtic came in deliberately until the end, the purpose is naturally to
facilitate action.

"Celtic, I will cover you up. You will return immediately and stare at Evans while
everyone is not paying attention," Tang Cuo said.

"But I'm gone, isn't you just the one here? No, we have lost a Lancelot and can't let you
order anymore." Celtic sternly refused.

"I'm not alone here, I won't place an order. But Celtic, I can really believe only you."
Tang Cuo's attitude was tough.

Celtic is still not assured, but no matter what he says, Tangcuo is not relieved, "Well,
Celtic, your task is not easier than mine. The temporary separation is for a better
reunion."

Celtic had no choice but to compromise, "Well, Theodore, you must pay attention to
safety."

Without further ado, in order to prevent the elves from walking away, Tangcuo
immediately covered Celtic away. Fortunately, the fog was thick, and the visibility was
only 15 meters. Celtic's departure didn't alarm anyone.
After waiting for three minutes, Tangcuo stepped forward and shouted, "Wait, Celtic is
gone!"

He didn't act too panic because it was not in line with his personal settings.

Hearing his words, the rest of them turned around, and the surprise and dignity on their
faces did not seem to be fake. Dorn first asked, "What's the matter? He didn't come with
you?"

Tang Cuo's face sullenly, "Yes, we were walking together, but I just walked a little faster,
then turned around and found that he was gone."

Dorn frowned deeply, and other adventurers were slightly nervous. The two of the
Montenegro office remained silent along the way, and finally opened the mouth, "Is
there anything else?"

Both of them have dark hair and black eyes, which is rare in the Western fantasy world,
and they are twins.

Tang Cuo "Actually, this morning, my other companion, Lancelot, disappeared. We

reported the matter to the Elf Guards, hoping that they would help find it, but we did not
expect that such a thing would happen after entering here. "

As soon as this remark came out, everyone changed.

The single eyelid man frowned immediately, "Why didn't you say that early?"

Tang Cuo said indifferently, "Because you didn't ask."

"You!" The other party was choked, and it was at this time that the dwarf Hanmo
hiccupped, and even made him not come to Taiwan, almost annoyed. His companion
pulled him in time and said in a deep voice, "We are all members of the Ivy League. If
something like this happened, you should tell us first."

Tang Cuo glanced at him lightly and said, "Lancelot is not an ally, he is just my friend."
The other party was choked again, watching Tang Cuo's eyes grow worse. The two
sides stalemate, and the two of the Montenegro office said "the quarrel at this time is
meaningless."

"Should first find a way."

The brothers said the same thing in each of you.

The single-eyed man frowned, "Hemon, Hess, we are not arguing, don't you see that
someone intentionally concealed it?"

Hemonhes "No."

Single eyelid companions "..."

Tang Cuo can see that the people in the small windmill office are really not very
attractive. He thought about it a little bit and said, "It was my mistake not to speak it in
time. I can apologize to everyone, but as the two said, the most important thing for us
now is to find a way."

Hemon and Hess looked at each other and looked at the druid together. One of them
asked, "Druid has been a friend of the elven clan since ancient times. Do you have
anything to say?"

Both druids shook their heads, "We are just like you, we are here to help, and we don't
know anything else. In fact, although the druids have good relations with the elves, they
live in different forests. Today is our first Come here once."

After hearing that, several adventurers have expressed obvious concerns. After
discussing it, everyone decided to find Celtic in this neighborhood first, and then go to
Secret Lake.

The result of the search is of course disappointing, and the atmosphere is gradually
dignified, but since it has already arrived here, after hesitation, everyone decided to
continue to move forward.
The further you go, the denser the fog becomes, and the visibility gradually decreases
from 15 meters to 10 meters. In order to avoid the disappearance of others, everyone
consciously approached. Twenty minutes later, no one disappeared, but they did not
see the trace of the Secret Lake.

"The elf elder said that after he came in, he would be able to reach the Secret Lake in
about half a second of nature, but now we are almost half a natural time away." Dorn
said solemnly.

"Go forward again." Tang Cuo said.

The group set off again, and after another ten minutes, they still didn't see any shadow
of the lake.

Single eyelid man "Are we going the wrong way?"

The druid shook his head. "No, the druid can't get lost in the forest. The direction we are
going to is always north."

It is said that a terrible guess was born in the hearts of everyone, that is, the elf gave the
wrong information. But why should they do this?

Just as everyone was in doubt, a hurried footstep suddenly sounded behind him.

"Who?!" Dorn immediately drew his sword.

"It's me!" The slightly familiar voice made Tang Cuo frown, and he stared at him. In the
thick fog, the figure running quickly became clear, and it was the Celtic who had left.

He ran out of breath, wiped his sweat, and explained, "Sorry, I just broke up accidentally
and went in the opposite direction. I finally caught up."

Although everyone still had doubts in their hearts, they were relieved to see him come
back. Tang Cuo frowned, waiting for Celtic to return

Beside him, he lowered his voice and asked, "What's going on?"
Celtic "The elves were not there when I went out. I couldn't find anyone when I looked
for it. There was no way. I had to come back to find you."

Tang Cuo looked at him and said nothing.

He reopened the task panel again.

Lunar country

Third Ring Elven Forest

Mainline visit to Secret Lake

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Because he hadn't found the Secret Lake, everyone did not dare to rush forward and
decided to take a break before starting.

Hemon and Hess skillfully ignited a bonfire, and the fire light dispelled a little mist, and
everyone sat around the campfire. Tang Cuo naturally sat with Celtic, looking at his side
of the barbeque, and suddenly asked, "Have you read the two books "Elven Sonnet"
and "The Secret of the Lake"?"
"Huh?" Celtic thought for a while, and said, "I have read some sonnets, but I am not an
artist. As for the "Secret of the Lake" you said, I haven't read it. Is it related to Secret
Lake?"

These two books were read by Tang Cuo in the library of Yueyinzhi Magic School. He
glanced briefly at that time, "The Elf Sonnet" is undoubtedly a hymn to the elves, and
"The Secret of the Lake" talks about what happens when a human lives in a log cabin
by the lake.

It was a miscellaneous note, it was very trivial to remember, and Tang Cuo couldn’t
remember much. It only clearly remembered that the author’s pen name was l.

Now think about it carefully. The mysterious lake with no name described in the
miscellaneous notes is much like the mysterious lake of the elven forest. Keyword fog.

Foggy forests, mysterious lakes, that man came here around the middle of summer
each year and when autumn was approaching, and lived alone in a lakeside hut for a
few days or half a month.

And the time now is exactly the end of summer and the beginning of autumn.

Even if the elves concealed the accident of the Secret Lake, there should be no need to
lie about whether the Secret Lake has entered by foreigners. There have been a few
people for thousands of years. Those people must not be ordinary people. Who will be
the "l"?

Tang Cuo looked around for a week, and simply asked, “Elder Evans said that apart
from us, only three foreigners have been to the Secret Lake for thousands of years. Do
you know who it is?”

"Actually, I'm also a little curious." Dorn nodded kindly at Tangcuo. "Since we have all
been here, we should know something about it."

Single eyelid man "Oh, are you too late to understand?"

Dorn frowned, trying to say something, but didn't open his mouth. He seemed to be
afraid of people in the small windmill office. The Druid sitting opposite Tangcuo said in a
timely manner, "Although our Druids have been friends with elves, we have never heard
of any ancestors of the tribe who have been here. But I have heard people mention that,
among humans, the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers The Duke of the White Knight family
seems to have been to the Secret Lake."

Tangcuo "White Knight?"

"Haimeng" is the most powerful large aristocracy in the Baihua Kingdom except the
king, the sharpest sword in the upper and lower kingdoms. They have trained three
queens for the royal family, the white knight, also known as the queen of flowers, and
the family badge is a White rose."

Hess "According to unreliable records, the White Knight family also has elven blood."

Heimeng "The Lord Duke visited the Secret Lake is reasonable."

Hess "but I don't know which duke it is."

Tang Cuo issued the question of "White Knight", but he was not totally ignorant. In the
first second of hearing the word, he thought of the copy that Lin Yandong once
described-the July Rose incident.

He said very clearly that Theodore's brother Edwin was the Duke of the White Knight
family of the Kingdom of Flowers.

In other words, it was the ancestor of Theodore, the prince of a certain prince, who had
visited the Secret Lake.

Thinking of this, Tang Cuo's hand on the waist hilt could not help but secretly rubbed
and asked "What about the other two?"

The druid shook his head, and the two in the Montenegro office shook their heads, let
alone those scattered adventurers. "Hiccup" a sudden wine hiccup broke into the ears
of the people, and the dwarf Han Mo lifted up his pair of eyes, which were always
slightly muddled by the alcohol, and said, "Don't you know the Ivy League? Bobo The
one from Luodao has been there."

Single eyelid man "Who?"

Hammo "Of course the most powerful one."

The companion of the one-eyed man quickly said, "His Excellency Roger Reid?"

"It's not him." Hammo rolled his eyes. "I said the most powerful, that's the most
powerful. It wasn't Roger Reid anyway!"

What is the specific name, the great dwarf craftsman can not remember.

All the members of the Ivy League suddenly showed their thoughts, but for a moment,
Hemeng and Hess appeared, and tacitly said a name, "Augustin the founder."

Single eyelid male "Augustin is still alive? He has not appeared for more than a hundred
years."

Celtic frowned, "No matter what your identity is, Lord Augustine is the founder of the Ivy
League, and you should learn to respect it."

"Which word am I not respecting enough? Celtic, in what capacity are you talking to
me? I'm--" The single-eyed man's face sneered, which made the Heimeng brothers
frown.

The other two of the little windmill quickly grabbed their companions, "Hock, enough."

Hawk shut up reluctantly.

Heimeng cast a faint warning look, saying, "His Augustine is our eternal guide to the Ivy
League, and no one should speculate on him."

Hess looked at the dwarf Hammo, hoping to get confirmation from him.
It is a pity that Hammo held the bottle and was so drunk that he fell asleep.

Most of Tang Cuo's attention was on Celtic. Celtic had almost nothing to say just now,
and he was justified on Augustine's question. Tang Cuo was originally doubting his
identity, but his move made people more suspicious and at the same time a little
puzzled.

It was at this moment that an adventurer stood up in surprise, pointing in the direction
behind Tang Cuo, "Look there! The fog has spread a little, is there a lake there?"

Everyone went through the past.

Dorn climbed the tree directly and climbed into the sky to see the good news for
everyone. "It's really a lake! We will walk forward for a while!"

The earliest adventurers and companions discovered were thrilled. "It turned out to be
nearby. If we just walked a little bit earlier, Bai waited so long."

"Yeah, but it's too late to go now. Without further ado, let's set off immediately."

"go!"

The Secret Lake is in sight, and no one wants to fall behind, all running towards the
lake. Tang Cuo also moved quickly, grabbing Hammo's back collar and throwing the
man onto Celtic's back, "I'm optimistic about him."

When the words fell, Tang Cuo had jumped out several steps. Celtic looked like a
coolie, carrying the dwarf to the rear, but he could not resist the hegemony of the
people.

At the edge of the lake, the lingering mist finally spread slightly, allowing everyone to
spy on the corner of the secret lake. It was a huge black lake, the lake was rocky, and
there was a faint creak in the deep fog.

"What's that voice?"

The visibility around is still not high. For the sake of caution, everyone decides to act
collectively to avoid placing orders. Following the sound, walking forward along the lake,
a short time later, a black giant came into view.

Heimeng "This is--"

Hess "Dwarf's Black Iron Forge!"

I saw a huge black furnace on the smoky lake. Below the furnace is an intricate metal
bracket that extends to the bottom of the lake. Countless gears, large and small, and
hundreds of densely packed, maintain the operation of the furnace. It is also like a
waterwheel bringing water out of the lake and pouring it into the furnace.

The white mist rose from the furnace and spread to the whole lake, and then to the
whole forest.

The crunch that everyone just heard was the sound of the gears turning.

"And there, is there still an alchemist colossus standing in that lake?!" Hawke said,
unable to restrain his excitement and ran over. He was almost kneeling by the lake,
looking at the steel giant who was half a body out of the water in disbelief, his mouth
wide open for a long time.

His companion no longer cares about his gaffe, because it is really amazing.

The black iron furnace and the alchemy colossus are all things that exist in the dwarf
legend. Although today's dwarves still have the most advanced forging technology, they
have long lost their former glory.

The Black Mongolian brothers looked at Hammo subconsciously, but the dwarf, who
had a big heart, was lying on Celtic's back and slept with a dazzling Harald.

Donne didn’t know anything about the dwarves. After looking at Celtic and Hammo, he
took the initiative to come to Tangcuo and said, “It seems that the third foreigner who
has been to Secret Lake should be a dwarf. Senior, what do you think?"
Tangcuo "maybe."

Dornfu looked again at the black iron furnace that was still fogging out, and said, "The
accident of the Secret Lake should be in this furnace. There is a problem with the
furnace, so the mist of the Secret Lake is getting thicker and thicker."

Heimeng "What you said makes sense."

Hess "but it must not be the whole truth."

The brothers are still saying the same thing to me. The two druids also came over and
said, "It's weird that the elven's secret lake contains a dwarf black iron furnace."

It's really strange.

Tang Cuo frowned slightly as he looked at the furnace that was constantly misting. It is
logical, but unreasonable, that the furnace has changed and the Mysterious Lake is
shrouded in dense fog. Elves are races that worship the gods of nature. How can these
artificially made things be placed in their birthplace?

Looking around, there are no cabins by the lake. Has it been demolished, or is it on the
other side of the lake where Tangcuo did not go, or is it not the Secret Lake?

"Ah---" A scream interrupted Tang Cuo's thoughts, and at the same time the sound of
falling water rang. Tang Cuo rushed to her heart, but only a few strands of hair were
visible on the lake.

The water, like boiled hot water, was bubbling with bubbles, and the person sank
without falling a few times. Finally, his hair was no longer visible.

"Sam!"

"Sam!"

His companion shouted repeatedly, but did not dare to go into the water to save people.
The accident happened so fast that some people didn't respond and froze by the lake.
In the blink of an eye, the lake had returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

"God, this is not lake water, it's man-eating magma!" One man stepped back, scared to
continue standing by the lake.

"Let's go quickly, as long as we report the situation here to the elves, they will not
embarrass us, right? There is no danger in saying anything, this is dead!"

"Dwarf, **** dwarf, why didn't he wake up?"

"This is something of their dwarf family, maybe he's playing ghost!"

For a while, everything was said.

Tang Cuo looked calm, and Yu Guang noticed Celtic, and he didn't notice anything on
his face. The one named Sam wanted to get close to the alchemy colossus so he
jumped into the lake actively, and for the time being, he didn't see anything stupid.

Dorn proposed to return, although he did not come with Sam, but everyone is an
adventurer, and it is inevitable that the rabbit will die.

The three members of the small windmill harbor immediately objected, "Finally, I arrived
at the Secret Lake and didn't investigate it. How can I go back? Moreover, the reason
why the man named Sam died because of his greed has nothing to do with us."

"You!" Sam's companion's eyes widened in anger.

Donne stopped the man and looked at Tang Cuo and Heimeng Brothers with a sullen
face, "How many do you say?"

Unexpectedly, the Hemeng brothers who appeared calm and calm tended to stay and
continue to investigate. Tang Cuo didn't speak, his eyes swept over several people.

One thing is clear.

The small windmill harbour is tens of thousands of miles away from the forest of the
elves, but it happened here by coincidence. Now that he refuses to leave, he must have
a picture.

"It's not that we don't want to leave, but we can't get out now." Tang Cuo said, walking to
Han Mo and pushing hard, Han Mo still didn't wake up.

This sleep is too heavy.

The drunken dwarf, the black iron furnace and the alchemy colossus, the disappeared
log cabin, and the weird lake seemed to point to an incredible guess.

On the other side, Jin Cheng is still looking at the sky at the bottom of the cliff-how to
get up after coming down, this is a problem.

Time rolled back to last night.

Jin Cheng jumped off the cliff before the elf guard found him. With Jin Cheng's ability,
jumping off the cliff is a matter of course. When he reached the bottom, he dropped
most of the blood and drank a bottle of medicine.

The bottom of the cliff is rugged and has no root grass.

Jin Cheng took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood rubbed from his hand. While
walking, he shouted the name mentioned in the task. He walked in a hurry. If he didn't
know it, he thought he would come to the cliff for a day trip.

"McCoone?"

"Where are you staying with?"

"Hear a squeak."

"squeak!"

"Yo."
Jin Cheng didn't expect the other party to really give him a squeak, the voice still came
from the bottom of his feet. Looking down, it was really a big fat mouse.

Become fine.

"McCoone?"

"Squeak!"

The mouse wriggled frantically because its tail was trampled by Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng
simply grabbed the tail and lifted it upside down, carefully looked at it, "If you tell me you
are McCain, you will be chopped."

The mouse shivered with fright, and mung bean eyes were watery.

Jin Chengle, the system is really **** talent, tell him to jump off the cliff to save a
mouse? Is this a rat king or an ear?

wrong.

Jin Cheng tugged at the ears of the mouse and suddenly noticed a hint of magic.
Wouldn't this unlucky guy be cast a curse? The left leg seems to have been broken with
blood, and it is also likely to fall from above.

"Are you human? Just squeak."

"squeak!!!"

After getting a definite answer, Jin Cheng thought carefully while touching his chin. In
this western fantasy world, who is the best at transforming?

Druid?

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Jin Cheng walked with the mouse McCaw at the bottom of the cliff all night, almost
circled around Wang Ting, and found no way to go up.

But he tried it, and this day can not leave from above. No matter what props he uses,
when he approaches the cliff, the props will be scrapped naturally, as if there is a force
to seal it here.

If you cannot walk from above, then there must be a way below, otherwise the bottom of
the cliff will not be so clean. Jin Cheng walked around without seeing any bone.

The elven king's court has existed for so long, even if he hasn't thrown his body here,
there will never be a bird in the forest that hasn't died, unless it was all cleaned up.

He asked McCaw, but McCaw would only "squeak".

Until dawn, McCain suddenly panicked. He waved his hands wildly in a flying pose, and
blocked Jin Cheng from letting him go forward.

"You mean flying out?" The two were so worried that Jin Cheng missed Tang Cuo even
more and even wanted to write a poem.

And just when McCain finally revealed his meaning clearly, the sky finally revealed the
light and dispersed the dense fog a little.

Jin Cheng raised his head and saw a huge bird's nest vaguely hanging on the high cliffs
where the dense fog spread. The behemoth with black feathers is sleeping peacefully,
with its head buried in its wings and invisible, but the long tail hangs outside and is two
or three meters long.
"Squeak!" McCain slipped and lifted Jin Cheng's trouser legs to hide, trembling with his
head. This poor little guy may have seen each other's powers a few days ago.

Jin Cheng felt his chin thoughtfully.

The nest is so big, there may be bird eggs in it, which can be used for breakfast or
hatching cubs. There are always such bridges in Western fantasy stories, and as a male
protagonist, life without a wind-mounted mount is incomplete.

"Wow." The other party seemed to perceive something, shaking his wings in his sleep.
Just such a small movement, there was a strong wind around.

McCaw shuddered even harder, hoping that the whole rat would get into the pants.

At the next moment, the giant bird and beast slowly raised their heads, revealing the
eagle-like mouth and beautiful golden pupils. The sharp eyes swept below, full of
arrogance and indifference.

Jin Cheng couldn't help blowing a whistle.

The move angered the opponent without any surprise. It sang in the sky, huge wings
spread out, and the strong wind fanned Jin Cheng's hair across the distance.

Jin Cheng took the opportunity to put McCain into his pocket, several jumps up and
down the cliff, took out the mechanical bow while moving in the air, and raised his hand
with a single arrow. Instead of going to the other party, but in the middle of the cliff, Jin
Cheng set a new foothold.

The wind was blowing, Jin Cheng was like a Dapeng with wings spread, and his wings
fell on the shaft. He squatted on it with ease in this gesture, his lips smiling but his eyes
cold, his powerful fighting intentions uncovered.

Raising his hand and drawing an arrow from the void again, Jin Cheng stared at his
opponent hovering in mid-air, as if he had become the same kind of the other.

The air war begins.

Birds and beasts spread out all over the body, looking like griffins. It has a lion's body
and claws, as well as an eagle's mouth and wings. Jin Cheng doesn't know how he
ranks in the food chain on the mainland of Sicily, but it is not bad to think about it.

I just don’t know if it is a neighbor of the elves? Is it a pet?

The shriek interrupted Jin Cheng's thoughts, and the griffin swooped towards him. He
immediately hooked the arrow with one leg and leaned back to avoid the claws. At the
same time, an arrow was shot quickly, and in this position, it shot towards the softer
belly of the Griffon.

But the Griffon was a giant, fierce and swift. In addition, the strong wind with its wings
rolled up was too strong, and the arrow deviated slightly, stabbing diagonally on the cliff
wall.

For the first time, the closest distance between one person and one animal was only
two or three meters. The huge body of the Griffon covered almost all the light above Jin
Cheng's head, and the dangerous breath enveloped him, nervous and exciting.

Ten minutes later, Jin Cheng’s arrows were already covered with cliffs. At first glance,
they were messy, but in fact they were scattered. They will not be too close to each
other, but there must be a place to stay within 100 meters.

Jin Cheng walked on the ground on this man-made arrow ladder, and even the width of
these two or three hundred meters did not hinder him.

"Boom--" A huge shock wave hit the cliff, Jin Cheng evaded in time, and was thrown
high by the powerful aftermath. In the air, he bent his bow and arrow.

"Huh!" The metal arrow pierced the sky and suddenly split into three when approaching
the enemy. The Griffon screamed and two huge wings fanned out, but after all it was
stabbed in the forelegs.

At this time, Jin Cheng, a beautiful flip, has settled on the opposite cliff. Whirling around,
it was another neat split arrow.
No, it's renju arrow!

A split arrow can be divided into three, even a volley of beads, Jin Cheng only has a
bow by himself, which creates a scene of "thousands of arrows firing together".

The Griffon couldn't hide so many arrows. His eyes were red, and he was completely
irritated. The strong wind and Changxiao went together, and the horrible sound wave
shattered the strange rocks at the bottom of the cliff and the rocks raised on the cliff
wall.

In an instant, the gravel was empty and the dust was flying.

On the occasion of a sudden attack, Jin Cheng's index finger quickly crossed the
bowstring. The bowstring cuts off the belly of the finger, and the sound of "Jing——" Jin
Ge is full of killing. If it is substantial, all the rubble and dust are rolled back.

"Bang!" The Griffon, who had been hit by a random arrow, was careless and smashed
**** the cliff wall, hitting a huge pit. The sound of a click sounded, and I didn't know
which bone was broken.

However, Jin Cheng still cut the neck with the missing stones, and blood ran down the
wound and ran across the collarbone. He didn't care about rubbing, because the griffin
had been killed again.

The impact just now caused a certain amount of damage to it, but it could not affect its
activities at all. Its speed was even faster, and people could feel the blast at a distance
of more than fifty meters.

With such a fierce and brutal style of play, Jin Cheng's quick response will inevitably be
hit.

"Bang!" Just before landing, he forcibly adjusted his posture, bent his knees to relieve
part of the force, and removed the mechanical bow to pierce the ground, still sliding for
more than ten meters before stopping.
It can be seen that the Griffin is so powerful that if it is really caught by those claws,
what is waiting for him is torn apart.

Jin Cheng gasped and sweat slipped across the wound, causing a little tingling. He
wiped a trace of blood from his lips, shook his arm, and smiled again.

This big bird is really painful and exciting.

But it was almost time.

The Griffon swooped down again, **** claws glowing fiercely in the sunlight. Jin Cheng
evaded to the limit, and stepped on the pebble next to it, and returned to the cliff again.

He was fast, taking advantage of the griffin's inertia because of its huge inertia, and ran
out of the ground several times. The Griffon chased with angrily, Jin Cheng ran against
the cliff wall, and regardless of the hard rock will scratch its wings, chasing behind him,
and several times nearly caught Jin Cheng's back.

The gravel fell down, Jin Cheng glanced back, suddenly stepped on the cliff wall, a
backflip jumped up, and then fell to the back of the Griffon.

The Griffon hurried up, chasing Jin Cheng and flying upward, but it was not as flexible
as Jin Cheng. When he rushed upward, Jin Cheng had grabbed its hair and hung it on
his back with one hand.

Griffon was furious, flapping his wings violently, shaking his body, constantly changing
direction, hoping to throw Jin Cheng down. Seeing that it could not be shaken off, I
simply hit the cliff with my back.

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows and the light flashed, and a dagger appeared on his
empty hand, stabbing fiercely at the back of the Griffon.

"Roar—" The griffin took pain, and his wings shrank. But the momentum of hitting the
cliff wall was unstoppable. Jin Cheng didn't care to pull out the dagger, immediately let
go, rolled and fell to the ground.
This taste is uncomfortable, Jin Cheng's health directly fell below 20, and there were
many wounds on his body.

The Griffon is worse than him.

After hitting the cliff, it hit the ground again, and all the rubble on the ground was
bounced. It snarled in pain, desperately trying to stand up again, but the forelegs just
stood up, shaking and falling.

This is not because it really hurts much, but because of poisoning.

Jin Cheng is not a knight, a knight will not be poisoned, but he will. The so-called battle
is a struggle for survival. Usually he fights with the player. He does not use poison
arrows, but it is different in the copy.

It's just that the body of the Griffon is too large, the poison arrows have been in effect for
a long time, and the effect is also unsatisfactory.

Taking out a bottle of potion and pouring it down, Jin Cheng quietly observed for a while
and determined that the Griffon was no longer capable of attacking, then turned his
eyes to the bird's nest in the distance.

Jin Cheng is a professional in picking birds.

On the other side, the secret lake.

Several human adventurers insisted on leaving, and Dorn didn't stop him. The team has
now dispersed, and the seven adventurers are divided into two groups, one group of
five chooses to leave, and one group chooses to leave with Dorn as the leader. All the
members of the Ivy League also chose to stay, the dwarf was still asleep, but the two
druids were going to follow the adventurer.

"Druid is a race close to nature, we are not strong in combat, it is better to go out early
to report the situation."

Tang Cuo declined to comment.

People in the small windmill harbor frowned slightly, but said nothing.

There were only ten people left by the lake.

Everyone scattered to investigate, but Tang Cuo squatted beside the dwarf Hanmo,
staring at him in contemplation. Celtic asked "What are you thinking?"

Tang Cuo "I'm thinking about how to wake him up."

Celtic "Why do you have to wake him up? Is he important?"

Tang Cuo did not answer. He untied the remaining hip flask from Hanmo's waist and
tried to wake him with a scent of wine, but failed. He made another cut on Hammo's arm
and tried to wake him with pain, but also failed.

Finally, he turned his attention to the black iron furnace and the alchemy colossus,
these two things, said to be the two artifacts of the dwarf family.

Tang Cuoxin walked to the lake. In view of the previous deaths, everyone was keeping a
certain distance from the lake shore at this time, only Tang Cuo was so close.

Holding his elbow and thinking for a few seconds, he began rummaging through his
gear. In this copy, in order to conform to the human design, many things beyond this era
can not be used. The remaining ones-Nightingale, Ivy League Badge, Ruling Sword,
etc., he wants to find a weapon for long-range attack.

None seem to be appropriate.

Nightingale's engraving skill "Moonlight Tide" may be useful, but Tang Cuo wants to
keep it as a hole card.

Tang Cuo receded for the second place and chose water polo. Soon, a small water polo
ball quickly flew towards the black iron furnace and hit the furnace, "Zila" turned into
white smoke and dissipated.
A small water polo did not work. Tang Cuo released 20 or 30 in succession and
smashed past as quickly as possible. The voice of "Zi La Zi La" attracted everyone's
attention.

"Is his brain invaded by Slime?" Hawk looked puzzled.

"Don't care about him, what the country savages of the Principality of France can find
out." His companion said, and continued to walk along the lake indifferently.

"Can we really find it? Is that an individual or an item?"

"Not sure, I will always find it."

Hundreds of water polo **** were dropped by Tangcuo, and the black iron furnace was
unscathed. He turned and asked Celtic, "Can you kill it so far away?"

Celtic shook his head, "No."

At this time, the Heimeng brothers came over and heard Tangcuo's words, wondering,
"Why do you want to destroy it? The black iron furnace is an artifact, and the dwarven
races may not have a second one."

Tang Cuo's expression was ruthless.

Hemon and Hess cannot understand his sense of humor as a modern man, but he can
also guess something from these two words. Black frowned, "You said it was fake?"

Hess "Are you sure?"

Tang Cuo "I think everything we see is fake."

Celtic was slightly surprised.

Tang Cuo looked at him and asked, "Don’t you find it strange? We just couldn’t find the
Secret Lake at first, then we had a bonfire and sat down to rest, but after the dwarf fell
asleep, the Secret Lake suddenly appeared, and the lake was still full Dwarf stuff."
The dark shadows shone brightly, "Your Excellency means-illusion? Are we all in the
illusion created by Hammo?"

Hess immediately answered, "Crushing the black iron furnace can break the illusion?"

"Maybe you can also try to kill Hanmo." Tang Cuo sincerely suggested that he thinks
this method may be the fastest.

As the words fell, all three of them widened their eyes and looked at Tang Cuo in
disbelief. Tang Cuo shrugged, he said so, the system did not give him a warning, it
would not be a strike.

"Cough." Heimeng broke the silence. "Let's try to break the furnace first."

The two brothers of Black Mongolian are swordsmen and magicians, and their skills are
very good. The magician has the most long-range attack methods. A few large lethal
magic hits, and the black iron furnace finally cracks.

But at this moment, the three small windmill harbour had already walked out of sight, I
do not know where to go.

Hess continued to work hard, but Tang Cuo suddenly thought of something, turned his
head to look in the direction when he came, and narrowed his eyes slightly. Druid and
the adventurers had been away for quite a long time. According to Tangcuo's guess,
they would not be able to get out of the forest smoothly, or even leave too far, because
they were still in the illusion.

But the forest was quiet, there was no movement at all.

Is something wrong?

At this moment, the black iron furnace finally exploded into pieces, and the iron block
sank into the lake, and the lake surface was turbulent, and it could not calm for a long
time. Heimeng turned back to see that the sleeping Hammo frowned, immediately
letting Hess continue to attack the Alchemist Colossus.
After a while, the Alchemist Colossus also fell.

The dwarf on the ground groaned, and the mist suddenly began to swell, covering
everyone's eyes. When the vision was restored again, the scene in front of them
suddenly changed-they were all standing in the forest, surrounded by towering ancient
trees, and no secret lakes or black iron furnaces existed.

Everyone was a little suspicious, and in the distance came enquiries and exclamations
from Dorn and others. They just went a little bit earlier, so they didn't hear the
conversation between Tang Cuo and the Black Mongolian brothers.

Tang Cuo ignored it, glanced at the slowly awakening Han Mo, and walked in the
direction he was traveling. He walked fast and found the extinguished bonfire within a
few minutes.

Continue to go forward and hit two panicked druids head-on.

"People are gone! We just dispersed in the mist, and people disappeared in a blink of
an eye!" the druid shouted.

Tang Cuo frowned, waiting to be inquired, but Yu Guang glanced at the south direction,
and there was a black lake faintly. A sigh in his heart, he directly ran to the road.

The Secret Lake, which follows a completely different Secret Lake, appears again.

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This time the secret lake is calm and calm, except for the dense fog that still lingers
around, it seems to be like an ordinary lake. But Tangcuo didn't hurry up, stopped at a
distance of more than ten meters from the lake, and looked back at the others who
followed him.

The Celtic, Hammo, and Blackmont brothers, plus two Druids and three adventurers led
by Dorn, a total of nine people. The three little windmill harbour did not know where to
go.

Hanmo was still awake, rubbing his eyes vigorously, and after watching it for a long
time, he responded, "Mysterious Lake!"

When the words fell, he rushed toward the lake with anxiety, so surprised that he didn't
even care about his wine bottle. Tang Cuo saw this and lifted a stone to kick him to stop
him.

"Reckless human beings, what are you doing?! Even hitting the **** of your master
Hammo!" The dwarf was hit by a stone, but jumped. He really wanted these light-haired
humans to learn the humility of the dwarves, but he found everyone's expressions
strange, and looked at him behind him inexplicably shocked.

The clattering sound of water and the roar of some kind of monster also rushed into his
eardrum at this time. He turned horribly, and when he saw the surging lake, he almost
fell down on the ground, "God of forging, what is this? ..."

A two-headed python broke through the lake, the huge body stirred the mist, and it was
more than 20 meters high before it was fully extended. It seemed to be disturbed to
sleep, very annoyed, scarlet eyes glanced around the lake for a week, fixed on the
lakeside people.

At the next moment, the two heads opened their mouths together and roared angrily at
the lake.
With the smelly wind blowing away the mist, the strong impact reached the shore,
cutting off all the grass blades. Han Mo didn't stand still, he fell to the ground with his
buttocks, wiped his face with his hand, and there were still a few drops of water on his
face.

"Retreat! This is an abyssal python!" Heimeng screamed its name, and everyone
changed their colors and retreated.

Dorn couldn't restrain his panic, "Isn't the Abyssal Python in the Scarlet Highlands? How
come here? What's going on in this secret lake?"

Hammo "Yeah, how could it go to the birthplace of the elves!"

The Black Mongolian Brothers told the illusion about it, everyone was suddenly
surprised. An adventurer tremblingly asked, "So, is the abyssal python also fake, fake?"

The other grabbed his arm tightly, "but someone is indeed dead!"

The secret lake of the dwarves has one dead.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone took a few steps back until they were sure
that the abyssal python had not come to the lake, which made him slightly relieved.
Tang Cuo looked at the two druids, "Are adventurers returning with you, sure to be
separated?"

"What do you doubt?" One of the druids swept across the crowd. "Some of you seem to
be missing."

Heimeng "Ignore them first."

Hess "We can't beat the abyssal python, this is the overlord of the Scarlet Highlands,
and only big figures like Lord Roger Reid have the power to fight."

If you destroy or kill something in the lake, you can break the illusion. They can destroy
the black iron furnace and the alchemy colossus without autonomous attack power, but
what about the giant python?
Who triggered this illusion? Are the five missing adventurers, or the three of the small
windmill office? Everyone here is still awake, there can never be them.

Han Mo later realized, "You destroyed the black iron furnace and the alchemy
colossus??"

Dorn kindly reminded him that this was a fake, but Hammo could not hear it anymore, it
was a holy thing! It is the artifact that the dwarven race dreamed of recreating. Even if it
was a fake, he longed for the opportunity to take a look. Now it is gone!

The dwarf thumped his chest, almost crying.

No one has time to take care of him, but the priority is still to solve the illusion. But
everyone talked about it for a long time and there was no good way. In the face of the
too powerful abyss python, they seemed to have the option of being trapped in the
illusion forever.

Tang Cuo asked Celtic "Is there no natural enemy in the abyssal python?"

Kyle features the head, "Yes."

Tang Cuo held his arm and motioned him to continue, and Celtic told him, "It's a dragon,
and dragons are the natural enemies of all living things."

If it weren’t for Celtic’s expression, he didn’t make any jokes, and Tang Cuo thought he
might hit someone right away. He pondered slightly, and Yu Guang glanced at the two
druids, his eyes bright, "Is the druid good at transforming?"

The Druid was suddenly named and slightly alert. "What do you mean?"

Tangcuo "You can turn into dragons."

The druids were all black, and they suspected Tang Cuo was taking the opportunity to
sarcasm. Dorn quickly rounded the field and explained, "Your Excellency Theodore,
although the Druid will be transformed, it can be difficult for a dragon to become a
dragon, not to mention fighting an abyssal python."
The Black Mongolian brothers thought deeply, looking at Tang Cuo with two eyes
together.

Tang Cuo walked slowly in front of them, "This is an illusion. Since there is a fake
abyssal python, why can't there be a fake dragon? You have two people, the python has
two heads, you can also fit into one Two-headed dragon."

Nightmare.

Druid grew up so big that he had never heard of such nonsense. This is a humiliation to
the druid, oh no, it is a humiliation to the dragon, neither right nor not, anyway-

"This is impossible!" The druid couldn't help refuting loudly.

"You haven't tried it, you said it's impossible, and that's why it's impossible." Tang Cuo
stopped and looked sideways at them, saying righteously, "There is no way in the world.
If there are too many people, it becomes the way ."

Tang Cuo felt that they should receive a modern education.

The two druids still couldn't agree. They couldn't help but look at the darkest and
calmest brother here, but after seeing the other thoughtful, they said, "You can try it."

Druid dropped his face. "Your League of Vine is all the same. But even if we succeed in
becoming a dragon, can we really fight it? You don't need to do anything."

Celtic frowned and couldn't help reminding, "You just ran away and ran back, and you
didn't contribute in the last illusion."

The druid was choked and his face was ugly. They looked at each other, and they all
saw the deep worry and embarrassment of riding a tiger from the other person's eyes.
After all, the abyssal python was too scary. Even if it is known that this is a fantasy, it is
false, and there is still no idea that it can be overcome.

In the distance, three people in the small windmill office hid behind the tree and
snooped.
"Did they quarrel?"

"It's just noisy."

"But if this is an illusion, the thing we are looking for is definitely not here. Will they wait
for them to break the illusion?"

"Adult said, the secret lake represents the unknown, and every detail here can not be
overlooked. Even the illusion does not necessarily mean that everything we see is fake."

Hawke listened to the two companions, his eyes fixed on Tang Cuo, and said, "That
man is weird. I have never heard of this man in the office of the Principality of France."

Companion "He is a knight, which little noble's young master?"

Another companion said, "I think his companion and the two druids are more
suspicious. The Celtic has dispersed from the beginning and suddenly appeared. The
druid clearly left with the adventurers, how could they The two come back? They are
friends of the elves, maybe they know what the inside story is."

"We have to find the five adventurers."

Hawk frowned slightly. If he could, he really didn't want to control the five timid idiots, but
remembering the purpose of this trip, he still suppressed it and said, "This operation
must not fail. Only when it is done, my father will do. Will help me find a way to
persuade Roger Reed to let me be his disciple. Only in this way, we can have enough
voice in Popolo Island, this is for the small windmill office, understand?"

"Understood." The other two nodded in response.

Upon hearing this, Hawke narrowed his eyes and stared at Tang Cuo again, snorted,
and immediately turned away. The other two followed him, his eyes narrowed slightly,
and they were slightly impatient and bored.

The departure of the trio of small windmills did not attract any attention. On the lakeside,
the druid was trying to transform the double-headed dragon 20 into a double. The first
transformation failed unsurprisingly, not to mention the two-headed dragon, they
couldn't even become dragons.

In the end, it changed into a dragon-like snake tail.

If Jin Cheng is here, he will surely watch this transformation show with great interest,
but Tang Cuo is a fierce warrior, picking up the dwarf's hip flask and throwing it to the
other party.

"Drink." Tang Cuo, who is not afraid of the collapse of the system without losing the
system restrictions, has become even more ruthless.

The druid caught the hip flask and was confused.

"Let alcohol paralyze your mind, you need a little imagination." Then, Tang Cuo finally
gave the other party a strong medicine. "Do you know what imagination is? The world
was created by you, you are God. In this world. Here, humans can manipulate giants
made of black iron to fly in the sky, and the abyssal python is just a dish on the table. It
depends on the mood to fry and cook. What is a dragon?"

This time, even the Black Mongolian brothers were stunned. The druid was stunned and
stunned. He wanted to refute it, but he felt that there was nothing to say.

After they had finished drinking, Hanmo, who was still immersed in grief, reacted, and
the grief doubled, "My wine!!!"

Do you, you, you **** long-legged human being, have hatred against your master
Hammo!

Tang Cuo was of course indifferent.

Han Mo howled for a while, but couldn't help but came together and asked, "What is the
black iron giant that you are flying in the sky? Is there such a thing?"

Tang Cuo "believe in yourself."

Han Mo thought a little, his expression softened slightly, but then he blew his beard and
glared, "Don't think that please me, I will forgive you!"

Tang Cuo "..."

Which ear do you hear me please?

At this moment, the light suddenly shined ahead. Tang Cuo raised his hands
subconsciously to cover his eyes, and when the light had condensed, a behemoth cast
a shadow, covering them all.

"Dragon! Really a dragon!"

"Black Dragon!"

Maybe it was drunk, or maybe it was bewitched by Tang Cuo. The two druids really
turned into two. The joy of success diminished the worries, and the black dragon
screamed in the sky, and the howling disturbed the python in the lake.

The lake began to violently swell, and the python roared, hoping to disperse the waves,
but there seemed to be a trace of fear in the scarlet eyes.

The war is on the verge.

Tang Cuo pulled out the sword of adjudication, turned his head to look at Celtic, and
suddenly asked, "Do you think you won?"

Celtic was stunned, then took a deep look at his sword and said, "Can."

Tang Cuo smiled.

This was the first time Celtic looked at him and smiled, his eyes could not help but
follow his figure until he killed his sword. The sturdy body is like a cheetah who is
preying. With all his strength, a sword is cut into the lake.

In an instant, it was decided that Sheng Hui had skyrocketed, and the lake was cut off,
and the waves were violent. The fierce Jianguang stretched to a distance of 100 meters
from the shore. Although it had not been able to cut the python, it forced it to pay
attention.

Seeing this, Hemon immediately shouted at Druid, "Go offense! We will contain you!"

Long Yin Zhentian.

The black dragon flapped its wings and swooped down quickly, opening its mouth and
biting toward the python's neck.

Hess by the lake also took out his staff and began singing obscure spells. When the
light shines at the tip of the rod, a storm of magic gradually takes shape, and then when
is the time to release it quickly.

"Great Freezing Technique!" The icy breath began to spread from the lake's shore,
freezing the lake surface inch by inch at an extremely fast speed, and constantly
pushing it to the python.

With the strength of Hess, it is impossible to release enough ice to freeze the entire
lake. He looked solemnly, staring closely at the ice, hoping that it would trap the python
a little bit.

The next second, a wind-like figure glanced across his line of sight, and Hess stared,
seeing that Tang Cuo had rushed out on the ice.

He was followed by his brother Hemon and Celtic.

Dorn and other adventurers gritted their teeth and pulled their swords.

At the same time, Jin Cheng really found a black egg with dark gold lines in the nest.
The bird's egg is very big, as big as a football. Fortunately, it can be temporarily put into
the equipment bar, and carrying it is not a problem.

He injected the griffin with a sedative, and like the last time he walked the bear in "The
Return of the Snowy Night", he put a rope on the griffin and decided to ride it away.
The mouse McCaw had already fainted, and Jin Cheng's fighting style made him seem
to have taken a life-saving roller coaster. It would be nice to be alive.

But Jin Cheng finally tamed the Griffon to leave, and suddenly a voice came from the
bottom of the cliff. He was immediately alert, patted the gryphon's neck and ordered it to
return to the den, and then hid himself, quietly peeping at the sound.

After a while, the sound of footsteps appeared and got closer and closer, and the voice
became clear.

"We have clearly searched it before and found nothing."

"Because nothing has been found, I have to continue to look for it. Wang Tingli has
searched all over, and there are guards everywhere in Yunqiao. He cannot disappear
out of thin air. Not here, where will it be?"

The elf guard came over, a total of five people.

Jin Cheng listened to their words and thought of McCaw subconsciously.

The guards looked very carefully, but there was nothing strange in the empty sky, so
they were still moving very fast. On the way to the Griffin's Den, the leader suddenly
stopped and frowned, "Why are there signs of fighting here?"

All the arrows were recovered by Jin Cheng, so what they saw was the craters and the
rocks all over the cliff.

The other person thought without hesitation. "Is the Griffon crazy again? It has always
been so. Even a passing bird can make it restless."

The captain was slightly suspicious. He looked up and looked at the griffin's den, and
saw that it was still asleep as usual, and looked like he didn't answer.

"This is the mount of Elder Evans. Don't be indifferent. Report it to him when you go
back."
"Yes, Captain."

The team continued to move forward without speaking for a long time. And just as they
were about to walk out of Jin Cheng's line of sight, a less clear voice came again.

"Captain, what happened to Wang Ting? What happened to His Royal Highness, why..."

"Don't ask if you shouldn't."

"but……"

"His prince he... we can't control...do you understand?"

Later, Jin Cheng could not hear clearly, but the only information had shocked him. He
lowered his head, facing the small green bean eyes of McCaw, who had just
awakened--

Are you **** a prince?

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The fact that the mouse is an elven prince shocked Jin Cheng a lot, because in his
impression, the prince was going to change into a frog. And the name McCain is no
more like an elven prince than Legolas.

Thinking this way, Jin Cheng opened the task panel again.
The spur task has not changed.

Jin Cheng looked at McCaw, contacted his identity and the elf's abnormal operation on
the secret lake, and roughly judged that McCaw might become inseparable from Secret
Lake.

There must be something happening in Wang Ting, the Elf Guards will not capture their
prince for no reason.

The most important thing is that there is really a way to the outside or the king's court at
the bottom of the cliff, otherwise how did the elf guard get down? It is not always
possible to jump off the cliff like Jin Cheng.

As the guards walked away, Jin Cheng decisively took McCaw in the direction they
came. It was only before leaving that he fed something to the Griffon, and regrettedly
gave up this pull-wind mount.

In order to prevent another guard from appearing, Jin Cheng walked against the cliff,
which made it easier for him to find a passage. It stands to reason that the channel
should be on the side close to the Wang Ting, and then the sky can be used to deal with
some people who are not convenient to deal with in public.

Jin Cheng looked very carefully, and did not let every inch of the cliff off. After fifteen
minutes, the emperor was not disheartened. He finally found a passage somewhere
more than ten meters above the cliff.

The passage is covered by magic, if a person who does not understand magic cannot
find it at all. Moreover, it is more than ten meters above the ground. Ordinary people
looking for a passage will subconsciously think that the passages are all attached to the
ground. How can they think of hanging on it? This distance happens to avoid the world's
cognitive range, and not too high to cause falls.

The entrance of the passageway was not closed. I thought the guard would have to go
back. There is only one way here, so there is no closure. Jin Cheng walked in with a big
swing, and after walking a long way, he saw the upward stone steps.
This really is the way to Wang Ting.

"Squeak." McCain grabbed Jin Cheng's clothes pocket, his eyes sad. Then he slid down
Jin Cheng's arm again, raised his finger to the stone steps, and squeaked excitedly
again.

"You lead the way?" Jin Cheng finally got a tacit understanding with him.

McCain nodded violently, and he set off on his way to Wang Ting.

This road is not short, because the stone steps are not straight, and they are
criss-crossing. Some areas are wide and some are narrow. There are no guardrails on
both sides. The space directly below Wang Ting is actually a hollow underground cell.
These intricate stone steps connect one cell to another. The cell is basically empty, and
there are no guards around.

The further up, the smaller the space, Jin Cheng finally saw the detained prisoners, and
they were basically elves.

With McCain leading the way, Jin Cheng did not waste time questioning one by one, but
he would try to pass by the cell door to see if he could trigger any task.

McCain had a clear goal and soon took him to a prison door where a dying young elf
dressed in guards lay.

"Squeak!" McCowen was small, and he got in at once, arching the elf's face with his
head, trying to wake him up.

Jin Cheng directly took out a therapeutic potion and threw it to him. The little mouse
burst into tears and bowed hard. Then he shivered and held the potion higher than the
mouse to the elf's mouth.

The elf still had some residual consciousness, his mouth slightly open, which made him
pour the potion into it. It was just that as a mouse, the action of pouring medicine was
too laborious for him. Half of a bottle of medicine was poured out, and he nearly cried
out in a hurry.

"Okay, he will be fine." Jin Cheng said this, and checked the branch task again. The
task remained unchanged. Those lying on the ground showed no signs of recovery for
the time being, Jin Cheng no longer delayed, and hailed McCain to leave.

McCain nodded, crawled to the elf's waist and held a bunch of keys, and then
reluctantly got out of the cell.

The key was handed to Jin Cheng, and Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows—this was an
unexpected joy.

Soon, one person and one mouse came to the end of the stone steps. There is a stone
door here. Surprisingly, the magic mechanism on the stone door is located outside, and
they can be opened from the inside without hindrance.

But what is even more surprising is that someone outside the door, the sound of
conversation came through the gap of the stone door.

"Elder Evans, what should I do over the secret lake? This person dare to follow you,
must have found something."

"Just shut him up, and cross-examine the origin of his companion."

"Is that young knight?"

"Well. When I blessed him, I felt a little breath of elven blood in him."

"This……"

The conversation was interrupted, and the person who spoke seemed to be in deep
contemplation, or perhaps something came to him suddenly, and he didn't go on. A
moment later, Evans asked again, "How about our prince? Haven't found it yet?"
The other party replied, “No, I’ve already sent someone to find it, but Elder, you’ve told
us not to disturb other people. Especially Elder Philgaro, he seems to be reluctant to
believe the secret lake’s accident and His Royal Highness until now. Regarding, if he is
found to be our hands and feet, then—"

"Well, Philgaro, the idiot who tried to subvert the blood of the elves, how could he
tolerate a mixed elf ascending to the throne, which would be a shame for the elves!
Rest assured, now we can't enter the secret lake, rely on What's the use of those
foreigners, they can never wake up the real secret lake."

"Elder Evans, the Secret Lake has become so fierce now, so many foreigners have not
come back. Will there be any problems with the methods we get from those people?"

Hearing this, Jin Cheng couldn't help frowning.

When this person mentioned "those", there was a clear pause in the words. Evans
previously said that McCawn's blood was impure and opposed his ascension to the
throne, which is probably the source of a series of accidents. As an elder, Evans did not
hesitate to insult McCaw in order to maintain the purity of his bloodline, and even
stomped on Secret Lake.

"Those people" proves that he has associates. McCain obtained the method that
caused the secret lake to change from others. Judging from the tone of their mention in
the dialogue, most of them are people outside the elven clan.

Jin Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of the rough setting of this Western
fantasy world, and had a guess in his heart.

"Don't think so much, finding McCaw is the key." At this point, Evans' words showed a
trace of fatigue, "Bring him down, keep it at the bottom, and don't let anyone touch him."

After hearing this, Jin Cheng immediately took McCaw away from the stone gate. There
was no good hiding place in the dungeon, so he simply found an empty cell and lay
back with his back.
Almost at the moment he lay down, the stone door was opened. The sound of footsteps
moved from far to near, without staying, and skipped Jin Cheng who was mostly lying in
the shadows.

When they walked over, Jin Cheng quietly opened his eyes and saw that figure, Celtic,
was dragged away by the two guards.

At the same time, the battle by the Secret Lake finally came to an end.

Under the joint efforts of all the people, the abyssal python issued a wailing blood on the
secret lake. The huge body gradually sank to the bottom of the lake, and the illusion
naturally broke.

This is a fierce battle.

Although the python died, everyone was more or less injured. Especially the two druids,
who were bloodied and pale, sat on the ground and gasped, their faces full of fear and
happiness.

Hess, who had been staying on the lake for long-range assists, was the least injured.
He helped Heimeng and Dorn and others rest together. When Tang Cuo came over and
said, "In the illusion just now, the fighting power of the python should be Cut by half than
it really is."

Heimeng also nodded, "It's true, otherwise we can't beat it."

Tang Cuo nodded pretendingly, and then said, "The question now is, if we see all
illusions, where is the real secret lake?"

"Cough, cough..." Dorn coughed a few times while covering his heart, and said, "If we
can't find the truth, then we can't sustain this illusion one by one. I'm afraid it won't last
long."

There are more than ten people in the team. If everyone brings an illusion, this is the
second one.
Hearing the words, the expressions of Hemeng and Hess also settled.

Tang Cuo paid attention to Celtic and Druid. The former's expression did not change,
and the latter's eyes flickered a little when they heard their conversation.

Druid, are you hiding something?

The small windmill harbour and those five adventurers are still missing. Who is the
enemy? Who is a friend?

What Tang Cuo did not know is that about two kilometers from here, the two groups of
people he was talking about met. It's just that the people in the small windmill harbour
are hiding behind the trees quietly, without making a noise.

Five adventurers sat or stood, one of them seemed to have just woken up and rubbed
his head. Hawk and his companions looked at each other, and they guessed that this
person was probably the master of the illusion just now, just like the dwarf Hanmo.

"How did you fall asleep just now? I was very careful not to drink like the vulgar dwarf."
The one rubbing his head was puzzled.

The rest of the people said, "Don't discuss this first, we must act quickly. Kill all the
people as soon as possible, so we can go back to life."

"Just now we pushed people down, no one found?"

"There should be no, otherwise they will not let us go easily."

As soon as the words came out, the three Hawks hiding behind the tree almost made a
sound. They never imagined that the adventurer who died in the dwarf illusion was
actually pushed down the lake.

And the meaning in their words is even more surprising, is this to kill everyone?

why?
Hawke's eyes widened, and then a shocking scene appeared. The five adventurers
gathered together and didn't know what to mutter again. One of them glowed, and the
light flashed, and the man became Tang Cuo's image.

He touched his face, moved his neck, and said, "This one called Theodore is the worst
to deal with. I will meet him first. You are hiding and don't come out."

"Remember, don't fall asleep again easily."

The five men discussed for a moment, then turned and left.

The three Hawks behind the tree came out, looking at the direction in which the five left,
and touched their backs, and cold sweat had oozed out. One of them said, "What
should I do now? Do we want to go back and remind them? If they are all killed, we
can't escape."

Hawke frowned. "Who are these people?"

The other man touched his chin and thought about it, "Looking at how they turned, it
looks like a druid. If he went back with that Theodore's face on, what would happen to
the two Theodores? The two druids are already there, and the remaining five are human
adventurers. They will not doubt that there are any druids that can be transformed."

Hawke "But doesn't that Theodore have a companion? Is there no way to distinguish his
companion?"

The companion replied, "Don't you think that companion is also weird? He was the first
person to break away with us. Why didn't he suspect that he was also dropped? In this
way, both of them have doubts about who they believe in? "

No one can be trusted.

"But since they said they wanted to go back to life, it means that there is still a way to
leave from here. Let's keep up with them quietly, don't say anything."
In the end, Hawk adopted the advice of his companions, and the three followed the fake
Tangcuo, and watched him appear in front of everyone in a panic.

The most calm Hemong brothers were stunned, how could the two Theodores be?

"He's fake, he must have turned into a secret lake illusion to deceive everyone.
Everyone is far away from him, don't be fooled!" Fake Tangcuo finished, and pointed at
Celtic angrily, starting with the strong first, " I obviously broke up with Celtic from the
beginning, who are you? Is it his associate?!"

Tang Cuo watched the farce coldly, watching everyone's reaction quietly, not
responding.

The other party sneered. "You don't speak, are you guilty? Say, what is your intention
when you pretend that I'm in the team? I am separated from Celtic, are you the one who
made you?"

This hand-picked swindle is a perfect match.

Tang Cuo couldn't help but want to applaud him because of his itchy hands. And he
really didn't want to talk too much to the other party, so he drew his sword directly, and
when everyone, including the other party, didn't respond, a sword pierced the other
party's heart, and it was like a wind.

The other party subconsciously reached out to hold the sword, but couldn't stop it, only
to touch the blood of the hand. The same face as Theodore was full of shock,
consternation, and even a great sense of absurdity.

Why was he stabbed? !

Tang Cuo would not explain to him, suddenly withdrew his sword and watched him fall
with a blank expression.

All around, the raven was silent.

After thinking for a while, Tang Cuo felt he had to say something, so he took out his
handkerchief and wiped the blood from the sword, while looking at the person who fell
to the ground, saying, "I will not be as noisy as you."

The rest took a subconscious step back, but faced with the current situation, it was
difficult to judge. When Tang Cuo wiped the blood from the sword, the fake Tang Cuo
finally died, and his body flashed back to his original appearance.

This was neither Theodore's face nor the faces of the five adventurers, it was the druid
with the long horns above his head.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two druids.

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The two druids have never faced such embarrassment, and all their doubtful eyes are
stacked on their heads, making them inexplicable, "We really don't know it, and we don't
know him at all! Although the druid is not a huge race, But we can't know every one!"

But no matter how they explain it, the seeds of doubt have been planted. The three
adventurers, led by Dorn, even draw a line with them with absolute distance. This is not
a joke.

Heimeng walked to Tangcuo and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Tang Cuo checked very carefully. After the Druid recovered his body form, he also wore
armor clothes. He did not hesitate to pick up the armor clothes. After rummaging
through it, he finally found a less eye-catching sign on the position of his shoulder
blades.

Pour pentacles, embedded with roses.

"What kind of mess is this?" Hammo leaned in curiously, tilting his head and not
knowing it.

As a member of the League of Ivy Leagues, Heimeng would not be unafraid, and when
he saw the sign suddenly, his face changed suddenly, and he immediately looked back
at the two druids, trying to tell them to take off their armor clothes body.

But his movements were fast, and the druid movements were faster. They held the
nearest adventurer almost at the moment the sign was exposed, and said sharply,
"Don't move, otherwise I will kill him!"

The accident happened unexpectedly.

"Don't hurt him!" Dorn drew his sword, but he didn't dare to step forward. A heart was
raised in his throat.

"Calm down!" Another adventurer also blinked anxiously. How could he expect it, why
did he suddenly turn his face? ! What the **** is that sign!

The members of the Ivy League are still a little calm, and the Druid's reaction shows one
thing-they also have the Rose Sect logo on them, and they can't escape, so start with
the strong first.

Behind the scenes of the secret lake is the Rose Sect.

Celtic?
Tang Cuo looked at him again and found that he was reminiscent of face, muttering the
word "rose" in his mouth, as if remembering something. Hemong in that chamber had
initiated negotiations with Druid, "Let him go, I will let you go."

The Druid looked at him suspiciously, and then looked at Tangcuo deeply, and said,
"Then you back away."

Heimeng and Dorn exchanged glances, and both sides began to recede. The druid also
took the hostages back and waited for a certain distance to withdraw, and was about to
let go, but Tang Cuo asked suddenly-

"Aesor the rebel, are you there?"

The druid was stunned, and one of them wanted to say something, but was stopped by
the other. The two stared at Tang Cuo, pinched the hand on the adventurer's neck
slightly, and almost pinched the bleeding.

The next second, they pushed the person hard and turned to escape.

"Cough, cough..." The adventurer fell to his knees with his neck covered, the whole
person was still ignorant, only cold sweat on his back.

Dorn hurried forward to help, the dwarf Hanmo waved his hammer with a grumpy chase
a few steps, turned back to see that everyone was not chasing, and then returned
rashly.

Heimong thought about Tang Cuo's words just now and couldn't help but ask "Why
would he ask him?"

Tang Cuo "This is the birthplace of the elves. It is of great significance. The Rose Sect
cannot send a fish to do things."

Of course, the real reason is that Tangcuo only knew Aesop wearing tassel earrings. As
for Pastor Buzz and Peter, he was afraid that these druids did not have a high status
and did not know them at all.
Heimong nodded and said in a deep voice, "Things seem to be more serious than we
thought. The Rose Sect not only infiltrated the Druid, but also secretly mixed into the
Elven Forest. There must be a plot. We must report the matter to Popolo Island as soon
as possible. "

Tang Cuo asked, "How do I report it?"

Heimeng said, he paused, and he said, "Now the illusion has been broken, and no new
secret lake has appeared. If it returns at this time, can it be done?"

Tang Cuo didn't answer. He looked up at the towering ancient wood and the mist that
never seemed to dissipate. After a long time, he said, "Are we really broken through the
illusion?"

Dorn frowned. "What do you mean?"

Tang Cuo is not easy to explain. He has no key evidence, the clues cannot be
concatenated accurately, and most of them are intuitive. After thinking for a few
seconds, he said, "Let's go back first."

There is no other way.

After the hidden bushes, the three Hawks remained silent. The Druid's conspiracy was
already surprising, and Tangcuo's fierce counterattack was even more shocking, and
now even involves the Rose Sect.

For a long time, Hawke finally broke his silence, "When did the Principality of the
Français play such a ruthless role? Does he still know the rebel Aesop?"

Companions shook their heads one after another, where would they know!

"I think we still meet with them now? At least he looks strong."

"But if we pass now, will they believe that we are the same as us? That Theodore will
not kill us with a sword?"
Hawk listened to the discussion of his companions, and he was in a terrible mood.
"What shall we do then? We are just looking for something, but we did not want to
spread such a thing!"

After deliberation, the three decided to still follow them and watch the changes.

Ahead of the way, Tangcuo and his entourage returned along the way. After walking for
about fifteen minutes, they had to stop because a new secret lake appeared in front of
them.

To make matters worse, the adventurer who had just been held hostage by the Druid
also became sleepy.

It’s not a good sign that someone is sleepy.

"How could this be?" Dorn was puzzled. They set off early in the morning. Now that the
sun has not set down, how can anyone be sleepy in such a tense atmosphere?

Heimeng "Is it the problem of the fog?"

At this moment, Hess squinted for a moment, and said, "I seem to be a little sleepy."

One after another, someone is sleepy and there must be ghosts.

Tang Cuo began to think about what they had been in contact with and how they were
affected. If it was a fog, then everyone should be in this fog, and the impact should be
the same. Why is there a sequence?

Different physique?

Tang Cuo suddenly thought of something and asked "Have you eaten anything?"

Hess and the adventurer thought carefully, shaking their heads one after another. Hess
said, "My brother and I eat the same thing. Breakfast is for the elves, lunch is for the
barbecue by the bonfire. My brother and I each ate two pieces of bread plus a piece of
dry bread. Brought by Sen."
If everyone eats and drinks the same, what is the problem?

and many more.

Tang Cuo carefully pondered the words "elven tribe", and there was a glimmer of light,
"Is there an elf knocking on the door last night and gave you liqueur?"

Everyone was stunned and nodded.

Tang Cuo asked again, "Did you all drink?"

When he asked this, Hanmo just wanted to show Tang Cuo the last pot of wine he was
hiding. Just opened the stopper, and when he smelled the wine, he took another sip.

"Goodu." The wine fell, and he looked up at Tangcuo. "You ask me?"

Tang Cuo asked no more.

"The liqueur is filled with material, and the order in which everyone feels sleepy is
related to the amount of drinking." Tang Cuo said, adding that "I and Celtic did not
drink."

As soon as the voice fell, the sleepy adventurer thumped and fell to the ground. The
voice knocking on the ground, whoever listens to it hurts.

This made Tang Cuo think of the night of the cave in the copy of "The Snowy Night
Returning to People", which was also a routine that the system forced to fall asleep in,
and remained unchanged for thousands of years.

But if the number of people falling asleep becomes plural, what will the illusion appear
at this time?

Tang Cuo was suddenly curious.

Soon, Dorn picked up his sleeping companion, and all seven arrived at the lake. This
time the Secret Lake has changed a lot from the previous two.
Animals in groups drink water here, many of which Tang Cuo has not seen, and
perhaps only from myths and legends, occupying all corners of the lake.

Everyone did not dare to get too close, so they all stood behind the bush and watched.

"Someone in the lake!" Hess opened his eyes in a sleepy sleep, and the volume was
subconsciously raised.

"You whisper--" Heimeng's words came to an abrupt stop, because he also saw the
people in the lake. It was a noble and beautiful woman who didn’t know how to describe
it. She walked across the lake in a golden veil, with a garland crown on her head, and
she walked barefoot on the green grass, whether it was a proud unicorn The beast is
also a holy white deer, all bowed to her.

Just one more look, Heimeng felt heartfelt shame-he shouldn't look directly at her face
like this.

"This, this is..."

"God, can anyone tell me what I saw?"

"Is it..."

No one cared about the size of the voice anymore. Their minds were all drawn by the
woman. There was a kind of vague guess, but when they reached their mouths, they
dared not talk outside.

That is blasphemy.

Only Tangcuo was a warrior, "Goddess of elves? Or goddess of nature?"

Celtic answered him seriously, "Goddess of Nature, Lord Cynthia."

The others didn't speak anymore, even if they were irritable like dwarf Hanmo, they
dared not look directly at God's face and shouted at God. How come these two men are
fierce than one?
"If she is the one, aren't we going... Even if it's fake, it's impossible to do it." Heimeng
stopped talking. But he did not say the two words, Tang Cuo understood-Tu Shen.

To Tangcuo, the atheist, the God of Tu is just a word, but for Hemeng, it means
impossible.

How to do?

Tang Cuo tilted his head and looked at Celtic. "You look familiar with her. Have you met
before?"

Celtic "..."

Tang Cuo "?"

Celtic "I have only seen her portrait."

Tangcuo "Where?"

Facing Tang Cuo's questioning, Celtic was silent for a moment and said, "In a man's
picture book. He used to come to Mihu for a while and live in a log cabin by the lake."

Wooden house by the lake, "The Secret of the Lake".

Tang Cuo feels that the truth seems to be about to surface. This clue he accidentally
obtained in the first ring of the copy has realized its value here. Perhaps this is the
meaning of the serial copy.

"What is his name?"

"Louis."

Louis, l.

Tang Cuo suddenly thought of another name, the immortal rose, Louis XIV.

"How long ago was that?" he asked again.

"I can't remember." Celtic's eyes looked at the lake, through the mist of the mist, as if he
saw the distant past, "In short, it was a long time ago, probably your
great-great-great-great-great-great At birth."

Tang Cuo was unable to confess his timeline in the form of his great-grandfather, and he
said, "So, are there any ways to break this illusion? Or, can you show us the real secret
lake?"

Celtic thought about it, thought about it again, and then told Tang Cuo very seriously,
"My brain seems a little unclear."

Just then, a strange noise suddenly came from the forest not far away.

Tang Cuo immediately ignored the problem of waking and unconsciousness, and
quickly went to check, and then found two sleeping people and a sober but stinky Hawk
in the bushes.

Two others fell asleep, which is not good.

On the other side, Jin Cheng took McCaw to speak with the real Celtic.

Across the bars, Celtic looked at Jin Cheng unscathed, and was surprised and
suffocated. He couldn't help but slammed the door and said, "Where have you been,
Lancelot? I still want to find you, As a result, you come to see me in prison."

This is really the ups and downs of life.

"Oh, I jumped a cliff."

"what did you say???"

"Cough." Jin Cheng finally converged, "Nothing, how could you be locked in? What
about Theodore?"
Celtic told him everything along the way. After he was separated from Tang Cuo, he did
not go deep into the secret lake, so he came out smoothly and kept up with Evans. But
it didn't take long for Evans to find him.

"I've been very careful. At a long distance, I don't know how he found me." Celtic
complained.

"Perhaps it was when he took advantage of the blessing that he made any marks on
you." Jin Cheng said, stooping down and carefully looking at the keyhole, and turned
back, facing McCall's small expression of invitation.

"Key?" Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, took out the key McCaw had obtained from the
young elf, inserted it into the lock hole-click, the door opened.

Celtic wept with joy.

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Take Celtic back to the stone gate again. This time, there was no one outside the stone
gate. The two men and one mouse opened the door smoothly and found out that there
was a wine cellar outside.

After a little investigation, Jin Cheng said, "It should still be underground."
Kyle's character is that the wine cellar is generally in the basement, either locked or
guarded. He carefully leaned over to the door and saw that there were two elf guards
outside.

The guards in Wang Ting were not only equipped with bows and arrows, but also had
spears in their hands.

Jin Cheng asked McCain "When you were a prince, did you know that the dungeon is
connected here?"

McCaw shook his head frantically, Jin Cheng understood that this was only discovered
after he became a mouse. Celtic was dumbfounded. "Is he still a prince?"

"Squeak!" McCain put his hands on his hips, but he was an upright prince, how could he
tolerate this one after another questioning. But he immediately remembered something,
his ears fell down and fell into a low.

Celtic thought he had offended him and scratched his head. At this time Jin Cheng
grabbed McCaw and said, "Now is it time for your prince to shoot, did you see the guard
outside? You got out of the crack in the door, danced a dance in front of them, and then
came in, Lead them to open the door."

and many more!

He is a prince!

Celtic was frightened, but just about to discourage, Jin Cheng glanced over, "Otherwise
you go?"

Celtic shut up.

Prince McCain was just plugged out of the door and almost squashed. He looked back
into the door, and the two humans stared at him staring at him, sitting with him in the
gesture of "go fast, go fast".

Bullying too much.

McCain meditated a hundred times in his heart, "They are good people", turned his
head and sprinkled his anger on the two elf guards, raised his head and squeaked, and
then squeaked and ran away before they responded.

"mouse!"

"It's an abominable rat, how could there be a rat mixing into Wang Ting, grab it!"

The guard speared out and nearly stabbed McCaw's ass. Fortunately, his small
movements were flexible. Celtic in the room shot again in time and pulled it in.

Jin Cheng kept sticking to the door, paying close attention to the movement outside the
door.

The guard began to open the door without any accident. A mouse ran into the dungeon
and nothing happened. If the wine in the cellar was damaged, the loss would be great.

"Click." The door opened.

The two guards entered at almost the same time, Jin Cheng and Celtic also jumped out
from both sides of the gate at the same time. One person covered the guard's nose and
mouth from the back, dragged into the darkness to stun, and directly blocked the mouth
and dragged into the dungeon to close the cell. in.

About ten minutes later, the two elf guards closed the door and reappeared outside the
cellar. But if you look closely, you will find that their two pointed ears are very unnatural.

McCain hid in Jin Cheng's pocket and still guided them.

The place they are going to is the residence of Elder Evans. If you can directly find
evidence that Evans collaborated with outsiders on the secret lake, it is undoubtedly the
best.

Celtic worried that they would directly hit Evans again. "If he really marked me with a
blessing, he wouldn't be aware of our approach."
"That's right." Jin Cheng was fearless. "We can catch him directly and save trouble."

I didn't do it just now, but I was afraid that Celtic was still in the other's hands. I don't
know the situation is not easy to do. Now I don't have this worry.

At the same time, Tangcuo took Hawke back, and everyone watched the new changes
in the Secret Lake Fantasy. The original Secret Lake was just a lot of animals or ****
beasts, and the goddess of nature. Now in the Secret Lake, there is another **** ship
full of mysteries in the lake.

In the mist of 氤氲, there was a faint shadow on the ship shaking like a ghost ship in the
legend of the sea.

There is no doubt that this is a masterpiece of the two sleepers in the small windmill
harbor.

Seeing this, Hawke's face is not generally unsightly.

Heimeng wasn't in the mood to control him. His younger brother Hess was getting more
and more sleepy, and he couldn't hold it anymore. He couldn't help but look to Tang
Cuo, who could make him feel at ease, and asked "What now?

Tang Cuo looked at Celtic again, "What do you say?"

Hemon did not yet know the conversation between Tangcuo and Celtic, but he was not
without doubt about Celtic, and he was even more suspicious when he saw his silence.

Celtic was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know."

Tang Cuo Dao didn't expect him to come up with a solution immediately. If things were
so simple, the anomaly of the Secret Lake would not remain unsolved for three months.

"Actually, when we entered the range of the Secret Lake, we were already in an illusion.
This is your illusion. The druid was just right, you are not Celtic at all." Tang Cuo looked
directly at Kyle. Special eyes.
Who is the fake Celtic?

Tang Cuo tends to be the guardian of the Secret Lake, or the soul of the Secret Lake,
which has been born for thousands of years. There are often such settings in fantasy
stories.

After he explained this, the rest quickly understood that Hawke's eyes widened
suddenly. He looked at Celtic, full of consternation.

Tang Cuo swept his clenched fist quietly, thoughtfully.

There, Heimong frowned, thinking deeply, "That is to say, there are now double
illusions, and there are many small ones in the big illusions. Can we wake him up
directly?"

This he refers to as a false Celtic.

This is of course feasible in theory. Tang Cuo said, "The way we broke the illusion
before was to eliminate the special item in the illusion that was for the sleeper. But what
does this item correspond to in this big illusion?"

No one could answer, not even the fake Celtic himself. He just thought his mind was
chaotic, as if he could not remember anything, that is, when he heard the name of
Augustine and mentioned the natural goddess Cynthia and Louis, he remembered a
little vague fragment.

Even as a foreigner, Tangcuo probably knows that God is far away from the Sicilian
continent, and no miracles have been revealed for thousands of years.

"Do you remember things about the Tucha dynasty?" Tang Cuo asked. This is the
dynasty of Louis XIV. Thousands of years ago, Louis XIV's attempt to explore the
secrets of eternal life and spy on the forbidden area of ​the gods caused the entire
dynasty to be destroyed.
Who is it that has such a great energy that makes Yueyin City trapped in the yellow
sand forever, and wipes the roses from the mainland of Sicily? Of course it is God.

Louis XIV, the arrogant man who disrespected the gods, naturally did the thing that
painted the true face of God on his album. And this also proves the fact that Louis has
seen this god.

The Sicilian continent of the Tucha dynasty was two eras from the current Sicilian
continent.

"Tucha..." The false Celtic muttered to himself, "I seem to remember a little bit, Louis
was a prince at the time. He and Ai Miye are good friends, so they often come to Mihu
to stay."

The mournful night of Ai Mi finally appeared.

Tang Cuo asked, "At that time, Ai Mi Ye has not been on the throne, right?"

Princes and princes, of equal status and age, are more likely to be friends.

Celtic thought about it tilting his head and nodded slowly. "Probably."

Tang Cuo asked again, "How about Augustine? When did he appear?"

There was a trace of confusion in Fake Celtic's eyes. He thought, a dull pain appeared
in his head. As if something was suppressing him, he wanted to break through the
laminate, but it was difficult.

It was a long time before he finally found a gap in the laminate, and the picture of the
memory made his tone sad, "Louis has not been here for a long time."

How long is this for a long time, the fake Celtic can't tell clearly.

"One day Mi Miye brought Augustine, who was still a little boy, and said he was about to
return to the arms of the goddess. Augustine stayed and he spent a happy time with
me."
Returning to the arms of the goddess means death.

Tang Cuo heard this and roughly clarified the context of the story. Thousands of years
ago, Louis XIV and the elf king Ai Miye were friends. Louis offended the gods and was
condemned. The dynasty was destroyed, but Ai Miye was still alive.

After this, the remnants of the Tucha dynasty established the Rose sect and tried to
resurrect Louis XIV.

Augustine brought back by Mi Miye grew up and established the Ivy League.

Old friends turned against each other?

In this way, the reason why the Rose Church has shot the Secret Lake is there.
Whether or not there is something they want, in short, it is a place related to Louis XIV.

But where is Augustine sacred? He could be brought back here by Ai Miye and founding
the Ivy League, which could not be a sudden character.

Regarding this, the false Celtic is unclear. Maybe it was Ai Miye who didn't explain so
much to him, maybe he forgot.

"Last question." Tang Cuo looked directly at the fake Celtic eyes and asked, "Why did
you become Celtic? In these three months, every time someone enters, you will be
transformed into someone's appearance." Mixed into the team?"

Fake Celtic shook his head, "No, it's me who feels the air of Aya Mi from you. You wake
me up, so I came to your side."

Tang Cuo didn't expect this answer. It seems that the blessing of Mi Miye on the sword
of ruling helped, and plucked the imprisoned corner. What he didn't expect, Elder Evans
must have never even thought of it.

After a pause, Tang Cuo asked another question "What's your name?"
This question asked the other party. In the false Celtic eyes, Tang Cuo's black-and-white
eyes became the focus of all his eyes, and those eyes had-real.

What is my name?

who am I?

The false Celtic wanted his head to hurt more and more, but he knew that he should
have a name. With the name, he can know who he is. He should have seen his
reflection in the lake many times.

But now he couldn't even remember what he was supposed to be.

He can be anyone, but he cannot remember himself alone.

Tang Cuo saw him with a painful expression and stopped asking. He suspected that
someone had cast a spell on the fake Celtic, or what magic array was placed on the
bank of the real secret lake. In short, there was a layer of imprisonment.

The premise of cracking the imprisonment is to find it, but where will it be set?

At this time, there were Tangcuo, Hemeng, Dorn, and the dwarf Hammo who had slept
once. Hess was also shaky, and he was about to do it.

Surprisingly, Hawke is also very energetic, and has no other problem except his face is
very smelly. Tang Cuo thought that a brother like him would not be indifferent looking at
the elven wine, and he soon regretted why he didn't drink more wine.

"It's your turn." Tang Cuo directly drew his sword. "You have two choices, say or die."

Hawke was silent and stiff, because Tang Cuo's inconsistent picture of stabbing people
began to play in his mind. But Yu Guang glanced at the fake Celtic beside him, still
trying to struggle, and said, "Aren't you worried about the few missing adventurers? I
saw them in the forest just now."

Tangcuo "Oh."
Hawke "What do you mean?"

Tang Cuo kindly explained, "Oh, don't worry, just kill when you come."

Hawke "..."

The Dwarf Hanmo thought Tang Cuo was really very reasonable, and played with his
big hammer, echoing, "Yes, the sneaky ones are definitely not good people! The dwarf
master hit their heads with a hammer!"

Hawke "........."

I tentatively think you are not scolding me.

Hawke held back, "The druid who faked you just now is one of them. Those people
made it clear that they are all sectarian, and they must still be peeping in secret. I kindly
tell you, don't have something wrong, you have to come. Blame me for not reminding."

Tang Cuo "So you are sneaking, what are you spying on?"

Hawk shut his mouth tightly, but the Heimong brothers and Dorn all looked at them
together, letting him escape from nothing, and had to say, "It's about the League of Ivy
League, I can't just say it casually."

This matter was easy to handle, Tang Cuo looked at Han Mo and Dorn, "offended,
please avoid it."

The two left, and even Han Mo, who had always been irritable, had no opinion. Fake
Celtic is still immersed in his own world, not paying attention to the situation here. Tang
Cuo then gestured to Hawke-you can speak.

Hawke gritted his teeth and finally compromised, "We are here to find Lake Heart."

Lake Heart?
Tang Cuo frowned with Hei Meng and Hei Siqi, and Hawke said it all, not to mention a
few explanations, "The heart of the lake is the spirit that has been born in the Secret
Lake for thousands of years. It will have endless benefits."

Heimeng "So you want to take this opportunity to take it away from the Secret Lake
quietly? Take it back to the small windmill harbour? Did you report the matter to the
headquarters? Or do you want to go it alone?"

Facing a series of questions from Heimeng, Hawke could expect that after going back,
the office in Montenegro will definitely make trouble for the small windmill on this matter,
but even if he talks here, I am afraid there will be no change in the results.

The people in the Montenegro office have a stinky and tough temper and are known
throughout the league.

Of course, the premise is that they can all go back alive.

Tang Cuo is more concerned about the "Lake Heart" issue, and it is no surprise that the
false Celtic is the Lake Heart. No wonder Hawk just looked at him so strangely.

It turned out that he had been looking for him for a long time, and found that people
were beside him, but he didn't find him.

However, there is a dark cloud, and the abacus of the small windmill office will not be
heard after all.

What happens to the secret lake when the heart of the lake is stolen, don't think about it.
Unless the League of Ivy Leagues wants to tear their faces with the elves, otherwise the
consequences will be unimaginable.

At this time, Hess finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep. As more and
more people fall asleep, the secret lake in the illusion has also undergone more
changes. For example, the beautiful flowers blooming on the shore, such as the trestle
that continues to extend into the dense fog, and the dark and calm lake water also
seems to be hiding a great danger.
Everyone dare not come close at will.

Time flows slowly, everyone scatters, or looks around for possible imprisonment, or
bravely explores near the lake, but nothing is found.

Two hours later, Dorn also fell asleep.

Only Tangcuo, Heimeng, Hawke and Dwarf Hammo are left.

Tang Cuo was the one who dared to the lake. He stood near a reindeer, who was
bowing his head to drink water in the lake, and occasionally looked up at him, his eyes
were full of curiosity.

The goddess of nature wearing a golden gauze skirt had arrived on the trestle. She
walked along the trestle until she walked into the thick mist, leaving only a blurry
shadow. A white unicorn followed her step by step, occasionally rubbing her hand
intimately with the horn.

Tang Cuo kept thinking and thinking, if he realized his brain, it would probably be a
spinning top. He looked down at the lake, and the lake reflected his thoughts and
thoughts, and spread out a piece of drawing paper for him to portray.

These are of course only his imagination, which no one else can see, but if Jin Cheng is
here, he will probably imagine what Tang Cuo's thinking map looks like.

Again.

In such a deep thinking, Tang Cuo will still think of Jin Cheng, which is verifying the
truth-love makes people dizzy.

What is Jin Cheng doing?

He, dear instructor, will not really encounter anything, otherwise, how come it has not
yet appeared? Tang Cuo thought this way, looking at his reflection in the water, and
suddenly the light appeared.
He looked back at the fake Celtic and asked, "Is it true that no matter how I describe the
secret lake in my sleep, the illusion will show everything as it is?"

Fake Celtic froze for a moment, then nodded.

Tang Cuo also asked Heimeng “What is the existence of the Sicilian continent, which
can ignore all the blinding eyes and restore the real existence?” He originally wanted to
talk about the magic mirror, but the Sicilian continent should not have this thing.

Heimeng thought hard, but he couldn't really figure it out for a while, and the fake Celtic
had no clue. Hanmo blinked, highlighting his erudition with an expression of "You don't
even know", "Real mirror, the ninth-generation forging guru Gerardmy von Aska, the
famous dwarf clan ·White..."

The dwarf's name is really longer than the old lady's foot-wrap.

Tang Cuo interrupted him, "Give me your wine."

Hammo immediately covered the hip flask alertly, "Why?"

Tangcuo "drunken and dreamed."

Han Mo is not stupid, and he can guess what Tang Cuo intends. He can present the real
mirror in the illusion, and let the false Celtic see the real self in the mirror, thus truly
awakening him and breaking the illusion.

After hesitating again and again, Hammo threw the jug to Tangcuo, and then turned
around vigorously, daring not to look again. One more look, he may regret it.

Tang Cuo drank a little and was a little drunk, but he couldn't fall asleep immediately. So
he returned the hip flask to Hanmo, pulled out his sword and shook it, and decided to do
something else at this time.

Hawk saw that he was about to draw a shadow when he drew his sword, and
immediately asked "what do you want to do?"
Tang Cuo smiled. "Don't you say that there are four others hiding in the dark? It's true
that they came to cut me while I was sleeping. I cut them first."

I drank alcohol and it was super fierce.

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When Tang Cuo brought Jianman Linzi to catch people, Jin Cheng was also starting his
different world parkour in Wang Ting. Carrying McNair in his pocket, followed by Celtic
behind him, the feathers fluttering in the sky, like rain, stunned to bring late autumn into
Huangmeiji.

Things are like this-

With McCain leading the way, Jin Cheng and Celtic arrived in the area where the elders
lived in shock. But just as they were about to arrive at their destination, Wang Ting's
guard suddenly became severe, and it seemed that something serious had happened.

The two counterfeit goods were almost to be discovered, and at the first hit, the princess
appeared to rescue them.

McCawen was so excited to see Sofia that he wanted to show his identity immediately.
Thinking a little, Jin Cheng immediately gave up the idea of ​looking for Evans and
evacuated from the danger zone under the cover of Sofia. Sofia temporarily settled
them in her room and prepared food for them intimately.

According to Celtic and Jin Cheng's whispering science, the princess and Hercules are
not actually brothers and sisters. When the last generation of the elf king traveled to the
mainland, he fell in love with a human woman, regardless of the people's opposition to
marrying her, but the woman was in poor health and died after giving birth to McCain.

For this reason, the Elven King was unhappy, and before McCain became an adult, he
was recalled to the arms of the goddess of nature. But before he died, he seemed to
have foreseen his departure, so he adopted Sofia, whose parents died, as a foster
daughter, and allowed her to grow up with McCaw.

This poignant love story spreads through the bard's mouth throughout the Sicilian
continent, and is especially loved by the noble ladies.

Jin Cheng doesn't think how beautiful others' love is, but McCain and Sofia look at their
good feelings, and the system finally gave him the prompt of "the branch task
completed" after the two met each other.

Now that the branch task is completed, Jin Cheng does not intend to continue to spend
here. After listening to the love stories of others, he should go find his own, after all, a
hundred Evans add up, and can not compare to a Tangcuo.

But when Jin Cheng was about to leave, he saw a ugly puppet on Sofia's bedside.

The last time I saw such an ugly puppet was in the Principality of Français, its owner
was a perverted man wearing tassel earrings in a white dress and holding a black
umbrella-Aesop the rebel.

Jin Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes fell back to Sofia, and then walked
naturally to pick up McCaw from the table in front of her.
"Squeak!" McCain stared at his mung bean small eyes in confusion, and Sofia looked
up at him puzzledly, with an innocent smile on her face and just the right shyness,
"Lancelot, what's wrong?"

Jin Cheng smiled, "It's nothing. I just think it's time to talk to the prince about
remuneration. I saved him. Should the elven king's court give me a generous return?"

"Lancelot." Celtic blinked at him quickly. How could the matter of remuneration be
presented in person, and the matter was not over yet, is it too early to say?

Jin Cheng was unmoved, still smiling.

Sofia got up quickly. "That is certain. You saved my brother and saw the conspiracy of
Elder Evans. The whole elves will thank you."

Jin Cheng "But you have a character like Elder Evans, I can't trust it at all, so before the
matter is over, let your prince stay with me. This will also better protect his safety."

Celtic was stunned. Lancelot was not such an indifferent person. He was always kind
and generous. How could he... wait. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.
Celtic quietly took the hilt and went to Jin Cheng Take a step around.

Sofia seemed to be hit, looking at Jin Cheng for a long time without speaking, his
expression slightly bleak.

Jin Cheng's suspicion in his heart was increasing, not only because of the puppet. If you
think about it, why did Sophia appear in the area where the elders lived, and she
rescued them? What did she do in the princess palace?

As a result, her confession to Lancelot last night was even more debatable. If the
puppet is really related to Aesop, Aesop recognized Lancelot and Theodore, he even
knew Theodore’s true identity.

"Squeak." McCaw straightened up in Jin Cheng's palm and patted his chest. His eyes
were full of sincerity, as if to ensure he would not forget Jin Cheng's kindness to him.
Jin Cheng thinks this is really stupid. The rest of his life may be a mouse than a prince.

"My companion is still waiting for me to find him, we should go." Jin Cheng took the
opportunity to decisively, gestured to Celtic, and then looked unintentionally out of the
window-he was standing near the window.

"But you go out now, what if the guards find out again? Wait a minute, I've sent
someone out to investigate, and I'll send you out in person later." Sofia persuaded.

"No." Jin Cheng put McCain back in his pocket. "It's too late to go, Celtic!"

When the words fell, Jin Cheng immediately jumped out of the window, followed by
Celtic. Sophia suddenly changed colors, hurriedly chased by the window and looked
out, turned around and shouted, "People jumped the window and ran, hurry up!"

There were more than a dozen guards waiting to break in. And there are more elves
outside the door, outspoken from other roads.

Even on the way to escape, Celtic still does not forget to inquire about the ins and outs
of the matter. He was really too curious. Although he believed that Jin Cheng ran out
with him, how could Her Royal Highness suddenly go away!

Jin Cheng felt the pendant that Sofia sent him while running, "She wasn't a traitor, she
wasn't herself from the beginning."

After finishing his speech, he wanted to throw the pendant, but hesitated again.

The sudden appearance of Aesop’s magic doll means that the “those” in Evans’s mouth
may be of the Rose sect. Evans tried to kill McCaw, who had impure blood, what about
Sofia?

He does not necessarily support Sofia because of this, because Sofia is not the
daughter of the previous elven king, and does not have the blood of the royal family.
Even her blood may not be as good as Evans herself.
In other words, Sofia may not be the same as Evans. She may have turned to the Rose
Sect without Evans knowing it.

On the one hand, the rose sect touched Evans, on the other hand, they used Sofia as a
dark pile, and they went both ways. When Evans removed McCain, the Rose sect also
mastered the secret lake, then at this time, Evans, who could not be completely
surrendered to the Rose sect, was counterattacked to eliminate the troubles.

Sophia became the safe one, a perfect puppet.

In the blink of an eye, Jin Cheng guessed the truth. At this time, a feather arrow flew, Jin
Cheng sideways to avoid, over the roof, sliding down the black glazed tiles.

He took the pendant back again.

The swaying feather arrows chased Jin Cheng's figure across the roof, falling
parabolicly. Jin Chengji rushed to the eaves, leapt forward, and jumped onto the spire of
the tower next door.

Raising his hand to hook the top of the pointed tower, Jin Cheng turned around and
settled down. He raised his hand and took a downward motion towards Celtic. When he
took out the small harp, he was ambushed from all sides.

The elves of the mainland of Sicily could not have heard this famous song, and the
small harp could not show all the original songs, so this is a modified version of Jin
Cheng.

He named this trick-sonic boom.

In the sound of Jinge Iron Horse's clank, the sound waves spread rapidly, passing
through all the oncoming feather arrows without any difference. In the next second, all
the feather arrows "bang, bang, bang" burst.
Celtic had already hidden behind the roof according to Jin Cheng's instructions. When
he saw this emotion, he still raised his hands to cover his head, for fear that the
explosion would fall on his head.

Lancelot's magic is so powerful.

Celtic sighed heartily and saw Jin Cheng accept the move, quickly followed again.
McCall just lay in Jin Cheng's pocket, a heart pounding, and tears in the eyes of the little
mung bean.

The change came too quickly, but he already understood everything. But he couldn't do
anything. He could only cover his mouth and not let himself make a sound to drag Jin
Cheng back.

"Where are we going!" Celtic shouted.

"Go give a gift!" Jin Cheng jumped over a roof again, and the sturdy posture looked
lighter than those elves. He was a little itchy, and it would be a pity if he could use a bow
at this time.

Looking down, more and more elves ran out of the palace, or stood in the window and
leaned out their heads, watching Jin Cheng and Celtic leaping from above their heads.

The guards are chasing after each other, and there are constantly elves outswinging
from the side, but Jin Cheng can't be surrounded by anything. Celtic, who only followed
Jin Cheng, was almost desperate to run, almost running out of breath, and sometimes
Jin Cheng needed to come back to save him.

Such movements quickly attracted the attention of other royal families.

"His Royal Highness!" An old man in a robe stopped Sofia in the corridor. "What the ****
happened?"

Sofia took a deep breath and forced herself to smile. "Elder Philgaro, there are outsiders
invading the king's court, but there are only two. The number is very small. The guard
has gone. You are still in good health. Go back and rest, don’t bother about this little
thing, otherwise Sofia will be worried."

But Philgaro did not eat this set, "His Royal Highness has not been seen for a few days,
and now outsiders have invaded, how can I still rest in peace. Evans? Let him come to
see me!"

Seeing that he could not fool around, Sofia had a plan, "They seem to be going to Elder
Evans, maybe this matter is related to Iraq... Please rest assured, I will send someone
to go!"

Evans cannot stay.

Lancelot must have noticed something, and if he meets Evans, he may be exposed.

Sophia left in a hurry with her skirt, her footsteps echoed in the long corridor, like her
heartbeat getting faster and more uneasy.

Figaro looked at her back, his eyes deep, and then he looked out of the window again,
looking at the noise outside and frowning. He began to wonder if he had done
something wrong. If he immediately sought help from Popolo Island when he discovered
the anomaly of the Secret Lake, instead of sticking to the pride of the elves, he did not
want to allow the aliens to spy on the elven's weakness, then...

But it's too late to say anything now.

Figaro lowered his face and shook his sleeves. "Go check. What are Evans and Her
Royal Highness doing over the past few days, and immediately block the Elven Forest."

No one saw that an ugly puppet was lifting the corner of the curtains and crawling out of
the window of Sofia's bedroom. It slowly pulled out a small black umbrella from its
pocket, opened it, and then jumped from the window sill with the umbrella.
At this time Jin Cheng finally approached the original destination, the residential area of
​the elders. Behind him was another wave of feather arrows, and Yu Guang glanced at
Celtic's sweat. He immediately grabbed his back collar and led him back to the roof.

Celtic got tired and fell down.

"We acted separately, and later I will lead them away, you retreat outside the court." Jin
Cheng's voice rang in his ears, Celtic quickly raised his head, wanting to say that he can
still support, but see Jin Cheng has rushed out.

Clenching his teeth, Celtic followed Jin Cheng's proposal and rushed in the opposite
direction.

Ahead, Evans finally appeared.

Jin Cheng slightly raised the corner of his mouth, his speed increased without
decreasing, and several jumps jumped to a tower. He climbed the top of the tower with
his hands and kicked the guard inside.

Stunned and bowed, all actions were done in one go. Jin Cheng once again took out the
pendant and tied it to the tip of the arrow, pulling the bow to target Evans who appeared
on another tower about two hundred meters away.

"Huh--" Feather Arrow, with a pendant, pinned it precisely on the wall behind Evans.

The guards guarded Evans firmly, but they didn't expect the arrow to hit him at all. It was
Evans who responded fastest, removed the pendant from the arrow, and frowned.

The pendant looked like something like an elven race, but it was very ordinary. Evans
could not remember where he had seen it for a moment, and Jin Cheng gave him the
answer aloud.

"The pendant sent to me by Her Royal Highness, can Elder Evans recognize it?"
Evans had just asked him what he meant. A guard rushed over and stabbed him. When
the tower was in a mess, Evans was shocked, realizing that something was out of his
control, and immediately blew the whistle hanging around his neck.

The whistle was sharp, piercing the sky in an instant.

After a while, the echo of the Griffon came from afar, and it was a loud howling of the
cloud.

The diffuse cloud began to swell, and a huge griffin flew towards here, the shadow cast
when spreading its wings was large enough to cover an entire tower.

Evans was rejoicing, and there was a trace of wickedness in his rejoicing-who was
going to kill him? Just now the man suddenly dumped a pendant that was said to be Her
Royal Highness. What did you mean?

Either way, take the griffin to leave first, and escape the chaos.

What Evans had never imagined was that after a week of hovering above the tower, the
Griffon abandoned him and flew away. He hurried over and saw that the man who gave
him the pendant easily climbed up on the back of the Griffon, and then went away.

Before leaving, he smiled and turned his head to wave his hand.

"Stop! Stop!" Evans jumped like a thunder and blew his whistle frantically, but the
Griffon only shook a few times and made a few whistles without looking back.

At this moment, the pendant in his hand shone, and a slightly magnetic elegant male
voice came out from inside, "Huh? Why is this breath wrong?"

Evans shivered for no reason and immediately dropped the pendant on the ground.
"Who?"

The man chuckled, "It's you, Evans, who seems to have been seen through."
Hearing this laughter, Evans apparently thought of the other party's identity, and when
he thought of Jin Cheng's words, his face changed suddenly, and a cold sweat oozed
out.

Dada's footsteps sounded from the spiral staircase. He turned his head suddenly and
found out-His Royal Highness Princess Sophia arrived.

On the other side, Jin Cheng, who had been in trouble, flew away from the king's court
on a griffin, and took on Celtic halfway. Under the guidance of Celtic, he went to the
Secret Lake.

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The mysterious lake is still foggy.

The griffin hovered over the forest, but it did not land.

Celtic hugged McCaw and spoke loudly against the high winds. "The elves who sent us
in earlier said that the Secret Lake now excludes the entry of elves. What should I do
with His Royal Highness?"

Jin Cheng is now skeptical of all the words of the elven tribe, but there is no need to
take McCain to take risks, so he said, "You stay here with it, I jump down. When I give
you a signal, you come down again. "
Celtic has obeyed Jin Cheng's words now, "Okay!"

Jin Cheng immediately jumped off.

The wind was blowing across his ears, and his figure passed through the dense fog,
gradually seeing the lake and dense forest below. Adjusting his position a little bit, he
landed accurately on a large tree by the lake, and successively stepped on several
trunks thicker than his thighs, which stopped the falling trend.

No one by the lake.

Jin Cheng was falling on the last tree trunk, removing the sticky leaves from his body,
and opening the character panel, he jumped and lost more than 70% of his life.

Taking out the potion and pouring it down, he looked around for one or two, and
suddenly heard what seemed to be a sound in the distant forest, so he ran after it.

After running for about ten minutes, two huge beasts with blue hair and fangs rushed
out of the forest in front. They escaped in a hurry, with fresh wounds on their bodies,
and they bleed out as they ran.

At the moment when Jin Cheng was seen, the eyes of the two fierce beasts were
suddenly bright, and he even said, "Help! Help me, help me, there is a madman!!!"

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, and quickly realized that these were probably two
Druids who turned into trolls. Are they the two in the team?

Thinking of this, Jin Cheng did not immediately shoot, but stood aside, gazing across
them and looking behind them. The shadow of the tree shook, and a ghostly figure
jumped out of it. After a few ups and downs, it chased it over, with a sturdy posture, like
a shot.

"Poof!" He was so fast that he pulled out the afterimage, and a sword pierced the back
of a troll, then pulled out neatly.
The hot blood splashed on his side face, slowly sliding down. He raised his head, and
although there was blood on his face, that handsome and Zhou Zheng's face still looked
so upright, and his black and white pupils were full of firmness.

As if as long as he said that this person should be damn, then this person should be
dying, and there was nothing wrong with killing him.

At this moment, another troll saw that his companion was killed, and even more terrified,
he desperately ran to Jin Cheng. He recognized Jin Cheng and even shouted the name
"Lancelot", reaching out to him like grabbing the last straw.

"Save me!" he shouted desperately, rushing forward.

Jin Cheng also extended his hand to him, and he was overjoyed, but then, he saw the
other person's hand magically appearing a dagger, puncturing his heart.

His eyes widened incredulously, his body slowly slipping away, and he didn't understand
what was going on until he died.

"What did you do to scare people like this?" Jin Cheng bypassed the body and came to
Tangcuo.

"Rose sect." Tang Cuo didn't explain much, Jin Cheng knew anyway. He only felt that
sleepiness finally appeared, mixed with the dual fatigue of body and spirit, making him
almost unable to stand.

Perhaps there is a reason for this man in front of me. His appearance made his tense
nerves relax instantly, and the drowsiness attacked the city at this time.

"What's wrong?" Jin Cheng felt that Tang Cuo was a bit strange today, so he stared at
himself so stupidly. He couldn't help but stretch his hand to wipe the blood from his face.
As a result, Tangcuo fell forward and nibbled on his shoulder.

"Tang Cuo?" Jin Cheng hurriedly grabbed his arm, thinking he was injured.
"Don't be noisy, I'm going to sleep." Tang Cuo's muffled voice came from his shoulder,
but the voice was still cold, but he was trapped and bent his tail, making it sound like a
touch of coquettishness and blame.

Jin Cheng couldn't help but let go of his arm, so he leaned on him and asked "Tired?"

Tangcuo "drinked wine."

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Who do you drink with?"

Is this the point?

Tang Cuo immediately refrained from falling asleep and briefly talked about the
situation, but he was too sleepy, his head and eyelids were uncontrollably heavier and
heavier, and the whole person was almost leaning on Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng simply carried him back to back, and whispered to him while looking for
others.

"It turned out to be an illusion. I knew I should give you the dream gem exchanged in
Dream Unlimited Market, maybe I can make it easier."

"Ok."

"..."

After a while, Tangcuo fell asleep completely.

By the lake, Hawke, Heimeng and Hammo stayed here to watch over other sleepers, in
case the Rose Sect attacked. Hearing the footsteps in the forest, the three thought Tang
Tang was back, and they all looked at it in the same way. Someone saw Jin Cheng.

"Stop!" Heimeng immediately drew his sword. Although he saw Tang Cuo on his back,
he did not dare to take it lightly, and was alert to ask "What about the secret code?"

When Tang Cuo was leaving, he kept a secret code to confirm his identity. A code from
the modern era that will never be seen.
Jin Cheng just wanted to say that the fake Celtic who squatted alone on the lake and
looked at the lake in a daze turned back and said, "He is real."

Hawke heard the words and couldn't help being relieved, the atmosphere was relaxed
and he was no longer struggling. The Dwarf Hammo was very happy, Jin Cheng was his
wine friend, wouldn’t it be a good thing to meet again here, but there is no wine
anymore.

Thinking of the wine, he couldn't help but glared at Tangcuo, and ran around and
circulated around him, saying, "He's too bad to drink, and he gets drunk in a pot!"

Jin Cheng smiled-who said the wine was originally from you?

At this time, Hemon finally thought about the business and quickly walked to the fake
Celtic, asking "Since Theodore has fallen asleep, what about the real mirror? Won't it
fail?"

It stands to reason that there will be changes in the illusion after falling asleep, but they
just did not notice it.

Fake Celtic shook his head and raised his finger to the trestle hidden in the dense fog.
"The real mirror is there."

At the end of the distant trestle, the goddess of nature sat half leaning on the railing,
snow-white barefoot swaying in the water, and the lake surface rippled. The white
unicorn still snuggled beside her, eyes closed, as if sleeping peacefully.

Somehow, a mirror appeared in her hand. She looked down at the mirror, and the wind
gently blew her wavy hair, like a picture.

"I'm going to pass." Fake Celtic said, walking towards the trestle.

Hawke saw him leave and hurried forward, his eyes showing a little unwillingness, but
because of the presence of Heimeng and Jin Cheng, he still could not hold back.
Heimeng and Hanmo watched side by side, and the irritable dwarves were no longer
irritable at this time, and seemed peaceful.

The fake Celtic walked along the trestle and walked unhurriedly, inexplicably with a
sense of ceremony. Gradually, his figure was covered by thick fog, leaving only a vague
figure, and walked towards the noble and elegant goddess.

He put his hand on his chest and saluted the goddess respectfully.

The goddess gave him the mirror.

He lowered his head and saw himself in the mirror. The real face gradually enlarged in
his pupils, lifting ripples, and the ripples spread from the bottom of his feet to the entire
lake.

The lake began to boil.

The drinking animals dispersed, the black ghost ship in the lake began to sink, and the
trestle broke apart, swallowed by boiling waves.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jin Cheng immediately played the small harp.

The giant griffin descended and heard strong winds. Celtic poked his head from the
back of the griffin and was shocked to see the strange thing in the lake. "Lancelot, come
with Theodore! "

"Wait, take your Lord Hammo!" The dwarf climbed up with his short legs.

Jin Cheng brought one belt and two belts, so he acquiesced in their act of keeping up.
Hemeng nodded gratefully to him, and then Hess, Dorn, and all others sent the griffins.

Hawke also wanted to go up, but he was stopped by Jin Cheng as soon as he
approached. "Your companion hasn't got on yet."

Hawk gritted his teeth and immediately turned back to piggyback his companion, so he
became the last one.
The next moment, the ground moved and the lake suddenly collapsed.

"It's too late!" Celtic yelled, and Hawk hurriedly pushed the last companion up, then
grabbed the Griffin's claws, and was taken into the air at the last moment.

"Wow!" The ground collapsed completely, listening to the loud sound of water, Hawke
was scared out of a cold sweat. But when he couldn't help but look down, he found
where there was some collapse, what was the disaster scene, and some were just a
huge lake with huge waves.

The lake is black, and you can't see it at a glance. The mist on the lake is not so dense,
so the mysterious black is also full of fairy air.

Secret lake, this is the real secret lake.

Such a large lake means that when they enter the so-called secret lake range, they are
already in the lake. If you don’t leave in time, I’m afraid everyone is now in the lake.

"Squeak!" McCaw leaned out of Celtic's pocket and looked at the scene below, crying
with joy. Jin Cheng had been protecting Tang Cuo, raising his hand in front of him until
the wind woke up.

Hess, Dorn, all the people who fell asleep woke up one after another.

Not long after, the Griffon landed on the real lake. Not far from the landing point, walking
along the lake for about ten minutes, there is a small cabin with a wind chime in front of
the door.

The wind blew the bell lightly and made a crisp sound. The crisper it was, the quieter
the lake became, as if only the crisp sound was left in the world.

A pure white unicorn came from the mist in the center of the lake, stepping on the
waves.

"It's the heart of the lake?" Hawke couldn't help asking.

The dwarf Han Mo scratched his head and thought it was not surprising. It wasn't just
the unicorn. The black iron pimples were much better than this, and they didn't work.
Heimeng, Dorn and others remain in awe. After all, this is the Secret Lake, one of the
three sacred places on the mainland of Sicily, and the birthplace of the elves.

The unicorn walked to the shore and leapt up to the lake. It didn't speak, but walked
straight to Celtic and lowered his head.

Celtic was stunned. It took a few seconds to realize that the unicorn wasn't looking for
himself, so he quickly pulled McCain out of his pocket and placed it in front of the
unicorn.

The unicorn's eyes couldn't help but be gentler, and he lowered his head again,
seemingly beckoning McCaw.

McCowan nervously peeked at Jin Cheng with his small eyes, and got an answer from
his shrug. Then he boldly reached out and touched his one-handed horn.

The light bloomed from the one corner.

If the white is gorgeous, it may be the color in front of you. It covers McCain, and then
grows bigger and stronger, until it becomes the outline of a beautiful young man.

He has long blond hair, clear and transparent green eyes, and a beautiful, god-like look.
His two small ears seem less sharp than the elves, but a little rounder and more lovely.

"Mc, McCain!" Celtic was fully psychologically prepared, but did not expect the impact of
a mouse into a beautiful boy would be so huge.

How could a black mouse be so cute and so cute!

"Celtic! Lancelot!" Such a handsome boy, so cute, his voice also sounded like spring
dingdong, crisp and sweet. He almost jumped in surprise, but thought of being a prince,
he restrained himself again.
Others didn't know him, and they were surprised to see the mouse become a teenager.
After Celtic explained it, they realized it one by one.

Tang Cuo repeatedly pondered the words "His Royal Highness", with arms in his arms,
looked at Jin Cheng expressionlessly, especially as if he were watching a dead man--

Just walked a princess in front, and now a prince, is worthy of the future most popular
bard of Sicily.

Jin Cheng touched his nose, intuition that his situation seemed not so good at the
moment, but he just wanted to explain, and Yu Guang glanced at the small wooden
house not far away.

"Someone!" He pursued immediately.

Tang Cuo did not hesitate at all. The two rushed to the cabin one after the other, and
were hitting Aesop to open the door and come out. The two sides met, and Aesop
smiled and raised the book in his hand and waved to them, "Long time no see."

"I haven't seen you for a long time." Jin Cheng stood in front of Tang Cuo without any
trace, and looked straight into his eyes. "Dare to ask Mr. Aesop, my friend Buzz, how
are you doing recently?"

Aesop tilted his head and smiled, his tassel earrings swayed, "Relax, he's fine.
Compared to you, Buzz is really a worry-free child and never troubles me. Thanks to
you, Evans is dead, and Sofia is also exposed. My elaborate layout in the forest of elves
has been destroyed completely."

Jin Cheng "You count me first, sir."

"But do you really think that the half-blooded child can really become a qualified elf
king?"

"At least Mihu recognized him."

"Oh." Aesop opened his umbrella with a small smile. Seeing Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo
retreating, they seemed not afraid at all, and could not help but slightly appreciate it.
"The pendant is for you, I just want to say hello to you. , I’m not interested in killing two
juniors. Either you appreciate it or not."

Jin Cheng didn't believe his gibberish, and at this time, Tang Cuo discovered the
changes in the task panel.

Lunar country

Third Ring Elven Forest

Mainline Mission Lakeside Cabin

That box Aesop had already planned to leave. With Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, it was
natural that he could not keep him, and even less likely to take the initiative to seek
death. So the two sides said goodbye to each other friendly, and even even said
goodbye to each other.

The two watched Aesop leave, Jin Cheng asked, "Did you see the book in his hand?"

Tang Cuo ""The Secret News on the Lake", a book written by Louis XIV."

It is unknown whether this book was stored in a log cabin and taken by Aesop. But it
can be held by Aesop, proving that it must have a certain direction.

It's a pity that this is a book in the school of magic in the country of Yueyin. Tang Cuo
didn't take it away.

The cabins are simply furnished and are no different from ordinary forest cabins. Tang
Cuo and Jin Cheng turned around, almost turning the whole log cabin, and found
nothing special.

You can view the task panel, the main task is still "Lakeside Cabin".
At this time, McCaw ran in from the outside, pushed the small stove in the house in front
of the two, pried open the floor, and took out a quaint wooden box under the floor.

He opened the wooden box and presented it to Jin Cheng like a treasure, "Xie Li! Just
now Amer told me, it also thank you."

Amer?

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked together, and the unicorn stood by the lake and turned
around, nodding to them. It seems that it has really retrieved its own name. Thinking
about this, the two of them couldn't help but look at the floor-they just didn't find
anything. How did this wooden box hide in the end, are they blind? ?

No, if they were blind, Aesop was blind.

After all, he didn't find it.

And this wooden box randomly sent by McCain contained a red gem, a pen, a painting,
and a small glass bottle filled with water.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player who successfully completed the serial mission "Moon
Hidden Kingdom" in the third ring of elves. The difficulty is difficult. The completion of
the side mission is 96. Rating a. The character is awarded 45 points."

"Please check the system panel for personal rewards."

"Welcome back to Yongye City!"

"Ding!"

"One Drak gem was detected and a decree was issued according to the No. 5
movement. This item is assigned to the player d11119."

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Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo who returned to Yongye City appeared in the living room at the
same time. The two stared at each other across the coffee table, one expressionless
and the other cursing.

"Black hat to kill a thousand knives."

However, this also proves that Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo's guesses are correct. The four
things black hats need are in the Western fantasy copy. It can even be said that it was
hidden on the mainland of Sicily.

Jin Cheng sat on the sofa with his buttocks, and the uncle lifted Erlang's legs like, "Do
you think there is any greasiness between the black hat and Lin Yandong?"

Timing is important. At that time, Black Hat issued a decree. Except for the reason that it
just got the twelfth movement, it was possible that they triggered the copy of "The Land
of the Moon".

It is not necessarily Lin Yandong who may have leaked the news, but it may also be k,
but will k know that in detail? Jin Cheng asked himself not to disclose that much.

"You can find Lin Yandong to test it. If all four things are from the "Yinyin Kingdom", we
can't violate the law, but whether to do this task, we have the initiative." Tang Cuo also
sat down opposite.

"That's true, but there is one more important point--" Jin Cheng raised a finger, "Do you
think Lin Yandong knows that there may be twelve movements hidden in "The Land of
the Moon"?"
"intuition?"

"intuition."

"do not know."

"It seems we think the same."

The so-called intuition of Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng is actually not something totally
mysterious. It is the answer obtained by the brain after countless deductions and
arguments, based on old experience, and it is probability.

Believe in intuition, but actually believe in yourself.

Immediately afterwards is the acceptance reward.

The Drach gem has been assigned to a black hat, and Tang Cuo missed it even without
knowing its specific role. The only comforting thing is that there are good things left.

Self-portrait of Louis XIV

Classified material

Ordinary quality

Describe a portrait of a handsome young man who drew himself in the shadow of Gu
Ying by the lake for the world to admire.

Tears of the Secret Lake

Classified material

High quality

The tears that describe the secret lake have a strong hallucinogenic effect.

Amer's Gift
Classified material

Rare quality

Describing the horned shell of a rainbow unicorn when it was a child, ground into
powder and sprinkled in a blacksmith's furnace, it will have unexpected effects.

Longyan

Classified weapon

High quality

The description is said to be an indestructible pen made of keel. Use it to write spells,
the effect is ten times that of mantras.

In addition to these, of course, there are some garbage items, not shown here. And
after adding more points, Tang Cuo's current character attributes are as follows

No. k27216 Tangcuo

Character Points 34

Force 125

Intelligence 65

Charm 35

Rating a

Health 85

Survival is not easy, please make persistent efforts.

Almost everything in the wooden box dug out by McCaw was here in Tangcuo. Jin
Cheng’s harvest was naturally not as rich as he was, but after completing the feeder
task, he got another piece of music.
"I still don't know how many pieces of the music piece there are, but with the urine of
Yongye City, the last piece must be in the last ring." Jin Cheng said.

Tang Cuo nodded his approval, and then asked slightly seriously, "Aren't you tired?
Don't take a break?"

Jin Cheng rarely listened to Tang Cuo caring about himself so much, and asked a few
questions in a row, and was flattered. There are a few words in my heart, this little **** is
not turning, then it must be awkward, although the way of this awkwardness is different.

"I haven't rested since I entered the copy. I'm really a bit tired. Why don't we go back to
the room and sleep together?" Jin Cheng today also walked shamelessly on the edge of
being beaten.

What do you sleep, I see you for a while, Princess and Prince for a while, dancing so
well. Tang Cuo stood up casually and said, "Go back and lie down when you are tired. I
will go to the training ground."

Jin Cheng didn't dare to let him go alone, fearing that he would have to return to single
after he had gone, so he walked behind him and walked out.

Halfway through, the two were stopped by the aunt in the hot and sour powder shop
and went in to stun the bowl of powder.

Tang Cuo really loves hot and sour powder, and Jin Cheng will have to go back when he
loves it.

Jin Cheng looked at him with his chin in his hands, so the girl's posture was placed on a
handsome man with a scarred face of one meter and nine meters, and there was no
violation.

After a while, he asked again, "If there is a desert island, will you bring me or chutney?"

Tang Cuo "..."

Jin Cheng "Say."

Tang Cuo "Are you so bored?"

Jin Cheng "I am very chatty, so I am chatting with you."

Then you can shut up.

Tang Cuo didn't understand why the hot and sour powder couldn't stop Jin Cheng's
mouth. "Whether the deserted islands bring hot and sour powder or Jin Cheng", how
can there be such a boring and childish question?

But Jin Cheng asked Tang Cuo to answer, so Tang Cuo had to think about this question
seriously, because he knew that if he didn't answer, he wouldn't be able to get through.

You can never really understand how hard Jin Jin is.

"I will take you." He answered.

"Why?" Jin Cheng asked.

"Because you will bring me hot and sour powder."

"After all, am I just a hot and sour powder bag?"

That’s right, it’s you.

Jin Cheng was very unhappy. His eyebrows were frowned, his lips were pursed, and his
arms were folded. He was unhappy like an uncle, and resentful like a girl, staring
straight at you as if he would not let you go in a dream.

The aunt who ate melon seeds watched it for a long time, and couldn't help persuading
"Xiao Tang, why don't you coax, just fall in love!"

Tang Cuo "..."

Tang Cuo kicked him under the table, and Jin Cheng only converged. Hippy smiled at
her aunt, "Auntie, don't worry, I'm playing with him."
The aunt laughed, "I know, I know."

When leaving the chutney, Tangcuo walked very fast. Jin Cheng walked up with his long
legs and said, "Will you go to the training ground later, or should I let you breathe out?"

Tang Cuoli ignored him.

Jin Cheng is also not angry, because this is obviously not the way to the training
ground, he knows that he needs a consultant, "Aren’t he going to the training ground?
Why go back?"

Tang Cuo is very cool and concisely "tired."

Jin Cheng felt that he was so cool and cute, so he raised his hand to touch his head,
and finally faced each other with a stare of death. The stubborn hand had to fall on his
shoulder, and with a slight tick, the distance between the two people was smoothed out.

Although Tang Cuo still didn't have a smile, he didn't avoid it. Jin Cheng was taken
forward and looked docile again. Jin Chengwu smiled to himself, muttered and tired,
and put his body weight on Tang Cuo. Tang Cuo didn't say a word, and looked as usual.

Jin Cheng suddenly thought, maybe whether he needs it before or after birth, he needs
such a partner who can bear all his weight.

Falling in love really makes people feel sentimental——by Jin Cheng

Back at the residence, the two took a short break.

Tang Cuo slept late and got up late. When he got up, Jin Cheng went out early, leaving
a note on the table and said to see Lin Yandong in the central area. The time was an
hour ago.

After a while, Jin Cheng might not come back, and Tang Cuo left a note for him, and
went to the training ground.
After spending almost four hours at the training ground, Tang Cuo returned to his
residence. Jin Cheng has come back without any surprises, and has packed up meals
for Tang Cuo to open.

Tang Cuo took a shower and just sat down at the dinner table. He heard Jin Cheng say,
"The old fox of Lin Yandong, took a clue from the twelve movements to stop my mouth."

"What number?"

"Not sure yet, but probably a chapter in seven, eight, nine."

"Where?"

"Area g."

Yongye City Prison.

Tang Cuo didn't expect such an answer. If the movement is in the g zone, then they
must be against the famous warden.

"And Lin Yandong did not shy away from telling me that he got the news from the black
hat. I guess even if we killed the black hat, he wouldn't blink." Jin Cheng said again.

"Can the black hat kill?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Yes, but it's difficult." Jin Cheng tapped the table lightly. "We have system protection for
the players. We can't take action against them unless we meet the two conditions. One,
he made a mistake and was fired; two, we Get the lore card. If either of the two
conditions is met, you can start."

"Breaking card?"

"Like the pass from the low-level zone to the high-level zone, one-time consumption
items can only be obtained in the copy."

Jin Cheng paused and said, "The black hat is still not dead for the time being. The
Dream Infinite Market remains useful. It is hard to guarantee that it will not be used as
an emergency in the future. And there are too many secrets hidden in him. I am sorry
that he will not dig them out. That rumbling operation."

Tang Cuo, "Shall we go to area G?"

Jin Cheng shook his head, "There is no need to enter the prison in order to enter the
prison, and wait until the right time to enter. If the movement is in Xiao Tong's hands, it
will never be taken by the player in a short time."

Xiao Tong is the name of the warden.

Tang Cuo nodded. Jin Cheng has a deeper and broader understanding of the matter of
Yongye City than he did. Tang Cuo was too lazy to take such an idea.

But he suddenly remembered something again, "What about that little girl? Is there no
news?"

"She was missing, maybe she was completely dead in the prison, maybe she had
already gone out. But if she went out, how could she hide K's eyes and ears with her
alone?" Speaking of her, Jin Cheng could not help frowning. He rarely saw such a
strange example in Yongye City. The little girl was covered with a cloud of mist,
untouchable and unbreakable.

Now she is missing, inexplicably disturbing.

Tang Cuo has the same feeling as him, "Maybe you can find the answer from the g
area."

Having said so much, the food is almost cold. Jin Cheng was afraid that Tang Cuo was
hypoglycemic again, and he supervised people eating a full bowl of rice, and then
nodded in satisfaction.

Tang Cuo said he called feeding pigs.

Jin Cheng asked "How can you eat pigs?"

Tang Cuo felt that this "eating" might not mean something else, pretending not to
understand it, and got up and went back to his room. Just about to leave, Jin Cheng
took his hand, sat on the sofa and looked up at him, "I rented the DVD back."

The trip to the movie theater was interrupted by a black hat last time. This time Jin
Cheng was well-behaved and rented the disc to make a home theater. The two of them
are at home, the black lights are blind, the most suitable for fostering feelings.

This time I don't watch romance movies, Jin Cheng chose costume movies, high scores,
big productions, the most important thing is that the man is not as handsome as him. In
this way, he can tell Tang Cuo when the actor is handsome-

"I'm more handsome in costume than him."

"Oh." Tang Cuo also sat cross-legged, leaning lazily on the back of the sofa, raising his
eyes and hearing the words coldly, "Have Miao Miu seen it?"

Jin Cheng froze, what's the matter with Leng Miao?

It took a long while before he realized that he had told Tang Cuo that he had played a
role-playing copy of costume with Leng Miao. He was a hero and Miao Miu was Huakui.

This also represents-

"So you are jealous?"

"No."

Tang Cuo quickly denied.

Jin Cheng quickly realized.

He couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, propped on the sofa with one hand,
and bullied him, kissed him on Tang Cuo's uncontrollable face, and fell on him.

Tang Cuo finally didn't hold back, and became angry and angry.
As for why he did not kick Jin Cheng down in the end, he was repressed by him. There
is only one reason-he can't beat it.

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The follow-up of watching the movie ended in Jin Cheng's wish.

It is not accurate to say that he was able to get what he wanted. Tang Cuo was not a
saucy young man, nor did he want to play tricks. He was very calm about this kind of
thing.

Feelings come, the atmosphere is there, they are attracted, they want to have them,
and they come naturally.

It's just that the Yongye City is very bad. The concept of eternal night makes people lose
time. Whenever you wake up, it seems that you haven't gotten up.

There was no light outside the window. Tang Cuo still covered his head with a quilt and
shrunk into a small drum kit on the bed.

Jin Cheng took the risk of being killed by digging people out of the drum kit and fed two
chocolate beans into his mouth. At that moment, Tang Cuo, who was still awake but still
alert, thought that someone had poisoned him and felt Jin Cheng's breath. He refrained
and licked the chocolate beans in his mouth—
Sweet.

Sweetness appeased him, his murderousness converged, and the quilt seemed
harmless to humans and animals. After a while Jin Cheng said in his ear that he would
go out to buy breakfast and let him wait at home, he also "huh",

Jin Cheng was in a good mood today, and was pleased by a simple "um" word. He went
out happily and met puppet master Yao Qing halfway. He greeted him without any
premonition.

According to the twelve movements, a decree is issued, and now no matter who kills,
both parties have to go to jail. Yao Qing did not worry about Jin Cheng’s sudden killing
of him, but he fell from Zone a to Zone e and did not get the twelve movements. It is
now the most painful moment to see Jin Cheng appearing in front of him with spring
breeze. Myocardial infarction?

Why can't this person live a low profile?

On this question, Yao Qing will never get an answer after all, because after Jin Cheng
greeted him and skipped him casually, he didn't expect his response at all.

Yao Qing turned around and left.

Back home, Tang Cuo had already started, leaning on the sofa to recuperate. Jin Cheng
talked about meeting Yao Qing while preparing bowls and chopsticks. Instead of talking
about Yao Qing, it was better to report his itinerary.

Tang Cuo calmly refused to comment.

The following day, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng fell into a situation of doing nothing.

Whether it was Wen Xiaoming or Chi Yan, they did not appear in the copy at the
moment. It can even be said that most of the people in Yongye City are in the copy,
because after the twelve movements of the black hat are promulgated, the time for
mandatory tasks is shortened to one week. In order to avoid triggering mandatory tasks,
everyone will inevitably take the initiative.

Jin Cheng had already felt deserted on the street when he just went out. Looking at the
direction of Yao Qing's walking, he should also go to the game hall.

"The momentum of suicide has stopped. Those who wanted to die jumped from the
beginning. Hesitating to die now is so serious." Jin Cheng also went to the Ruby Tavern
when he went to see Lin Yandong yesterday. .

Although k is a black-hearted profiteer, these belong to public intelligence, and it is not

bad for him to push his boat along the river and do his personal feelings.

Suddenly, Tang Cuo remembered something and asked, "Mr. Crow seems to have
rarely appeared recently?"

Jin Cheng "This is indeed a bit weird. Both of our blacklist secondary copies are
together, but it has appeared twice except when the decree was issued. It has never
appeared since. Either it was sanctioned by the system, or ——It’s something more fun
to meet.”

Jin Cheng said lightly, but behind this guess, it meant that something they didn’t know
was happening. The unknown feeling is always bad. Tang Cuo frowned and decided to
stay at the training ground.

Jin Cheng held him, "rest today."

How to rest? Continue watching movies?

Tang Cuo didn't do it.

Jin Cheng had no choice but to put a book in his hand and said, "It's not too bad at this
moment. Listen to the instructor's words and work and rest should be combined."
Tang Cuo looked at the cover of the book, "Sicilian Fairy Tales", which was taken back
from Lin Yandong. He doesn't have to be so diligent. To put it bluntly, he just hates being
beaten down by others, so he is committed to bringing down others.

In addition, Tangcuo is lazy. At this moment, he had to lie down while reading, or he was
paralyzed.

Do not wash dishes. Don't do housework. Refuse to drink water.

Jin Cheng is really no different from a straight man who can only say "you drink more
hot water." He also rejected Tang Cuo's proposal to eat hot and sour powder for lunch.

A family war is about to start. Fortunately, An Ning knocked on the door in time to put
out the war that had just ignited.

She came to report on the situation of the black hat.

During the time when Jin Cheng and Tang Cuojin copied, An Ning and her companions
still watched the black hat grocery store with all their heart and soul, keeping an eye on
the actions of the black hat.

"There are a lot of people staring at him, but he rarely shows up. Even if he shows up,
he goes to the senior district. It is difficult for us to trace him." Because the content is too
boring, there is really nothing to say. Anning took a few words. But there was something
that made her feel a little concerned, "It's weird to have a visitor to a grocery store."

Jin Cheng raised his eyes, "Where is strange?"

"His knife, I looked familiar." An Ning described the shape of the knife in detail. His eyes
looked at Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo expectantly. As expected, she got the answer she
expected.

Jin Cheng "is Meng Yufei's knife."

An Ning "I'm not too sure, so I can only ask you. If that is really Meng Yufei's knife, why
would it be in that person's hand? Isn't Meng Yufei dead? His knife should also be
recovered by the system That's right."

Wen Yan, Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows to smile, it seemed that he thought of
something funny. Tang Cuo glanced at him, and soon guessed the ins and outs of the
matter, "He squeezed his face?"

Jin Cheng shrugged. There would be no other answer besides this. Unexpectedly, the
five-year-old Meng Yufei, who was still in the bedwetting, was actually a counselor.

"Did you see where he went last?" Jin Cheng was curious. He now wants to interview
Meng Yufei in person, how does it feel to pinch his face.

"I sent someone to follow him. But he was very alert, as if he noticed that someone
followed him, instead of returning to his residence, he went directly to the game lobby.
There are many people in the lobby, and no one can be found when we enter. We have
to. Staying outside, I haven't seen him come out yet."

Jin Cheng "How long has he been in?"

An Ning "I went in at about 3 or 4 in the afternoon yesterday. I think 80% of them went
into the copy."

Ning's guess is not without reason. More than ten hours have passed. If he stays in the
game lobby, he will be discovered sooner or later.

Jin Cheng thought about it and said, "Don't stare, it's Meng Yufei. It's too dangerous for
you. I'll find someone to continue staring. You can get people back, don't delay
copying."

As for Meng Yufei, Jin Cheng still intends to hand it over to K. k has a relationship with
the black hat, but not with Meng Yufei, and every Meng Yufei will not be taken by him.
At this moment, Meng Yufei, whom they talked about, was already lying on the deck like
a dead dog. The cold night rain slapped his wounds, causing him pain, and the wind
and the waves dragged him to the abyss of death step by step. He only pulled the rope
on the boat firmly, so that he would not let himself slip into the sea. .

There are corpses around, there are players and there are nc, blood flowing from the
swaying hull into the sea, disappeared in an instant.

"Cough, cough..." He felt everything in horror, but he had to look up, trying to reach out
and grab the ankle of the person in front of him, "Don't kill me!"

It was a very thin ankle, white enough to see the blue blood vessels.

The rain was getting bigger and bigger, Meng Yufei used all his strength to raise his
head, but still could not see her face hidden in the hood. The most invisible is the most
terrible. This night rain, this red cloak, is like a steel stamp on Meng Yufei's heart.

The face hidden under the hood was looking at him, but there was no answer.

Meng Yufei was choked by rain, Yu Guang glanced at the cold light flashed by the
dagger in the cloak that was blown away by the wind, and hurriedly shouted, "I am
useful to you! Don't kill me, I am Meng Yufei, Meng Yufei !"

"Meng Yufei?" A man's voice sounded behind Meng Yufei, a little surprised. The sound
of footsteps immediately sounded, and the man came to Meng Yufei, slowly squatted,
and broke his face.

"I changed my face." Meng Yufei did not dare to hide, he looked at the man in front of
him, inexplicably felt he was a bit familiar. Between the sparks and the fire, he
remembered each other's identity, his eyes widened, "Jianghe? Are you Jianghe, right?"

Jiang He let go of him without answering.

Meng Yufei "Then you must know who I am, don't you want to deal with Jin Cheng?
Don't kill me, I can help you! I will be useful to you!"
"We don't want to deal with Jin Cheng, but just want twelve movements." Jiang He
explained, and at the end, it was ridiculous and laughed at himself. "I'm no longer under
Chong Yanzhang's men, you tell me these, useless."

"But don't you want the twelve movements? If you want the twelve movements, you
can't go wrong with Jin Cheng!" Meng Yufei panted, and his voice grew louder.

A large wave came and the hull shook violently.

Meng Yufei's hand grasping the ankle slammed loosely, and the whole person hit the
cargo box. The internal organs almost moved, and he was probably only one breath
away from death. Jiang He looked at him with a slightly indifferent look and turned to
ask "Are you going to kill him?"

Zheng Yingying's dagger was hidden under the cloak from beginning to end. She looked
up and seemed to explain, "They will kill me, I will kill them."

Jiang He did not answer.

Zheng Yingying Fu lowered his head again and said quietly, "They should all be
damned."

The boat was still shaking, crunching, as if it would fall apart at the next moment. Dawn
in the distance is still early, and the storm of the night is still brewing the next round of
performances.

A crow stood on the sloping mast, looking at everything below with great interest.

Meng Yufei thought he was going to die, but he survived. The little girl in the red cloak
squatted in front of him. This time, Meng Yufei finally saw her face clearly.

She said, "I won't kill you anymore."

The surprise spread in Meng Yufei's pupils, but the next second, Zheng Yingying's
words made him pause.
"But you have to exchange it with your name. From now on you will no longer be called
Meng Yufei. You will be called Huanhuan. My puppy is called this name. I like it very
much, although it bit me."

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Jin Cheng handed over the matter of Meng Yufei to K, but four days passed without any
progress. It seems that after he entered the copy, the world evaporated and no trace
was found.

He may also be dead, but would anyone who could survive in Jin Cheng's hand die in
the copy so quickly? Neither K nor Jin Cheng would think so.

For this matter, K's face has been a little dark these days. He didn't want to because
Meng Yufei smashed his signboard, so he spent more energy to check it, and wanted to
catch up and find out before Jin Cheng entered the next copy.

The results are disappointing.

But he did not find Meng Yufei, but found another thing.

Tian Liu's Chen Liu is dead.

The man who relied on himself as a veteran, always squeezing out the river, and
eventually led the river to leave Tianzhi, died in the g prison four hours ago.
Chen Liu is a character who is very likely to offend people. He was killed in jail, which is
normal. Today's Tianzhi is no better than before, because Jin Cheng was sent to
collective imprisonment to hurt his vitality, and he lost the river. He can only stand in the
a area. Those who did not dare to start with Chen Liu now dare.

Therefore, the disaster of Chen Liu's prison did not attract anyone's attention at first,
and even Chong Yanzhang didn't pay attention to it.

He even felt a long absence.

Chen Liu was the main cause of the river's departure.

Chongyan Zhang is not a fool. Of course, he knows that ten Chen Lius are not as good
as a river. But Jianghe had left, and he could only stabilize Chen Liu and other elders.
This time Chen Liu went to jail again, and Chong Yanzhang only hoped that he would
get a lesson and no longer cause trouble for himself.

Who ever thought that Chen Liu died completely in prison.

The news hasn't reached the area a yet. K's eyes and ears got the news from the
people who came out of the prison and told k the first time. K happened to talk to Jin
Cheng about Meng Yufei, and after thinking a little, he sold the news to Jin Cheng.

"It's counted as deferred interest." Because of the black hat issue, k has become much
more generous recently.

Jin Cheng received all the orders, and his first reaction after hearing the news
was-"Tianzhi is about to finish."

k nodded thoughtfully, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in the corner of his mouth,
"Chongyan Zhang abandoned the river for those elders, but now that the river is gone,
he hasn't even kept Chen Liu. The people's hearts are gone, and everything is over."
Tang Cuo also came with Jin Cheng this time. Hearing the two shouting, "Heaven is
about to end", he suddenly remembered a question that was ignored, "Where did the
river go?"

K looked at it, "It's not easy to check the whereabouts of the river. He is a shadow
assassin, and it's best for the night of Yongye City."

"Just ask if you know." Jin Cheng knocked at the table with his fingers, "So much
nonsense."

K rewarded him with a white eye, "I'm talking to Tang Cuo, what's the matter with you?"

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Do you know? One or two don't know, I think you close
the door as soon as possible."

"Three days, two heads cursed me for closing, do you have any enmity with me?"

"This is love care."

K picked up the wine glass and hit it on Jin Cheng's head, but thought of the value of
the wine glass, he broke the idea. During these two visits, he lost all his temper, took a
deep breath, and said, "Someone saw him in Area F about ten days ago. As for what he
is doing now and why he appeared there, no one knows. Jiang He I’m a casual guest
now, and there are so many people who want to recruit him. As far as I know, there is
no way to send someone to find him."

Wudao is the organization where puppet master Yao Qing is located.

Jin Cheng thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are you selling this news for a
good price?"

k smiled, did not answer. But this is the news that everyone is unspoken. The news is in
the hands of k, he can always find a suitable buyer to sell a good price. Maybe he
knows something else, but Jin Cheng’s current focus is not on Jianghe, and he doesn’t
want to spend too many points here.
But no matter how he is, he is also an elite in District A. He was arranged to go to jail by
Jin Cheng instead of being demoted. How could he appear in District F again?

Jin Cheng looked at Tang Cuo, and Tang Cuo also thought about everything. After a
moment, he looked up and asked, "Who killed Chen Liu in prison? The one who killed
him in Yongye City, or another person?"

"The probability is the same." K narrowed his eyes. "He was killed in the central area.
The man started quickly. No one around him responded. Chen Liu and the killer
disappeared. He followed immediately. The prison was killed a second time, with an
interval of no more than an hour in between. Isn't the other party staring at him for
killing?"

"Don't know the specific identity?"

"The other party pretended to be."

Yongye City can come out in large numbers, there are countless ways to avoid being
recognized, and it is normal to find it temporarily. This matter is a matter of bluntness,
and Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo did not say much.

Wen Xiaoming has come out from the copy and reports to Area E every day. Jin Cheng
told him the news of Tian Zhi, let him stare at the situation change in area a, this matter
passed like this.

But who would have thought that just one day later, a bigger accident happened.

At this time, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo had sixteen hours left to trigger the mandatory
mission.

Wen Xiaoming had just returned from Area e within two hours, and came back from
Area A violently. When he entered the door, he had no time to drink. He said, “Chong
Yanzhang went to prison in order to avenge Chen Liu. He was beaten to death!"

Jin Cheng was confused, "What are you talking about?"

Wen Xiaoming "Chongyan Zhang! In prison! He was beaten to death!"

Jin Cheng "Any **** good?"

Wen Xiaoming nodded frantically.

Tang Cuo "Why did there be a riot? The warden doesn't care?"

This is a good question.

Jin Cheng thought seriously for a few seconds and replied, "Because he is perverted.
Our warden, who is above us, likes to watch everyone slamming hard but can't escape
his palm. In fact, he doesn't like well-behaved prisoners. ."

The reason was very strong. Tang Cuo was persuaded and turned to say, "Chen Liu
and Chong Yanzhang have happened one after another. There must be a connection
between the two."

Jin Cheng nodded, slightly distracted, "Whatever Chong Yanzhang said, and was once
the top ten player in the Red List, it ended up with such a dramatic ending, which is
really incredible."

As for why it used to be, because after the First World War in East Cross Street, he
directly fell out of the top ten in the red list.

At the end, Jin Cheng said, "We have to go to the prison to see what kind of ox, ghost,
and snake **** is hidden in this prison. But before that, I really want to know where the
river is now."

Tang Cuo "Do you think Jianghe is related to this matter?"

"Jianghe will not start with Chongyanzhang, and with his character, he will not take the
initiative to kill him unless Chen Liu finds himself dead. But Jianghe just left Tianzhi.
Whether this matter has anything to do with him or not, in the end It will certainly be
related."
After a pause, Jin Cheng again said, "Tianzhi is gone, and the remaining people will
either become downcast stray dogs or mad dogs biting everywhere. When Chen Liu is
killed, the first suspect must be Jianghe."

Jin Cheng's evaluation of Tianzhi has not always been very high. It seems that apart
from rivers and rivers, even Chong Yanzhang does not pay much attention to it.

After finishing the speech, Jin Cheng immediately asked Wen Xiaoming to run to the
Ruby Tavern and continue to inquire about the whereabouts of the river. As for himself,
he felt that it was not enough for him and Tang Cuo to go to prison, so he had to find a
bodyguard.

Tang Cuo didn't look like he was a sly confessor. He smiled badly. After hearing who
said he was a bodyguard, he couldn't help but looked behind him.

Jin Cheng "What's wrong? Is there something behind me?"

Yes, there is a big wolf tail.

You are looking for Leng Miao as a helper, the reason is that he has experience in jail,
isn't he going to be mad at him?

Rong Yi was silent for a long time after hearing Jin Cheng's request. He began to think
about whether it was a wrong decision to seek cooperation with Jin Cheng outside the
black hat grocery store.

"If you look for him as a helper, he may not be able to stab you in the middle."

Jin Cheng "Miao Miao is a magician and doesn't need a knife."

Rong Yi "...I try."

Rong Yi said "try it", just convey it on his behalf. But he felt that it was already a very
bold move to act on behalf of others, because it meant that he might lose his friend
Leng Miao.
Sure enough, after hearing his words, Leng Miao directly crushed a cup.

"Is there something wrong with him?"

"It doesn't seem to be."

"That's hidden, you can't see it."

"I agree."

Chi Yan has been following Rong Yi, and Rong Yi has not intentionally avoided him. The
two big brothers talked, he didn't dare to intervene, but he was mad at revenge in his
heart and planned to go back and make a small report.

At this time, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo had 13 hours to complete the mandatory mission.

Wen Xiaoming failed to get more news of the river from K. Instead, the turmoil in District
A continued to spread, radiating from the central district to the whole city.

It's been a long time since Yongye City has really died of a big person like Chongyan
Zhang. The powerful ones will surely have many life-saving means and will not easily
die. Moreover, the elites in Area A have reached this position, and their shots are very
decent. Unless they are dead enemies, there is no need to play dead hands.

Rao is so, Tang Cuo still feels that the news spread a bit too fast.

"Touch the fish in muddy water?" he said.

"Which fish did you touch?" Jin Cheng asked back.

"Like you."

"Then it's not called touching fish, this is called fried pond."

Jin Cheng lay lazily on the sofa, holding a pillow in his arms, without a formal shape. He
looked up at Tangcuo, who walked in front of the sofa, and continued, "There are still
many tombs in Yongye City. How many people are hiding behind the scenes to do
things, I am afraid that even Lin Yandong cannot be completely sure. Like Rong Yi The
decent people can only live a little harder."

Tang Cuo declined to comment.

At the end, he asked "Why choose Lengmiao?"

Jin Cheng smiled, "Space control, this is a very useful skill."

At the same time, area a.

On the slightly cold street, the street lights are scattered and the lights are dim. A fuzzy
figure walked under the light, and the light could not illuminate his specific outline. He
was like being wrapped in fog, and there was a tendency to drift with the wind at any
time.

Suddenly there was a lot of fun in the front, and there were countless eyes watching in
the dark, and the focus of countless roads was mixed with low-spirited scolding and
anxious clamor, and suddenly broke out.

That is the base camp of Tianzhi.

The vague shadow is the river, and he is just across the street from the villa that made
him very familiar, just looking at it, he feels farther and farther away.

He was a little shaken.

Chongyan Zhang was dead.

Jianghe still feels very unreal. He was very grateful to Chong Yanzhang and had a bit of
resentment while in prison, but what he finally thought was nothing but the return of the
bridge, but he did not expect Tianzhi to collapse so quickly.

"Chen Liu is dead, the boss is dead, this must be revenge! Who else besides the river?
Who else has such a big hatred for us?!" There was a voice from the house.
There was no trace of waves in Jianghe's heart, only that the memory of the past year
suddenly faded, and it was clearly something that happened more than half a month
ago, and it was as blurry as it was last year.

After a long time, he remembered what Zheng Yingying said to him before separation,
"If you think clearly, go outside the prison and wait for me to come out. I don't force you
to join me."

The little girl is very paranoid, looking at the ingredients that are also a little stubborn.

"Strong twisted melon, not sweet."

Chapter 97 BS055

Tangcuo and Jin Cheng came to the entrance of the G zone six hours before the
mandatory mission was triggered. Area G is adjacent to Areas A and F, but the entire
area G is surrounded by high walls. If you want to enter, you can only pass through the
prison gate facing the central area.

The gate is more than fifty meters wide, a real black iron giant door, open all year round,
but few people break through. Even the black stone long street outside the door is a bit
deserted, and players seem to not want to pass by here, avoiding it from afar.

Tang Cuo looked at three or two kittens around his eyes, and presumed that they would
become lively after they entered. Maybe someone will open a market and bet when they
will go out; maybe someone has the same idea as them and wants to go in.

But now, Tang Cuo just wants to say: "Are you sure Leng Miao will come?"

"Come on." Jin Cheng understands Leng Miao's character, but there is no one thing that
is 100% sure in the world. "There are still six hours. If he doesn't come, we won't wait
for him."
Six hours is a perfect length of time. If they trigger the Warden's copy, they will definitely
not trigger the mandatory copy. If there is no trigger, six hours is enough to deal with the
matter, and then go back to the central area to enter the copy.

If they fail to leave the prison after six hours, they are trapped and the mandatory
mission can just take them away.

After waiting another ten minutes, when Jin Cheng did not intend to wait any longer,
Leng Miao finally appeared. His expression was very cold, and as his name suggests,
he didn't smile at all.

When he met Jin Cheng, he did not intend to say hello. He only nodded to Tang Cuo,
and he had seen it.

Jin Cheng shrugged, and rarely did he make a joke because Tang Cuo was there. He
was afraid that Tang Cuo was jealous, and Leng Miao looked gay. If the other person
fell into the rock, it would be hard to explain.

Leng Miao didn't know what he was thinking under his serious face, otherwise he might
jump up on the spot and die with him, and save walking to prison.

However, the two of them are very consistent, that is, they do not want to be next to
each other, so Tangcuo was forced to stand in the middle. Tang Cuo was
expressionless and walked inside with his legs raised.

Jin Cheng and Leng Miao seemed to be guards left and right, with a fifth in the Red List
and a fourth in the Red List.

This made other people stunned. After the news was spread, the name of Tang Cuo
quickly reached the top of the game hall, and the limelight even covered the Chongyan
chapter that had just died.

But everyone is more curious about why Jin Cheng and Leng Miao got together, and
why did they choose to enter the G zone at this time, is it related to the death of Chong
Yanzhang?
The development of the matter did not meet Tang Cuo's expectations, and what he said
earlier was that someone was touching fish in muddy water. After being stirred by them,
the water became muddy.

At this moment, the trio was already standing on the big lawn where Jiang Ying picked
up Zheng Yingying. Countless large lights from the surrounding wall hit the lawn to
illuminate them.

Leng Miao looked up at the tower around the corner of the wall and finally said the first
sentence, "At that time, I, Jianghe and Chen Liuguan were in a district. Chen Liu was so
noisy that the river did not kill him, now it is even more impossible. Kill him."

Tang Cuo: "Not a river, who would have such a big hatred for Tianzhi?"

These words were asked at the same time between Jin Cheng and Leng Miao. Leng
Miao said bluntly: "For example, you."

Jin Cheng did not refute, because of the East Cross Street, he did have the motivation
to destroy Tianzhi. But since he stood here, he naturally ruled out the suspicion.

"It's a little slow today." Jin Cheng held his arms and glanced at the tower.

Tang Cuo saw that the warden Xiao Tong should appear there. But there is no human
voice here except for the strong light shining from the headlights and the main building
of the dark, dull, depressed cell.

Leng Miao frowned, "It shouldn't be enough for Warden's game time."

After hearing the words, Tang Cuo suddenly thought of something, and looked at Jin
Cheng and asked, "Are the riots in the prison surely over?"

"I'm not sure." Jin Cheng was reminded by him, his mouth raised, showing a hint of
playful smile. "It seems that we did not come at the time, no-maybe it was the time."
"Dingling Bell--" A sudden ring of bells sounded, making the best comment for Jin
Cheng's words. That was the sound from the front cell, which was sharper and quicker
than what Leng Miao had heard in prison.

"Go, go straight in." Jin Cheng took the opportunity to decide.

The electric bell ringed the warden.

Leng Miao didn't care about the fact that he and Jin Cheng were bored with each other,
and then rushed in. The figures of the three quickly glanced across the lawn to the real
entrance of the cell, and did not pick any area. The door opened and entered.

"Squeak--" The iron door made a noise, shouting and footsteps came over the sky,
completely separating the world from the inside and the outside.

The riot is a real riot.

The lights in the prison were dim, and the messy people looked like ghosts and sprites
drilled in the hell, casting a heart-wrenching picture on the wall. The entire cell is made
of steel. Even the stairs and the floor are made of black steel, and the steps are stepped
on. The sound of "Dong, DongDong" is like a shocking drum, but it is not the fairy in the
sky, but the evil spirit in the ground. .

All the doors of the cells were wide open, and the "evil" came out of the box, biting each
other, so that **** was miserable.

Leng Miao just took a quick step, and the splashed blood stained his shoe upper. He
closed his feet in a condensed face, glanced at the scene in front of him, and kicked the
man who was about to cut his sword to the man in front of him.

"Bang!" He hit the steel frame, and the sound of broken bones heard clearly.

But this also seemed to find a hint of reason for him.

Tang Cuo squatted in front of him, Jin Cheng found the one rescued by Leng Miao, and
asked, "What happened?"
The two endured the pain, trembling, unable to say anything, and one of them was lying
on the ground and twitching. Jin Cheng suddenly turned out a lead bucket, and a bucket
of water was poured on the heads of the two people, only to force a sentence-

"BS055! Someone took BS055 to jail! Crazy, it's crazy!"

Wen Yan didn't understand Tang Cuo, but Jin Cheng and Leng Miao changed color
instantly. Jin Cheng immediately explained to Tang Cuo, "BS055, another masterpiece
of the BS series, whose scientific name is "Mad Dog."

Rabies?

Tang Cuo raised his eyebrows, which was not a good word for him.

Jin Cheng questioned Xiao Tong again, but the two were only insignificant little
characters and did not know the redundant things. The three had to abandon them and
rushed to other areas to check.

Fortunately, although BS055 is a breathable gas, it has already evaporated, so three

people can walk freely without worrying about being infected.

Looked all the way, there was blood everywhere on the ground, but no corpses were
seen. There are only two explanations. Either the person was just injured but ran away,
or he has died and entered the Qingye procedure.

The situation here should mostly be the latter.

There are also many people who kill their eyes and start working on the trio. Without
Tang's efforts, Jin Cheng and Leng Miao simply solved the problem.

"It looks like everyone has been released." Jin Cheng opened a prison door again, and
saw the mess inside, asserting: "Our elder jail must have intervened."

Tang Cuo is deeply touched now: The warden is really a pervert.

"But where is he now?" Leng Miao said.

"Leave him alone, our purpose is not really to be the warden." Jin Cheng replied.

"Then what is your purpose? It's so kind to investigate Tianzhi's affairs?"

"Why did you agree to come here?"

The two shook each other's questions, but no one answered them, evenly.

As he walked, Tang Cuo suddenly asked: "You were imprisoned last time. In addition to
the three of you in the neighboring cell, who else?"

Zuo Siyou thinks that Tang Cuo still feels that the rivers where the whereabouts are are
inextricably linked to this matter. He disappeared and appeared in the F area again,
why?

Leng Miao thought for a while, then said: "There is no special person, but there is a little
girl, maybe now dead."

Little girl?

Not only Tang Cuo, but even Jin Cheng Huo Ran looked at Leng Miao and stunned
Leng Miao. No matter how stupid he is, he should know that this little girl is not ordinary
anymore. He recalled carefully and said, "She came in earlier than us and was seriously
injured and lay in the innermost cell. She hadn't spoken or exposed her face. , To say
that the only thing is very special: the warden seemed to take care of her, and she was
raised alone several times."

At the end, he added another sentence: "Chen Liuxi fell past her."

Oral bullying of a little girl who is dying is indeed like what Chen Liu can do. But just
because of a few ridicules, did she kill Chen Liu?

Tang Cuo intuitively felt that this little girl was the little girl he had seen when entering
Yongye City, otherwise at the same time period, where would Yongye City come again
for the second time with such evil nature?
"She is bald?"

"Yes."

Then I haven't run away. The little girls all over China can't find many bald heads.

Leng Miaoxin understood, "You came for her? Who is she?"

The news of the little girl was totally unexpected, but Jin Cheng did not intend to correct
the cold, and pushed the boat along the river, "We don't know her name, but have a
connection. You only need to know that she is a new player, see her most Don't take it
lightly."

Leng Miaoluo was surprised.

He had never thought that the little girl who was imprisoned next door to him would
reappear in his world with such a look.

Will Chen Liu kill her?

Now that I want to come, the warden has repeatedly taken her out alone, which has
heralded her extraordinary. It was a pity that Leng Miao was pitted by Jin Cheng to
doubt her life. When she saw that the little girl was dying, she was supposed to be
unable to go out alive.

What he thought again, a clear look appeared on his condensed face, "Jianghe."

In the cell at the time, he thought the **** smell next door was too heavy and
unpleasant, so he cast an air cage. Jiang He stopped him, saying that this would
suffocate the little girl and die.

Leng Miao looked at the river and removed the cage.

"That is to say, Jianghe has saved her?" Tang Cuo finally listened to Leng Miao's words
and finally connected all the clues. The little girl, Jiang He, Chen Liu, Tian Zhi, and even
Xiao Tong are all related to each other.
No matter whether the deaths of Chen Liu and Chong Yanzhang are related to the little
girl, they died in prison, Xiao Tong must be informed.

This also means that the little girl is likely to be in prison now.

And at this moment, the sound of "tap, tap" leather boots suddenly sounded, and the
three quickly turned back, the warden Xiao Tong finally appeared.

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The warden of Yongye City was wearing a black military uniform, a military cap, military
boots, and a slender figure. The shadow cast by the brim obscured his eyes, and he
walked hurriedly, as well as the swing stick in his hand. The telescopic stick was thrown
out, knocked heavily on the steel frame next to it, and retracted back .

"boom!"

The cluttered figures on the wall trembled with every knock.

"boom!"

This is a warning from Grim Reaper, and it is like some kind of urging. In this voice,
Tang Cuo also heard a series of sweet and crisp bells. It was the sound of several small
bells bumping together, very small and very fine.
When Xiao Tong approached, Tang Cuo discovered that the string of pearl-sized golden
bells hung on his right wrist holding the swing stick.

Every time he flicked, the bell rang, and he slowly walked out of the darkness, raising
his head slightly to reveal the pair of raised Danfeng eyes hidden under the brim, and
the slight appearance of the corner of his mouth perfectly interpreted the four
words-Sven scum.

"Thin guest." He looked at Jin Cheng.

"Admiral Elder didn't go out to pick me up, so I came in." Jin Cheng stepped forward,
raised his hand on his chest, and saluted, "I haven't seen you for a long time."

Xiao Tong "I thought you dared not come again."

Jin Cheng smiled, "Where."

Xiao Tong flicked the stick again with an itchy hand, but this time he didn’t knock on the
steel frame. He only flicked it so slightly, and his tone was slightly lighter. "I said, as long
as you dare to step here again, Be prepared to never go back."

As soon as this remark came out, not only Tangcuo but also Leng Miao were a little
surprised. After three years of dealing with Jin Cheng, Leng Miaoke never knew that Jin
Cheng had a holiday with Xiao Tong.

Why is this man tying up with people everywhere?

"Before I started, I only asked the adult one question."

"Chongyan chapter?"

"No, it's a bald girl."

"You have something to do with her?"

"Oh." Jin Cheng smiled. "She kindly owes my life to me. I want to get it back."
"Your people?" Xiao Tong's eyes skipped on Leng Miao's face, shook his head, and
stopped on Tang Cuo's face. Only then did he show a little look, not knowing whether he
was satisfied or dissatisfied.

Tang Cuo was expressionless, and this was not meeting his parents.

"So." Xiao Tong pointed his finger at Tang Cuo. "You will leave him with me for three
days, and I will tell you."

Jin Cheng refused without hesitation, "This is not possible, but we have the same life
and death. The life cannot be born on the same year and the same month and the same
day, and the death must die on the same year and the same month and the same year,
and adults can't separate us."

Shut up, you got it.

Leng Miao's expression was strange, and he looked at him and Jin Cheng with a fixed
eyebrow, as if he didn't see that they were in this relationship. Three points more
surprising than when he knew that the little girl was not simple.

At this time, there was a loud noise in the distance, and I don't know which of the
prisoners used large-scale explosive weapons, and blasted a big hole into the wall.

Suddenly, smoke filled the messy footsteps and cursing of the eardrums.

"She is coming!"

"She came here, run!"

"Who is holding her back!!!"

"Fuck! It's just a little girl, how could you all be scared? I don't want to come over!"

"Come on, come on!"

"..."
she was? Little girl?

Tang Cuo's eyes were slightly bright, and he immediately turned and chased. As soon
as he turned around, Jin Cheng automatically stepped forward to block Xiao Tong, and
there was no tacit understanding. No matter how powerful Xiao Tong is, it is impossible
for him to lie down with Jin Cheng and catch up with Tang Cuo.

What's more, Jin Cheng also found a helper.

Leng Miao consciously stood beside Jin Cheng. This is why Leng Miaoming is involved
in the East Cross Street incident, and Jin Cheng still feels comfortable looking for him
as a helper.

He is very decent.

Leng Miaoneng and Rong Yi become friends, and they must have something in
common.

"Do you think this can stop me?" Xiao Tong asked with a smile.

By this time, Tang Cuo had disappeared into the sight of the three. After the increase of
force points, Tang Cuo's speed was a little faster than before, and in addition to being in
the training ground every day for a few days, he used his various abilities more easily.

Soon, he was approaching the blasting point in this intricate and intricate cell.

Players who hit bs055 are still red-eyed, as if they were patients with rabies attacks,
unable to restrain the fighting impulses in their bodies, fighting together, completely
losing their calmness and reason. But if you look closely, you will find that they are all
subconsciously away from one direction, and there is a trace of fear in their
expressions.

Tang Cuo looked over, but only saw the corner of the red cloak and disappeared quickly.
He caught up, but those people happened to block him and rushed at him. Here, the
death hand is really killing. Tang Cuo has no grievances with them. They only know that
they are hitting bs055.

Encountering narrow roads, Tang Cuo jumped up and grabbed the steel frame on the
top, stepping on the shoulder of the person in front and passing by quickly. Immediately
after jumping off, he turned around and kicked, kicking one person back, and taking
another piece.

"Ouch!"

"我￥＋÷……"

The crowd exclaimed, but Tang Cuo did not stop for a moment. The footsteps of "Boom,
Boom" echoed in the long corridor, and he saw a piece of red clothing disappear again
in the corner.

Hesitating for half a second, Tang Cuo continued to catch up.

On the other side, Jin Cheng and the three men have not fought yet. Because Xiao
Tong looked at them with a smile, he suddenly said, "You are not here for Chongyan
chapter, but for the twelve movements, right?"

Warden Xiao Tong, he has a pair of eyes that can see through people's hearts.

Jin Cheng was not surprised by this, and he did not expect to keep it. There was a cold
in Leng Miao's heart, and he glanced at Jin Cheng secretly, but his face remained
indifferent.

Xiao Tong looked at the reactions of the two with great interest, and it was a pity to see
that they did not quarrel.

"In this case, let's play a game."

Here comes the warden's game time.

Jin Cheng and Leng Miao couldn't help but cheer up. Jin Cheng glanced vaguely at the
direction of Tang Cuo's departure-I don't know how it was there. Although the little girl
could not match Xiao Tong's finger, but Too evil, and let Tang Cuo meet her alone, Jin
Cheng is still a little worried.

"Let me think about what game we are going to play?" Xiao Tong began to flick his
telescopic swing stick again and again. Finally, he used it as a teaching ruler and
slapped it to the palm. .

"You come from the world, I will send you back to the world. Didn't the kid who just ran
away just leave from there? I think he will miss it very much."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for successfully triggering the copy of "The World". This
game is a multiplayer and multiple time-limited survival game with a total of 96 players.
Please note that all players have two ways to clear the game. One, survive six hours;
two, the number of survivors is low In six."

"Wish you a happy life!"

Jin Cheng froze when he heard the broadcast. Before the screen was switched, he
looked at Xiao Tong for the last time, and he saw that Xiao Tong waved at him with a
smile and full of malice.

Multiplayer limited time survival game, the number of participants is 96, which means
that the players who are still alive in the prison may be pulled into the copy. The content
of the two customs clearance methods proves that this game is by no means simple,
and the second method is full of trickery, because--

Players can kill people.

As long as the other people are killed and they are guaranteed to be one of the
remaining six, can they pass the customs?
Looking around, they have come to a fork in the road.

The y-shaped intersection suddenly appeared in the wilderness, bifurcating two straight
lonely roads that can't be seen at a glance, there are two street signs on the left and
right, there is no road name on it, only two familiar signs.

Men, and women.

"The bifurcation of life?" Jin Cheng pondered, turning his eyes on the two signs,
glancing at the other players who appeared here.

These players also heard the announcement of the system when they entered the copy,
but were still a little surprised and amazed by everything in front of them. Looking
closely, the redness in their eyes slowly faded, and the move into the copy offsets the
medicinal properties of bs055.

"What's going on? Are we not in jail? How did the copy trigger again????"

"What should I do now? What copy is this?"

"Then, is that Jin Cheng?!"

"and also--"

"Lying trough!"

"..."

Jin Cheng and Leng Miao were recognized unexpectedly, and the scars on Jin Cheng's
face were so eye-catching. The famous Scar Beauty of Yongye City, you will know as
soon as you see it.

Leng Miao still kept a cold face, a little indifferent to other players. He did not discuss
with Jin Cheng, and he stood before the male sign.

Jin Cheng thought about it, and then thought about it again, with a smile on his lips, and
went to the road of "female".
Leng Miao looked at him, and an inexplicable expression appeared on the iceberg's
face-are you sick?

Jin Cheng shrugged, "Don't underestimate the maliciousness of Yongye City. The
simple mode you think may not be simple. The hard mode may also be desperate."

Becoming a man or a woman, what kind of difficulties will be faced in the path of life has
been discussed for thousands of years.

Which one is more difficult is only known when you leave in person.

Leng Miao did not speak. Other players saw that the two big brothers had divergent
opinions, and they didn't know who to follow for a while. And among them, male players
account for the majority. Among the players who survived in Yongye City, male players
also accounted for the majority, so in theory, it seems that it is indeed easier to choose
to be a male.

Everyone was eager to try to go to Lengmiao, but as soon as the first few took steps,
they saw Lengmiao walking towards Jin Cheng's road.

Everyone is dumbfounded, how do you betray you!

For a while, the male players dared not move, and wanted to follow the big brother, but
did not want to go that way. Female players were relieved and followed quickly.

Jin Cheng saw that they had followed, slightly condensed his joke, and looked at the
pink female sign again, and then took a generous and firm step.

The male players looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, then gritted their teeth,
and followed. Only in their hearts, this is more like a road of no return, walking very
upset.

After Leng Miao cut off, silently counted the people present-28 in total.
At the same time, Tangcuo, who was pulled into the copy, found himself standing in a
cemetery, surrounded by neatly arranged tombstones. It's just that these tombstones
are very strange, all are like mobile phones.

The rectangular cell phone has exactly the same shape as the tombstone. There are
giant mobile phone trees there, and the display is a little bright and a little dark.

It's strange, there is only one player in Tangcuo, what about the others? What about the
little girl in the red cloak?

Suddenly, the system's announcement came again.

"Welcome players to the Soul Cemetery, there are ninety-nine pitiful, sad and
lamentable souls buried here. Please check the tombstone to find out three souls that
are still alive and open the coffin to verify."

"Please note that there will be punishment for opening the wrong coffin."

As the voice fell, a tombstone in front of Tangcuo issued a "ding dong" message. He
looked over and saw WeChat on the bright mobile phone screen.

A new circle of friends has been refreshed.

Bubble Qi

Today is another beautiful day, come on!

[Coffee·jg] [Sunshine jg]

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What are the criteria for living?

Tang Cuo carefully looked at Bubble Qi's circle of friends and found nothing more than
pictures of chicken soup and exquisite life. A good day starts in the morning,
accompanied by coffee and light snacks with good looks, as well as exquisite dinners,
and the occasional rich nightlife.

This seems to be a very lively person. Of course, Tang Cuo cannot determine whether it
is true or not, and she is not sure whether she enjoys it.

Tang Cuo simply walked to the front and looked from the first one.

The first one is probably an office worker, and the phone interface is unfinished. t is
about 2 future development prospects, the first few pages are still very carefully
analyzed, the table is clear, the text is concise, but from the seventh page, the person
who does t starts to be irritable, and the whole page is full of "go to death "Two words.

[Go to die to die to die to die to die...] Small red letters, densely packed, shocking.

The second is a takeaway, and the mobile phone displays the food delivery interface.
The takeaway should be delivered at 12:30, the phone already displays 12:47, and six
missed calls.

"Dingling bell--" The phone rang again.

Tang Cuo swipes to answer, and the phone is really connected. There is a slightly
grumpy man's voice, "Hey? Why didn't you answer a few calls? Can't you take delivery?
You have timed out. do you know!"

Tang Cuo "Sorry, the road is a bit blocked."

The man "has to be blocked, I'm hungry for a long time! I won't order takeaway if it rains
outside, you hurry to send me, otherwise I will complain to you! My time is precious, you
will never send I’m too late to eat!"

The voice fell and the phone was hung up immediately.

Tang Cuo wondered about the words "raining" and "too late to eat", and could not judge
for a while, so he looked at the next one.

The next mobile phone screen is dark. Tang Cuo found a button on the side to light up
and display the battery 26. The time is 1330 on June 25. On Tuesday, the lock screen
saver is a selfie photo of a couple.

The photo has been processed, and a line has been added on the bottom right-June 12,
2019, the 100th day of recognition!

Without facial recognition and fingerprints, you can only use passwords. Going back
from June 12th, the first day they met should be March 5th.

Password, 190305.

opened.

The interface opened is chat history, and the girl and her boyfriend have started to
break up. The boys sent her countless messages to keep, sincerely, and whispered.

But he also revealed the fact that he was split.

An old topic.

Girls speak with no undue confusion. Although they seem to have affection for boys,
they have a firm attitude and never look back. The last conversation between the two
ended at 1159, two words spoken by the girl-no way.

The boy didn't keep it anymore, he gave up? Still didn't see it?
Tang Cuo went on to look at a few more. Their identities and genders varied, ranging
from takeaways, express delivery, students to white-collar workers. All that can be found
are trivial things in life, and it seems nothing special.

There are ninety-nine mobile phone tombstones, which seems to be a protracted battle.

At the same time, Jin Cheng and others walking on the lonely highway finally ushered in
changes. A group of monsters suddenly appeared in the middle of the road, blocking
everyone's path.

They are oddly shaped, covered with jagged teeth, horns on their heads, standing,
walking on all fours, or large or small, whatever.

Leng Miao thought they looked familiar and frowned slightly.

Jin Cheng also saw it.

The monsters yelled at them, making a "ho-ho" sound in their throats, as if something
was stuck, but they couldn't tell if they wanted to talk. Although they look different, they
all have the same expression of pain and despair, with red eyes, mixed with a lot of
anger and hatred.

The most important thing is their eyes, occasionally a trace of clarity in the chaos.

"Clearance procedures, special copy." Jin Cheng reached a conclusion.

Others, except Leng Miao, were stunned. What special copy of Qingye procedures?
There is a very significant difference between the copy triggered in the prison in District
G and the other places, that is, the personnel in each district are mixed and there is no
mandatory zoning. There are cold eyes in area a, Jin Cheng in area e, and rookies in
area f. They may not even know what the Qing Dynasty procedures are.

Jin Cheng explained to them a little bit, in short-the monsters here are those who
committed suicide in Yongye City before the suicide ban was lifted.
They became monsters and were assigned to these special copies. They realized the
pain of being killed over and over again in their soberness, but they could not express
this pain as a person.

They have only one choice-kill the player in front of them.

Hate?

Desperate?

Unable to break free and escape, those resentments will be turned into endless killing
intentions, dragging other players into the abyss of pain. Under such circumstances, no
one can remain rational.

Newcomers rookies, unbearable on the face. But the monsters didn't pay attention.
They threw their blood basins at the players and slammed their faces at the same time.
At the same time, people with sharp eyes could see the meat stuck in their teeth.

While everyone pulled out their weapons in a hurry, a line of flashing characters
appeared in the void-the first pass was born.

"Fuck! Is it difficult to give birth?!"

"Doesn't require dozens of monsters to go together for dystocia, modern medicine is so

developed!"

"Fuck you, can't you see the abortion?"

A girl with a long pony tail used a gun to hit the head of a monster ten meters away,
temporarily ending the topic. But soon, a boy back-to-back with her said breathlessly,
"So what do you girls do with so many abortions? Isn't it a sin?"

These two people seemed to be companions, but as soon as the words came out, the
girl almost shot a gun to the back of his head, "Fuck your mother for a dog day, if you
are in my stomach, the old lady will fall you first, shut me down Your mouth will force
you down again!"
Perhaps the remarks were too fierce, the boys shut their mouths in fright, and there was
no one around for a long time. The fact is that everyone has no time to speak. Fifty or
sixty monsters threw together, even if there are 28 players on the scene, they are busy
coping with it.

This is the result that Jin Cheng and Leng Miao blocked at least one third for them.

The people who choose to commit suicide in Yongye City are not more than 99 in
strength, but they can be turned into monsters and destroyed by repeated copies over
and over again. Their strength is no longer the same.

Strong, really strong.

The straight road did not have any obstructions or borrowing points. Jin Cheng then
gave up his bow and arrow and chose to use a knife. The two scimitars are in his
hands, the most powerful weapon.

The monster looks strangely shaped, and if it does not stab the heart with a single knife,
then two knives. The right hand stabbed into it, and the left hand immediately made
another one, sometimes three times. It was the most neat and painless way of death.

Jin Cheng's shot was like a flash of electricity, and his figure was flying, but the
splashing blood did not touch his clothes.

Leng Miao is even more neat, because he is good at space magic, an air prisoner is
shrouded, and the monster is killed remotely. After playing for a few minutes, no one
could get close to him. His figure was like a ghost, and when he stepped out, he might
have reached ten meters away and could not capture it at all.

The two barely cooperated, and each played their own, but it was quick. About a quarter
of an hour later, the monster was finally wiped out, but before everyone could breathe,
another group of monsters appeared.

"How come?" someone exclaimed.

"Abortion is just screening, modern medicine is so developed, there will still be
accidents in production." Jin Cheng shook the wrist of the knife and moved the joints,
waiting for the monster to attack and kill again.

Leng Miao is no nonsense, raising an air bomb to explode in the group of monsters,
causing a circle of monsters to turn around.

The team continued to advance.

In addition to the two game levels of Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, there is a third
level-Human Information Transfer Company.

In a huge white room, there are no exits, no doors and windows, and fifty-five columns
are arranged in sequence. A total of twenty-five players sit in front of the computer, wear
headphones, and bang the keyboard crazy.

Looking closer, everyone's computer screen is full of dense dialog boxes. The two sides
of the dialogue are divided into red and blue. The people in the two columns on the left
are responsible for entering the blue side, and the person on the right is responsible for
entering the red box.

The prompt of the conversation content is in the headset.

The room was so quiet that there was only the sound of typing on the keyboard, and the
tone words that the player unconsciously uttered when he was anxious. After about
twenty minutes, the sweat on the players' foreheads had slipped down the cheeks, and
even the blue muscles burst, and red blood had appeared in the eyes.

I don’t know what they heard in the headphones. Someone tried to take off the
headphones, but they couldn’t take it off. The more they couldn’t take it off, the more
anxious it was. The crazy look was like a funny mime.

"Don't scold! Stop scolding!" He finally began to collapse, and his brain seemed to be
under a strong mental attack.
The next second, his head exploded suddenly, and the red and yellow plasma mixed
into the cell where he was, even splashing into the face of the player next to him.

The player widened his eyes and looked at the miserable face unbelievably. After a few
seconds, he suddenly woke up, trembling his fingertips, and turned back to continue the
crazy input.

fast!

No matter how fast!

After entering a dialog box, the words "bo!" sprayed with colored ribbons appeared on
the screen, and then turned into a cool and soothing sea of ​tingling spirit.

"Please be careful, this level is a mental attack! Every sentence is! If the intelligence
points are not enough, pay special attention!" A loud reminder of the player came from
the position near the corner, regardless of whether the other players could hear it with
headphones , Continue to shout—

"Unable to take the medicine immediately, conceive your martial arts in your mind and
try to turn them into a mental attack to resist the sound in the headphones!"

And the player's headshot fell into the plasma and was stained with dirty headphones.
At this moment, there were still sounds. Full of purely malicious insults, curses, and
sometimes these gloating, arrogant, sharp-edged swords.

"your mother died."

"Isn't it ridiculous to dress like this? Which serious girl dresses like this? Deserves it."

"Greek and disgusting."

"I'm dying and dying early, who will be here to seduce you? If you have the ability, you
really go to die! Go to die! Are you not dying? You shout!"
"The most disgusting thing is that you brain powder, your mother didn't give you a brain
when you were born, right? Mouth spraying dung. Do you idols know you, you bark
here, it's really cheap."

"..."

Different voices, different intonations, men and women, young and old, unbridled.

In addition to the third level, there is the fourth level, "The World Is a Mental Hospital".

The little girl in the red cloak sat on the red cross hanging on the outer wall of the
hospital, swaying her two slender legs, and humming strange and unbalanced songs in
her mouth. She looked down at the restless crowd in the back garden of the hospital. At
the end, she muttered to herself, "I'm back..."

The system announcement sounded.

"Welcome players to stay in psychiatric hospitals, please all players immediately return
to their respective wards and wait for doctors to check the room. During this period,
please do not move around at will, and offenders will be severely punished."

The players looked at each other, how could they be kept in a mental hospital?
Listening to this rule, there will be doctor rounds when staying in the ward, and
punishment if not staying in the ward, whichever is bad?

"How to do?"

"Are you going back?"

"In the end, how did we trigger the task, shouldn't we figure this out first??"

There were many opinions, some people saw the figure walking through the corridor
through the window on the second floor and immediately raised their hands and
exclaimed, "Is that a doctor?"
Others also looked up and looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a few monsters
that were exactly the same as those encountered by Jin Cheng. It's just that the
monsters here are wearing white coats, with stethoscopes around their necks, and huge
salute syringes in their hands.

The syringe refracted the cold light, so that everyone could not help but shivered,
feeling that the afternoon sun was much colder.

Going back or not, this is a question.

Zheng Yingying stood up from the red cross, and the wind blew up her red cloak,
revealing her one-eye covered by a black blindfold. She slowly and slowly lifted her
hands to touch the black goggles. The other intact eyes showed self-pity and a touch of
sadness, but then she was overwhelmed by the decision.

A crow stood on the opposite roof and peered away. It carried its wings behind its back
and proudly raised its head, but could not conceal its love and appreciation for the
peeping object.

"Kill it, kill it as you like, without too much mercy, kill..." it whispered like this.

The four levels have different contents, but they share the same set of customs rules.
Ninety-six players in total, either stay for six hours or six people are left.

Current death toll 1

Tang Cuo was completely unaware of the other situations. He walked alone in the
deserted cemetery to investigate his grave. "Dingdong, Dingdong" information prompt
sounds continuously, ninety-nine mobile phone tombstones have been lighted up
seventy-seven.

One of them has shut down automatically because of insufficient power.

"Bang--" The moment the power was exhausted, the grave suddenly exploded. The
rock and dust patted Tang Cuo, and if it was not for him, he was always vigilant, and his
skill was flexible. I am afraid he would be buried in the grave on the spot.

The health value suddenly dropped to 44, which is really an unlucky number.

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Regardless of the dust, Tangcuo inspected the tomb for the first time. Unsurprisingly,
there was no corpse in the coffin, but a light blue light mass rose up, floating quietly
directly above the tomb.

Soul cemetery, the burial person is naturally the soul.

Does Yongye City think the color of the soul is blue? Or does everyone have a different
color?

Tang Cuo tentatively extended his hand to the light group, and upon touching it, the light
group was automatically sucked into his body. What followed was some memories and
emotions that rushed into my mind from the master of this light group.

This is a teenage high school student. Tang Cuo had a general understanding of his life
when he checked his mobile phone tombstone. No big worries, just because they liked
the network anchor, rewarded the anchor was found by the parents, and was scolded.
The last thing displayed on the mobile phone is that he continued to sneak-watch the
screen when the game is live, and an unsent comment lies in the input box.

6666666666666

The light blue soul, although a little gray, is not so clean and transparent, but it looks
quite refreshing. Tang Cuo immediately opened the character panel to view the
attributes-

character

No. k27216 Tangcuo

Character points 10

Force 125

Intelligence 66

Charm 35

Rating a

Health 85

Soul Turbulence Index 3

Survival is not easy, please make persistent efforts.

Intelligence points have been added a little.

What does the Soul Turbulence Index refer to, is it because it receives the soul light
group of others, so it causes the instability of its own soul? Tang Cuo thought a little,
closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the memories and emotions brought to him by the
light group.
If the spirit is a piece of sea, then the owner of the Soul Light Group now emerges from
his sea, shouting loudly that he wants to watch the live broadcast and he wants to play
the game.

This is a wayward child. His cry set off the waves, which made Tang Cuo's originally
calm sea of ​spirit appear a little turbulent. The impact is not big, but it is not a good sign.

Tang Cuo was expressionless and tried to manipulate his own sea. After several
attempts, he found that it really affected the flow of sea water. So he spent another ten
minutes condensing a huge palm with the sea water, slaps it in the past, and fanned the
squeaking child into the sea with his head down.

He struggled and wanted to show his head, Tang Cuo slapped again.

The world is quiet.

Looking back at the character panel, the Soul Turbulence Index returns to "0". Very
simple, no difficulty, almost an intelligence point.

Maybe the owner of this soul light group is too good, otherwise if the damage to the
tombstone is only so much, and you can get points, then there is no need to solve the
case, just wait for the screen to explode. Tang Cuo thought so.

Xiao Tong, who was sitting in the monitoring room drinking coffee and watching quietly,
could not help raising his eyebrows slightly. He stared at Tang Cuo's thoughtful face.
The more he looked, the more interesting he was.

The copy of area g is actually still in area g, and has not left this area, so Xiao Tong
knows exactly what happened in the copy. At this moment, the situation of the four
levels turned into a surveillance screen and appeared in front of his eyes. He raised his
hand a little, and the picture belonging to Tangcuo was enlarged.

Tang Cuo patted the dust on his body, and looked at the next cell phone tombstone
casually.
Xiao Tong tapped the cup wall lightly and said, "His soul seems to be exceptionally
strong. Such an attack is not painful to him, even stronger than Jin Cheng at the time."

There was obviously no second person in the room, but he seemed to be talking to
someone. After a few seconds, a crow appeared on the bookshelf behind him, shaking
his feathers, saying, "You seem to be interested in k27216, and you have taken him to a
separate level. You want to prove that your vision is greater than that. Is Mr. Crow
better?"

Xiao Tong turned his chair and looked at him casually, saying, "Since he came in with a
negative score, you should punish him to the g zone from the beginning."

"You warrior who is half-hearted and sloppy! Haven't you already taken a k26404, too
greedy, the great Mr. Crow won't allow you to do this!"

"Anyone on your blacklist, don't you like it, right?"

Mr. Crow seems to be stuck in his neck, although a black face can't see whether his
face is red or not, but he is angry. But as soon as his eyes turned, he was proud again.
"He went all the way with g79081. 79081 refused you at first, and he would not agree
with you. The love relationship that humans say is just like the bound equipment. Not
down, hum."

Xiao Tong "Do you still know the relationship?"

Mr. Crow stood up proudly, "Mr. Crow knows everything and does everything."

Xiao Tong put down the coffee cup, turned back to look at Tang Cuo, squinted for a
moment, then shook his head regretfully, "It is a pity that he is more suitable to stay here
than to follow Jin Cheng and become a qualified warden. "

"You said the same to 79081 two years ago."

"Ah."
Mr. Crow seems to have found the fun of taunting Xiao Tong, clearing his throat and
stomping the master's steps on the bookshelf with his wings, "You still have one year to
go. In this year, you can slowly find your successor, The kind Mr. Crow will also help you
pay attention. You don’t have k26404? Did 26404 refuse you, hey."

Xiao Tong glanced past with an indifferent eye, and Mr. Crow turned his head high,
raising his head high, pretending that he saw nothing and said nothing.

For a long time, Xiao Tong did not speak again. That expression seemed to be a smile,
not a smile, and sometimes there was a chill in his eyes, and sometimes it was as deep
as the night, cloudy and uncertain.

Mr. Crow looked at him and finally couldn't help asking "Why are you leaving?"

Xiao Tong smiled abruptly, "Because time is up."

Mr. Raven tilted his head, "You can stay when the time is up. You are the warden of
Yongye City. Unless Yongye City forces you to leave, who else can let you go? Besides,
what good is reincarnation, and humans are stupid , Ignorant and affectionate, and it’s
not a good place for you. Maybe you will die after a decade or so, hey, you will meet me
again at that time!"

But you don’t remember anything, I can torture you as much as you want!

Thinking about this, Mr. Crow felt that the idea of ​letting Xiao Tong get reborn is also
good, really good. But he was also worried that Xiao Tong, who came back again, was
not the current Xiao Tong, who was weak and bored, which was boring.

Humans are really unpredictable species.

"Have you ever thought about going to the world to take a look?" Xiao Tong asked back.

"Human?" Mr. Crow couldn't help but look at the four monitoring screens, and he
seemed to understand very much why he asked so, "It doesn't look good at all, it is ugly
and boring."
At the end, he was happy again, "I have to wait here for him to come back. One day, he
will come back."

"He", Xiao Tong knew that he was referring to that "He". The legend created the God of
the Night City, the God in the Song of Gods, Lambs and Crows, but where did he go?

How long has He left the world and left the Night City?

At least there is no trace of Him in this world.

Xiao Tong thought, and suddenly listened to Mr. Raven looking at the monitor with a
little excitement and said, "Look at the little cute 26404, this is the most suitable person
to take over as warden!"

In the mental hospital, a killing has begun.

Zheng Yingying wandered alone in the corridor. The wind blowing from the broken
window lifted her cloak, revealing the slender and thin body under the cloak, and the
ankle would break when it looked at a fold.

She certainly doesn't look strong, but her cloak and cloak are both weird.

"Mr. Crow thought that you would be more fond of 27216 and 79081, but you didn't give
them'Vientiane', but instead gave 404." Mr. Crow thought he was very smart, he would
like 404, just because she He is more auspicious than Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, and
has an extremely strong and strong desire to survive that cannot be ignored. Such a
person makes people look forward to where she will finally go.

But compared to Jin Cheng, her own strength is still very weak.

Vientiane, referring to that red cloak, has a certain camouflage effect and has a very
strong defense. Among all the defensive equipment of Yongye City, it will definitely rank
in the top ten.

"I made a bet with her." Xiao Tong smiled, sitting in an armchair with her legs folded
elegantly, and raised her hand against her chin, saying, "She wants to live, she wants to
live on her own, go fight, go I don’t want to stay in area g. So I let her out, and within
three days, no matter what method she used, as long as she could get 100 points, I
would give Vientiane to her."

"When did the warden who scared individuals start charity? You humans call this charity,
right? Right?" The crow jumped around the bookshelf, very curious.

For three days, one hundred points, changing the costume of "Vientiane", in the eyes of
Mr. Crow, is tantamount to charity. What's more, Zheng Yingying still holds the
"Nameless Dagger". Vientiane plus the nameless dagger, plus the heart like Zheng
Yingying, what kind of monster must be created?

However, Mr. Crow also guessed that when Zheng Yingying left the area g, there must
be only one breath left. Even if the warden is to do charity, others are not so easy to
accept, he asked "how did she do it?"

Xiao Tong only smiled mysteriously and said, "The time, the geographical position, the
people are harmonious."

At that time, all players’ attention was on the special copy of the e-zone. They were
busy snatching the twelve movements. No one noticed that such a small unknown
person as Zheng Yingying, even the Mr. Crow, who was known as three thousand She
has a look, this is the time.

Jin Cheng created the East Cross Street Security Zone with his own hands. Zheng
Yingying, as a new player who has not touched his life, can just hide here.

She would have died because Meng Yufei had taken the points. She didn’t even have
the money to buy medicine, let alone earning the 100 points, but she encountered the
river before she left the g zone. .

Jianghe took her away from the g zone. The so-called sending Buddha to the west not
only gave her a bottle of potions, but also gave her a knack for earning points-Ruby
Tavern.
Zheng Yingying used a piece of information about Xiao Tong, the warden, to exchange
exactly one hundred points, and with these hundred points, the white wolf with empty
gloves took the Vientiane cloak from Xiao Tong.

Xiao Tong should have strangled Zheng Yingying, but he admired that Zheng Yingying
was a ruthless person, ruthless enough to survive in Yongye City. Moreover, as far as
Zheng Yingying is concerned, she did not violate the betting rules.

Having said that no matter what method is used, that is no taboo.

As for k, there are rivers and rivers, and Zheng Yingying must be disguised when selling
intelligence. But k is so veteran, has he seen anything, or whether he has chosen to
hide it from the outside, this is not what Xiao Tong cares about.

He is looking forward to the follow-up of all this.

Tang Cuo and Zheng Yingying, the two came to Yongye City on the same day and took
two completely opposite paths. They didn't know who the deer died in the end, and
which way they would lead Yongye City.

Very curious, isn't it?

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Under the watchful eyes of Xiao Tong and Mr. Crow, Zheng Yingying wandered in the
hallway of the mental hospital with a dagger, but did not directly fight monster doctor.

Her combat effectiveness is still too weak. Even with the blessings of Vientiane and the
Unknown Blade, she cannot become stronger in a short time. So she chose another
method-

Use Vientiane to disguise yourself as a companion of the monster doctor, and then use
the nameless blade to kill the black hand. Although her own strength is not strong, but
she started fiercely and quickly, without hesitation.

Although the monster doctors are also changed by the player, they still retain their
memory as a player, but they can't keep awake at all times, and she can be succeeded
most of the time.

"404 Is this adding all the points to the intelligence?" Mr. Crow, as a poorly qualified
spectator, jumped on the top of the bookshelf, especially noisy, "The nameless blade
has the effect of devouring soul, every time she kills If you die a person, you can
become a little stronger. The more you kill, the stronger she will be. In the later stages,
even if she doesn’t have any skills, the power consumed by swallowing alone is enough
to kill other players. Hey, nameless She’s so brave and so cute.”

Xiao Tong supported his chin, "Isn't the Unknown Blade the dagger that tried to kill him?
Mr. Crow still talked so hard?"

Mr. Crow snorted, "The dagger is the dagger, the player is the player. There are only evil
players, no evil weapons. Do you think the great and smart Mr. Crow will not understand
this truth?"

After a pause, he said, "Not to mention that the Blade of Unknown has been cursed,
cursed those who have been attacked, and cursed its owner. The more souls engulfed
by 404, the more likely it is to be bitten. What is it called? In your human terms, it's
called greed is not enough for snakes to eat elephants. How innocent are snakes and
elephants, why should you be used as an analogy?"
Xiao Tong "Do you know what your name is? Crow mouth."

"Damn humanity!" Mr. Crow jumped again. "You always ridicule Ben Crow freely!! You
deserve to be cursed! Curse you!"

This is a real crow mouth.

Xiao Tong hooked the corner of his mouth and saw him jumping, his mood was pretty
good. Anyway, he is not a player, even the crow mouth must fall on Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo.

He will wait and see.

"I curse you too!" Mr. Crow has dealt with him for so many years, how could he not
know what he was thinking when he smiled, so angry that he would **** over his head.

If they were not colleagues, Xiao Tong, the warden, must be the first on his blacklist.

Minute him in the copy.

The crow jumped, the Yingying Yinren, and Tangcuo was still jumping on the grave.

In the past ten minutes or so, another cell phone tombstone exploded because the
battery was exhausted. This time Tangzuo deliberately stood far in advance, waiting to
collect it after the Soul Light Group rose.

This soul is much darker than the previous one, and the colors are confusing, so it
doesn't look very clean. After receiving it, Tang Cuo added three intelligence points and
spent a few more minutes to calm down the turmoil of the spirit sea.

After two consecutive times, he has already mastered the routine of this level. With two
customs clearance conditions, six hours or six survivors, Tangcuo will naturally not
consider the latter, so only the previous one remains.

According to the speed of elapsed power of different models of mobile phones in this
soul cemetery, even a tombstone with the highest power can't last for six hours.
Unless Tangcuo clears customs in advance, all these tombstones will explode.

The system prompts that only the souls in the three tombs are alive, and players need
to find them and open the coffin to verify. If you open the wrong coffin, you will be
punished.

This should be different from the automatic coffin blasting, so what will this punishment
be?

Tang Cuo, as a fearless warrior, certainly wants to give it a try.

At the same time, 28 players such as Jin Cheng and Leng Miao have successfully
passed the birth checkpoint and came to a branch road that is densely distributed like a
tree.

This is the area selection.

"God **** Bei Shang Guang!"

"There are also lying troughs in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai. Why should Yongye
City be so divided? Do you still give us the free shipping? We don’t buy express, we can
go directly to a place with a better view to care for the elderly?"

"It's better to rub mahjong in Chengdu."

"No Beijing, no Beijing, no Beijing, I will never drift north in my life..."

"Are you mentally ill? Was it because you were born in Beijing? Who told you to go
northward? Isn't it good to be a people in the capital?"

A regional multiple choice question made everyone's minds alive, and the atmosphere
was not as condensed as before. Everyone can’t choose their origin at birth, but
wouldn’t it be great if they could choose now?

But soon everyone quarreled, and almost no one thought that someone else's choice
would be right.
North to Guangzhou is too crowded and life is too difficult; third-tier small cities are too
small and mediocre. If life is a prison cage, the difference seems to be the size of the
cage.

Freedom is just a pseudo-proposition.

"Don't be noisy! What we can think about now is how easy it is to clear customs and
where the obstacles are smaller. Isn't it better to choose a place where life is relatively
simple? Born in Beijing and Guangzhou, you **** get the school district Room?"

"Where do you think you don't want a school district room now? You go to the mountain
area and wait for others to donate! Compulsory education is just literacy. You go to a
better place, go to a better school, lay a better foundation, and then your life will go
smoothly. You can’t solve it until you have a problem. A flat day is a fart. A serious
illness or an accident can kill your whole family! It’s difficult when you are alive. Please
beg your grandpa to tell grandma to live like a grandson. Everyone in the city talks to
you about human relations. In the end, no one **** good. Everyone on Weibo has a
bright annual salary of one million. Why should I think about this here after I die?
Tortured to death again, fuck!"

The middle-aged man who was talking was very excited. It seemed to be a new player.
He didn't know what had happened before his death. He even squatted and cried with
his head spit.

The rest of the players talked about it and thought about it, yeah.

After I died, I came to Yongye City and thought of the goodness of the world. Those
beautiful things are like mirror flowers and water moons, which cover up the difficulties.
Now facing these again, those suffocation came again.

Jin Cheng and Leng Miao watched silently, looking calm in one eye and indifferent in the
other. Leng Miao does not like to listen to those words in the world, and he would rather
stay in Yongye City than that world.

So he turned around and walked, picking a path that was facing him.
The intersection of Beijing, Shanghai, Zhejiang, Shanghai and Shanghai.

The memory before death is too far away, but Leng Miao is actually a Shanghainese, a
native of Shanghai living in Xiao Nong Tang. I usually have no other hobbies, I like
fritters with milk tea. Out of the alley, the old-fashioned breakfast shop on the left and
the new-style tea shop on the right must line up.

He still remembers the arguing and screaming of the couple who lived upstairs and the
crying of the child in the forced building. The uncle of the opposite door was sitting at
the door every day to smoke and smoked him. When the teacher went to school, the
teacher thought he secretly hid and smoked.

Leng Miao would rather penalize the station because the corridor was cool.

His move surprised everyone, and the excited middle-aged player wiped his eyes and
ruthlessly, which followed him, without looking at other players.

The others looked at Jin Cheng one after another, and Jin Cheng spread his hands.
"This is just the beginning, do you find it difficult?"

Everyone was stunned, and they looked at the lonely road in front of them without
knowing where they were going, and then they suddenly realized. Yeah, life has just
begun.

In this wilderness where there is no grass, there is nothing but the road in front of you,
so you can only move forward, no matter what you will encounter.

Jin Cheng then lifted his feet and followed the pace of Leng Miao.

In the warden's monitoring room, Xiao Tong looked at all kinds of sentient beings, and
refilled himself with a cup of coffee. Mr. Raven has left. He wants to take a closer look at
Zheng Yingying, because the little girl is ruthless enough, but her staying power is not
enough. She was caught by the monster doctor once without a hand, and dragged her
feet into the treatment room.
There was a blood stain on the ground, which looked quite shocking.

Xiao Tong likes to watch people in desperation struggle to fight back, there is a thrilling
beauty, but at this moment his attention is still on Tang Cuo who seems to have no
special circumstances.

The more he looked, the more he liked it, because of the four levels, it seemed that only
Tang Cuo was seriously playing the game.

Jin Cheng and Leng Miao are well-rounded and experienced, and can be crushed with
their own strength; Zheng Yingying takes the evil way, she is very independent, and
naturally will not seriously refer to any game rules to achieve her goals.

Those of the information transfer company are quite satisfactory, and there is no bright
spot in the frequent headshots.

Only Tang Cuo has the courage and fearlessness to break the rules, as well as the
wisdom to see through the rules. He is good at observing and constantly verifying,
unlike Jin Cheng's ostentation, but such a person can live to the end as long as he
wants.

At this moment, Xiao Tong can confirm that Tang Cuo has found more than one way to
break through the barrier, and also identified the one that made the most profit.

Every action and every subtle expression on his face was captured by Xiao Tong.

As far as Tang Cuo is concerned, he is lazy, but he will not be lazy at the crucial
moment, because it must mean that he will spend more time to make up for the loss
afterwards.

It is the easiest way to use violence to destroy all graves, or wait for the graves to
explode due to insufficient power. However, since this is a mission level and a method
of customs clearance, the rewards given by customs clearance must be stronger than
violent destruction.
He tried to open the coffin voluntarily once, and the result was a very aggressive soul.
He needs to fight against this soul body, and won, the soul body will become a soul light
group to be absorbed by him.

It is troublesome to fight the soul, because it has no entity, so Tangcuo directly

sacrificed the reward obtained in the copy of "Before Dawn"-the horror doll.

Throwing a doll at the enemy can release a scream of fifteen meters in range, causing a
mental shock that lasts for 5 seconds.

The soul was shocked by the spirit, and Tangcuo cut off with a sword again. The ruling
Shenghui instantly soared and cut off the soul body. The soul screamed sternly, the
figure was twisted, and it quickly reunited into a ball, but the color was more transparent
than before.

Tangcuo was relentless and attacked again, and the three swords broke it up
completely.

Of course, the mental attack of the soul body also caused him some damage, but as
Xiao Tong said, his soul strength is very high, so that a little damage can be recovered
quickly.

Earning points 2 this time shows that the points obtained by actively opening the coffin
are similar to the explosion when the power is exhausted.

After thinking a little, Tangcuo chose-outsmart.

Re-examine the content on the tombstones of the mobile phone, because I have seen it
once, and I have a preliminary impression of all the tombstones in my mind, so this time
Tangcuo quickly discovered the hidden connections in these tombstones.

The first is time, June 25, 2019.

Time is the earliest point discovered, and after seeing some tombstones, it will be
known-this is the same day.
At different times of the same day, from 0:00 to 12 o'clock in the day, at any time. Since
the time is similar, there must be a relationship between the owners of these
tombstones.

For example, for the takeaway who didn’t have time to deliver the meal because of the
rain, the interface for ordering a can display the current location. He stopped at a place
called Xishan Road.

The girl who decided to break up because her boyfriend split his leg, the final message
is also located on Xishan Road. Tang Cuo found a piece of information hidden in a
dialog box at a dozen tombstones apart.

On Xishan Road, the evil·sex·event happened with a knife.

In the event of an accident, ambulances and police cars rushed to the crowd, and there
were crowds watching. In addition to the rain, the intersection must be blocked. Who will
be blocked besides the takeaway?

How long did this rain last?

Tang Cuo remembered that a mobile phone screen seemed to show the weather
forecast for the day, all day long. He quickly turned around to find, but inadvertently
glimpsed a live broadcast screen, a cold light flashed.

He frowned and looked at it immediately.

A girl is making a live game broadcast, while joking with the audience and stopping to
eat seafood fried noodles from time to time. She smiled heartily, and in the shadow
behind her on the floor hanger, a tall, fuzzy figure in black appeared.

"Why is there a sound of water?"

"Are you leaking rain in your house?"

Someone in the comment area raised doubts.

"Tick, tick--" Rain, lowered the floor along the corner of the man's clothes. The girl had
not yet noticed, and said with a smile that the landlord had just moved in. The landlord
was very nice. After the new decoration, how could there be a leak.

The voice fell and the screen went black.

Scream.

Continue high.

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The rain started from 11:30 in the afternoon until 7:30 in the evening. On rainy days, the
sky is dark, and the people's hearts are dull, easy to fall and easy to be irritable.

The **** the live broadcast was killed in the rental room, and no one knows who the
murderer is.

Tang Cuo looked at the dark screen and did not move for several seconds. Because the
screen is dark, but the sound is still there. It is because someone blocked the lens.

He could clearly hear the cry for help that the girl was covering, the sound of the chair
falling to the ground while struggling, and the sound of her being dragged away.

The time is 1.03pm.

Game anchor, is this related to the student who was punished by his parents for swiping
gifts for the anchor? Tang Cuo frowned, and felt that the sound of rain also sounded in
his ear, and the temperature dropped suddenly, slightly cold.

He stood up and looked at the entire cemetery. The tombstone phalanx composed of
mobile phones is strange and absurd, and the darkness outside the cemetery cannot be
melted away, just like the square he went to on the day of his death.

Xu Yu, his eyes fell on the phone screen again.

Who is the murderer? Who is the dead? He could not find another connection for the
time being, so he decisively laid down and re-picked up the line of the takeaway to
continue tracing.

His movements seem to be a little faster.

Xiao Tong looked at the chin with his chin in earnest and wanted to take a sip of coffee,
only to find that the coffee was cold. He smiled abruptly, put down the coffee cup, and
looked at Tangcuo again carefully and carefully.

Children who play games seriously are always particularly pleased.

In the picture, Tang Cuo thinks in constant walking. If the delivery person fails to deliver
the meal in time due to the accident on Xishan Road, and the person who ordered the
meal fails to eat the meal in time, what will happen to the chain reaction?

After a while, Tangcuo found the tombstone of the suspected orderer after careful
investigation.

His work group is displayed on the mobile phone interface. The leader is training, the
employees are sending flowers and applauding expressions, and the copying and
pasting are neat and tidy.

He didn't say anything, so he led him and asked him why he didn't answer.
President Wang Junjun, did you see the news? Why don't you talk back, do you have
any objections to what I just said? It can be said.

Mr. Wang, we are an inclusive and loving company like a big family, allowing employees
to have different opinions.

Finance sister Chen Jun, yeah Xiaojun, what Mr. Wang said is very important. As a
young man, you should listen to your heart. This will be helpful to you in the future, you
know?

Sister Li Jianli is right about flowers

...

The young man named Chen Jun exploded unexpectedly.

Chen Jun, what is my opinion? I have no opinion!

Chen Jun, I'm so busy day by day that I can't even eat my lunch. I have to give you
stinky feet and flatter you in the WeChat group. every day! Tell me every day that young
people want to work harder, for the sake of dreams and future, don’t worry about
money! Take your mobile phone and say that you go to work and fish, if you don't take
your mobile phone to listen to your training, you still have to say that I'm not in a group,
and your uncle's WeChat group!

So the outrageous Chen Jun was fired, and he complained to the takeaway in a sigh of
relief.

Tang Cuo looked and looked, walking like a wind, his face was firm.

Behind him, another tombstone exploded, and he didn't look back. His eyes quickly
locked a mobile phone screen, and he squatted down to check. It was a Weibo
interface. Someone sent a short video at Xishan Road.

The takeaway squatting on the ground crying makes the today's rain extra ruthless.
Weibo's wording is fierce, full of sense of justice. The background is a crowd of people,
and the probe looks in a certain direction. Tang Cuochai is the place where the accident
happened.

The heavy rain obscured everything and made people unable to see the tragedy that
was happening in the rain. Tang Cuo saw the street corner behind the takeaway with a
sharp eye, and a tall black man walked in rain boots.

He pushed a small cart for shipping goods, and the cart was loaded with two large white
foam boxes covered with a black tarp.

Everyone was watching the scene of the accident. No one noticed him behind him, even
the takeaways ten meters away did not find it-the bodies might be hidden in those two
foam boxes.

The rain boots man was also blocked. He stopped and looked quietly at the place where
the crowd had gathered. His hat covered his face and he could not see his face clearly.

The video is very short and there is no other content. Clicking on the comment below, at
first it was full of condemnation and distress, and later there were more remarks that the
takeaway may also be wrong, and the two sides quarreled without accident.

A quick tour of Tangcuo. He sees things very quickly, and he has developed the skill of
quickly catching keywords when he is in school, at least 50% faster. In order not to miss
the key information, he almost read all the comments that he could turn over, but he
didn't see anything useful.

"Ding Dong." There was another information prompt in the cemetery, one after another.

Tang Cuo looked in turn, and when he saw the phone screen he first looked at, he
discovered that the girl named "Bubble Qi" had updated a new circle of friends.

Bubble Qi
It was terrible, something happened on Xishan Road. It is said that the boyfriend and
the boyfriend broke up. The man stabbed the woman and frightened him. This man is
too impulsive, and so is the woman. Why can't you say that? It’s still as good as me.
New independent women don’t need a boyfriend!

Selfie jg selfie jg selfie jg

See also Xishan Road.

Tang Cuo suddenly had a bold guess, could it be that the ninety-nine people in this
cemetery had all been to Xishan Road?

At the same time, Zheng Yingying, who was dragged into the clinic, was trapped in the
hospital bed with metal shackles. There are three monster doctors here, one on the left
and one on the right, and one at the end of the bed, but they didn't shoot immediately,
but moved closer to Zheng Yingying as if they were examining, shaking her head and
looking at her.

A nasty odor attacked Zheng Yingying's nose. She smelled the disgusting smell and
looked at the strangely ugly faces of the three monster doctors, but did not struggle.

Soon, the monster doctor on the right opened the case book in her hand and began to
read her diagnosis report, "paranoid personality disorder, with a severe tendency to
violence, should not be in contact with others, it is recommended to isolate treatment."

Wen Yan, Zheng Yingying's complexion suddenly changed, not because they said they
would be treated in isolation, but this diagnosis. She had heard it once, but did not
expect to hear it again for the second time. What kind of personality disorder and violent
tendency these people did not understand her at all, they had to shut her up with just
one sentence.

"It wasn't me who pushed him!" She stared at the monster doctor with anger and
resentment in her intact eye. "I'm going to die if I have cancer. Why should I slander
me?"
"Press and hold her! Ready to inject sedatives!" The monster doctor here's intelligence
level is far above Jin Cheng's level, not only can speak eloquently, but also basic
behavior routines.

The two monsters came together, holding Zheng Zhengying, who was struggling from
left to right, and the other took out a huge syringe, but the sedative in the syringe was
red.

Like blood.

At that point, the needlepoint with Hanmang constantly approached and enlarged in the
eyes of Zheng Yingying. She struggled strongly, but her body was pressed to death.

But how can this be done?

The moment the needle tip pierced into the skin, the monster doctor's mouth made a
whimper. The tingling caused Zheng Yingying's struggle to reach its peak. She gritted
her teeth, and despite the pain in her hand, she pulled a hand out of the metal
shackles-a small finger was missing from that hand, and it was already crippled.
Rubbing a little bit of flesh, blood as lubrication, finally let her regain freedom.

The moment she got out of bed, she immediately pulled out her dagger and stabbed it
into the chest of the nearest monster doctor. Her hand was injured and her strength was
insufficient, and the dagger only penetrated two or three centimeters, making it difficult
to survive.

But the nameless blade is domineering and terrifying, even if it only penetrates a little, it
is enough to make the monster crazy. Its soul seems to be torn, great pain swept the
whole body, every skin and every bone seems to be suffering from the delay.

Zheng Yingying drummed it out with all his strength, and then stabbed another monster
doctor with his backhand. But the monster had been stimulated by his companion's
misfortune, and he rushed towards Zheng Yingying without going back. Zheng Yingying
fell back to the hospital bed at once, and the dagger only cut its arm.
At the same time, the monster doctor at the end of the bed also grabbed Zheng
Yingying's ankle.

"Ah!" Zheng Yingying felt like her leg bones were broken. The monster's claws stabbed
in, and her tears came down in pain.

She trembles, keeping awake in pain, trying to throw the dagger out.

The Unknown Blade wiped the monster doctor's neck, made a blood seam, and then fell
to the ground, making a "bang" sound.

The monsters were attracted by the sound, looking back at the simple daggers on the
ground, with fear and longing in their eyes, but no one dared to reach out to pick it up-it
was out of the animal's instinctive perception of danger.

Both monster doctors were injured by daggers, but not deeply. The earliest stabbed at
this time also eased over, screaming and coming to the hospital bed, looking at the red
eyes, as if trying to tear Zheng Yingying.

On the occasion of a sudden attack, Zheng Yingying grabbed his cloak and wrapped his
free hand, blocking its large mouth. The fangs in that gap were on the arm, but they
couldn't bite the cloak, and they almost broke their teeth.

Zheng Yingying's eyes were gleaming, and the dagger reappeared in her palm, her
wrists flipped, and immediately penetrated the monster's jaw.

After being stabbed twice, the monster was completely mad, fell to the ground in pain,
and could no longer climb.

Zheng Yingying guarded herself with his cloak while fighting with two other monsters,
but although the cloak had a high defense, it was not a hard armor after all, her bones
were broken, and internal injuries continued to accumulate.

The monster doctor finally repressed her again, and the huge needle poked into her
body again, pushing the red medicine into her body. The icy medicine made Zheng
Yingying tremble, and she recovered a bit of wisdom from the pain and struggled
violently.

The more she struggled, the more unstable the needle was and the injection was
interrupted again.

Repeatedly.

She is betting.

The curse is a continuous effect. The two monster doctors were struck a few times by
her while fighting with her. As long as she lasted long enough, they would fall down first.

What's more, the unnamed blades have a devouring effect, and their power will
continuously add to her. Although they are not strong enough and have few supplies, for
the current Zheng Yingying, it is tantamount to sweet dew.

Finally, with two splashes, the monster doctor fell down, and the wound cut by the
unnamed blade was black with thick ink, and just looking at it, there was a sense of
horror that the mind was plundered.

Zheng Yingying on the hospital bed did not move, and the red blood was contaminated
on the red cloak. It was not clear for a moment whether it was the color of blood or the
color of the cloak.

The huge syringe fell to the ground, with about a quarter of the liquid left in it.

A crow shook his head on the tree trunk outside the window, but he was not close.

Suddenly, the door of the treatment room was pushed open, and a male player dressed
in ordinary clothes came in and stood in front of the hospital bed with a complex look at
Zheng Yingying.

Obviously, he had been waiting outside the door for a long time, but he did not come in
after listening to the movement inside.
At this moment, his eyes slipped from Zheng Yingying's one eye, and finally fixed on the
dagger she was holding in the palm of her hand. He swallowed hard, and again looked
at her face uncertainly, and extended his hand hesitantly.

His fingertips approached the Blade of Unknown slowly and slowly, changing from the
initial hesitation to firmness, and his eyes became more translucent. But when he was
about to get the dagger, Zheng Yingying suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. His
shoulder hit him hard and knocked him to the ground, then he fell from the bed
regardless of him and pressed him.

The man was shocked in his heart, and he immediately touched his waist and tried to
draw a knife, but Zheng Yingying's dagger had reached his neck, making him unable to
move.

A drop of blood dropped from Zheng Yingying's chin on his cheek.

"Huanhuan." Zheng Yingying's voice was hoarse, and his swollen mouth grinned, and
he smiled and said, "You're not good."
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Unhappy Huanhuan was pierced into the palm.

This is punishment.

Zheng Yingying took the medicine and finally breathed a sigh of relief. The power
devoured by the Unknown Blade also soothed her exhausted body. But she was so tired
that both arms seemed broken and could not be lifted.

She was wary of Meng Yufei, thinking of what Jiang He had told her about Meng Yufei,
took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Come over and tie me
the strap."

The blindfold fell off during the fight just now, and it hung diagonally on her ear.

Meng Yufei covered the wound and endured the pain brought to him by the nameless
blade. Zheng Yingying, who was even more embarrassed than him, could not bear a
trace of resistance. Even if she closed her eyes now, she seemed unprepared.

No, the more she was unprepared, the more fearful Meng Yufei felt. His soul was
trembling, and tiny tremblings spread all over his body, so he could only choose to
submit.

After a moment, he walked up to his knees and picked up the black goggles.
Mr. Crow stood on the branch outside the window with a chuckle, and tilted his head, as
if he had seen a good play. The next moment, he appeared again in the warden’s
monitoring room, raising his chest and saying, "How is it? Is the performance of 404
beautiful?"

Xiao Tong looked back at him, "Shall I give her to you?"

Mr. Crow "What do I want a player to do? Huh, the great and kind Mr. Crow is unique to
Yongye City, so there is no need for a successor!"

Xiao Tong smiled and did not answer.

Mr. Crow felt that his warden was really boring, so he shook his wings and decided to
look for 79081. This is the first place on his blacklist. He hasn't played with him for a
long time. He must miss him.

Xiao Tong is still watching Tang Cuo.

Tang Cuo has confirmed that at least 29 people have appeared at the accident site on
Xishan Road, through the information they uploaded on social networks and real-time
location.

This increasingly proves that his conjecture may be correct, that is, these ninety-nine
people have all appeared on Xishan Road, so the murderer wearing rain boots should
also be one of the ninety-nine people.

If you want to find him, you can use the elimination method.

But the rule of this game is not to find out the murderer, and the murder of the game
anchor is only one of the things that happened on June 25.

The question is back to the original point-what is the standard of alive?

Since it is a soul cemetery, the criterion for judgment may not be simple physical and
physical life and death.
A tragedy triggered by love and resentment, helped by heavy rain, caused 99 people to
stay at the intersection of Xishan Road. There are murderers, takeaway brothers, and
ordinary women who love friends.

The mobile phone is a medium to spy on everything, a new residence for the soul, and
a new stage for all good and evil. When Tang Cuo was just at school, he was influenced
by the serious class teacher. He felt that there was a screen between the person and
the network. When he said something, he needed to input it with his finger.

Later, he found the opposite.

All the disguise you do, even if it is pretended to be good, there will never be a day
when it will be disassembled, that is also your hypocritical evidence. Hypocrisy
represents a part of your personality.

That is also the real you.

The only difference is which side you put first.

Tang Cuo doesn't hate hypocritical people, even selfish, indifferent people. This is
personal freedom, and it is people's inner choices and judgments.

What he hates is the empty shell that has lost his soul.

Some people are alive, he is already dead; some are dead, he is still alive.

He suddenly thought of this sentence, "Soul Cemetery" this question, is this the test?
But this standard is too vague. Although the system of Yongye City always introduces
half and half when introducing copies, the standards for customs clearance are very
clear.

Tang Cuojue felt something was wrong, or that he had felt something wrong when he
found out that he was a single level. He could not help looking around, and looked up at
the gloomy sky again.

Who is watching him?

Xiao Tong smiled when he saw his move, leaned back in the chair, and rapped on the
armrest of the chair, saying, "I really like him more and more."

Although Mr. Crow didn’t show up, the sound of gloating came from the air, "I want to tell
79081, you want to pry his corner, he will come to you desperately!"

"Aren't we all together?"

"No! The great Mr. Crow is above tens of thousands of people, and there is only one in
heaven and earth, and he is not with you, not!"

Xiao Tong's eyes fell on Jin Cheng immediately, and he was still fighting.

Studying is a very long road. Various questions are staged in turn. After the college
entrance examination, it is even more difficult to cross the Dumu Bridge. However, there
is a benefit in choosing Shanghai. The phenomenon of favoring men over women is
much better in such developed regions.

In the meantime, they have encountered many bifurcations. You can choose to drop out
of school, you can choose to continue your studies, and there are love options. And
after crossing more intersections, the more monsters you encounter, you can even see
the roadblocker waiting in front of you even standing at the intersection.

Since you want to choose, then of course choose the best. Twenty-eight players started
the Xueba mode and hit graduate students all the way. If they wanted to continue to
move forward, the players raised objections.

"It's not easy to find a target when you read a doctor. We have already seen the
marriage option just now, and we still don't choose it. It must be difficult when I want to
choose later."

"Who said you must get married? You want to tie you up."

"Even if you don't get married, why do you want to be a doctor? Do you want to do
research?"
"It's better to engage in academic research than being a wage earner? Maybe after
getting through this stage, the life behind you will be smoother? If we don't seek wealth
and wealth, can we contribute to humanity."

This is too hypocritical, causing the rest of the players to look sideways.

Leng Miao was always interested in their disputes, and he did not hesitate to choose to
pursue this path. Because he was a doctor before his death, doctorate master, how to
read it again and again.

Jin Cheng shrugged, looked at several ladies with a smile, and made a "please"
gesture. No matter what Leng Miao chose, he gave the choice to the lady, showing his
gentlemanly manner.

The ladies hesitated a little, nodded to Jin Cheng, and followed Leng Miao.

Mr. Crow appeared on the street sign and demolished Jin Cheng’s platform mercilessly,
“Don’t be fooled by him, this person has an object! Hey, I’m going to tell 27216, you’re
carrying his sister! Slag! You’re bound to accept punishment!"

Mr. Crow today is particularly keen on complaining.

Everyone was stunned, who was still thinking about "27216" in his head, he saw Jin
Cheng stopped, turned to smile at Mr. Crow, and said, "Since Mr. Crow is so
enthusiastic, why don't you help me make a regional announcement? Announce I am in
love?"

The crowd continued to stun, what? What are you talking about?

Dad, when did you fall in love?

With whom?

"27217, 27216..." Someone muttered this number, and there was a flash of light, "Isn't
this the black horse on the blacklist! Tangcuo!"
The sound of lying trough one after another.

Jin Cheng calmly, raised his hands to his lips, "shh."

Everyone muttered, and I was not sure what the statute of the big brother was. Is it
going to be public or not? Jin Cheng smiled, "I just ran after my hand, don't say
anything, so I don't scare people away."

Leng Miao rolled his eyes.

In that compartment, Tang Cuo did not know that he had come out passively, and the
three tombs exploded because the electricity was exhausted, and it took some time to
absorb the soul light group.

The tomb exploded, and the clues that belonged to these souls were gone. Fortunately,
Tang Cuo's memory was very good, and he still remembered it.

He put aside possible peepers for a while, and soon found a key clue—the monitoring
screen displayed on a mobile phone.

The surveillance camera can be connected to a mobile phone, and the owner of this
mobile phone installed a camera in the corridor. In the monitoring screen, a girl walked
out of the elevator carrying the plastic bags of the supermarket, walked to the door of a
room on the left side of the corridor, and pressed the password to open the door.

It was the game anchor who was killed.

Tang Cuo pressed the back button again and found that the surveillance cameras were
more than this one, and they were installed in buildings with different decoration styles,
and the angles were also tricky.

It's not like it's a property. It's someone secretly peeping at these young solitary women.

Is the murderer equipped with a camera?

If it is, then his profession must be very special, allowing him to freely install cameras in
these communities without being suspected. He must be equipped with a tool box, and
the identity on the face is like a plumber or a locksmith.

Tang Cuo then proceeded from these monitorings to find the next connected object in
this complicated network. He watched all the surveillance videos at double speed again,
from 4 times to 8 times and then to 32 times. Suddenly, he secretly paused.

It's the bubble Qi who likes to take selfies in the circle of friends.

Bubble Qi, single, now seems to be living alone. There is no sense of precautions, and
making friends is never about positioning.

She certainly didn't know that she was in trouble.

Immediately afterwards, Tangcuo found a second video about the murder on Xishan
Road. Previously, Bubble Qi's circle of friends revealed that the cause of the incident
was a couple breaking up, and the boy stabbed the girl.

Tang Cuo speculates that the couple who said break up in the chat log before, the boy
splits the leg, the girl wants to break up, the boy does not agree, so the love hates.

Tang Cuo found the boy's tombstone and found a video he left on his phone. The video
was taken before he set off from home, saying that he was going to save his girlfriend,
and his expression revealed a paranoia and fanaticism.

He did bring a knife.

But the point is not this, but in the end he showed the picture of the girlfriend to the
camera-that is the face of the game anchor.

Tang Cuo's heart seemed to be knocked on by someone suddenly, he turned around

Huo Ran, looking at the mobile phone tombstone belonging to the game's anchor. Rainy
days, blurred vision, rain boots men, surveillance, irrational attempts to use violence to
restore love...
All kinds of clues are connected in Tang Cuo's mind, he gave birth to a terrible
inference-the boy killed the wrong person.

An innocent woman was killed at the intersection of heavy rain, maybe she just
happened to be there waiting for a red light.

The game anchor escaped the ex-boyfriend's knife, but did not escape the purest
maliciousness from strangers in the world.

who is the next?

Heavy rain is still falling.

Tang Cuo's expression had become solemn and dignified. He narrowed his eyes slightly
and scanned the remaining 91 tombstones. He suddenly remembered the sound of the
siren in his ear.

The crowd sitting by the bus took pictures of the police car passing by the intersection of
Xishan Road.

Tang Cuo raised his hand on the tombstone, and turned sharply, chasing the sound of
the siren. Someone called the police. The dialing time displayed on the tombstone of
the mobile phone was 1.15, which was exactly the twelfth minute after the game anchor
was killed. The time was right.

It should be a warning from the audience watching the live broadcast.

But the murderer is now at the intersection of Xishan Road!

The police car was stopped by the traffic lights. In the video, the man in rain boots and
hat looked up at the police car, and then quickly looked down and pushed the car into
the crowd.

The distance between the two is only ten meters.

The video was very short. At the end of the video, the person who took the video
casually talked about what day it is. There was an accident here and the police car
drove away.

In the background, there are other passengers talking about it. A mother is educating
her children, and you must be careful when going out.

The more Tang Cuo looked, the clearer the truth, the deeper his brows frowned.

No matter how miserable and heartbreaking this story about Xishan Road is, he still has
to clear customs. The criteria for customs clearance are so vague, how should he
decide?

Or is it that he wants to be worse, and there are other criteria for determining life and
death?

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Tang Cuo, who was puzzled, had no choice but to continue his investigation. Perhaps
there are other victims in this story centered on the accident on Xishan Road.

Was the bubble Qi waiting to be killed, or another innocent mass, or the murderer
brought to justice?
But as one after another tombstones exploded due to insufficient power, absorbing soul
light groups slowed down his speed. Fortunately, these soul light groups contain some
memory fragments and emotions of the master, and he can also find some clues from
them.

For example, he found the third victim on Xishan Road, it was not a person, but a dog.

The dog owner's soul light group was full of his nostalgia for the dog and the grief of
losing it, which upset Tang Cuo's spirit and turned the sea storm almost.

Tang Cuo finally suppressed him, carefully sensed, and figured out the ins and outs of
the matter.

The dog owner has a native dog. Although it is a native dog, it is also a native dog who
has been vaccinated, has an ID card, and has wolf dog blood. The dog's nose is very
sensitive. When the dog owner led him past Xishan Road and was attracted by the
onlookers here, and wanted to join in the excitement, it suddenly barked in the direction
of the murderer.

In the heavy rain, a black-backed yellow-haired little soil dog with a knee as high as the
other side barked desperately across the road, no matter how the owner soothed or
pulled the rope.

People around were frightened and let the dog owners take care of their dogs, even the
police watched them. The dog owner quickly explained to everyone that his dog was
very well-behaved on weekdays. When he didn't hold the leash, the dog jumped out.

The rain boots man had a bad feeling when he heard the dog barking, and he clutched
the handrail of the cart tightly with both hands. At this point the crowd finally evacuated
a little, he immediately pushed the cart and turned away.

But the dog has rushed over.

The rain boots man didn't dare to let it knock down the foam box on the cart, or he
would bite himself and kicked the dog in a hurry, kicking it out.
"Oh!" The dog was kicked into the middle of the road. The red light flashed and turned
green. A car braked immediately after it started, and the road slipped on a rainy day,
causing the car behind to rear-end.

A car window was opened, and the driver leaned out one after another, and the noisy
cursing sound was smashed into the damp air by heavy rain. The sound of the whistle
rose, and the people became more impetuous.

The Xishan Road that was just cleared was completely blocked.

"What's going on there? Don't be impulsive!" The policeman responsible for the
accident on Xishan Road hurried to this side. They are faster, the dog owner is faster,
rushing to the middle of the road to save his dog regardless of danger.

The dog was kicked hard, hit the car again, and hummed on the ground. The blood
flowed out from underneath it and quickly melted into the rain, scarlet, shocking.

"It rushed out by itself, this can't be blamed on me!" The driver hurriedly defended,
because the umbrella was covered with water, and he was a bit stunned. "It's because
you didn't tie the rope yourself, my car was still hit. Now!"

"Big hair, big hair, big hair!" The dog owner only looked at the dog's name and saw that
the dog didn't respond at all. Huo Ran turned to look at the rain boots man's direction.

What about people? !

"The man who grabbed the cart, he killed my dog!" The dog owner put down the big
hair, pushed away the driver and rushed out. He could still vaguely see the corner of the
rain boots men's black clothes in the crowd. He also left his cart in place, perhaps
fearing that it would not be easy to escape.

How can this allow him to escape? He killed a life!

The intersection was congested, the dog owner desperately chased forward, and ran
out of tears while grabbing his eyes. But the crowd was too congested, and now there
was a rear-end accident. The crowd exclaimed, one after another, black and colorful
umbrellas interlaced each other, blocking the sight more strictly.

"Don't be impulsive! Stop!"

"Everyone pays attention to protect themselves, beware of trample! Pay attention to

safety!"

The police broke his heart and shouted to almost hoarse, "Request support! Request
support!"

"Bang!" Under the squeeze, someone hit the cart left by the rain boots man, and two
foam boxes were knocked to the ground. The contents inside rolled out of it, mostly
covered by black tarps, but a small half was exposed.

A five- to six-year-old boy wearing a lemon yellow raincoat was also pushed down to the
ground during this mess. He didn't have a pain because he was sitting directly on the
thing rolling out of the foam box.

soft.

He looked down with curious and tearful eyes open, and grabbed a thing at his foot with
his small hand, stunned for a few seconds, as if frightened. He didn't burst into tears
until his family hurried over with his name shouting—

The surrounding people were also scared to step back and even fell to the ground. The
outsiders were also attracted by the crying of the little boys, and they all looked over on
their feet.

It was the dismembered corpses scattered in the cold heavy rain. The head was still
rolling on the ground, and the eyes were wide, full of terror.

The little boy in the lemon yellow raincoat sat in this miserable image of the world, and
became the only bright color here.
Tang Cuo saw this scene through the memory of the dog owner, maybe his emotions
were too strong, or perhaps this scene was too shocking, even if the dog owner’s soul
light group had dissipated, Tang Cuo’s brain was still punctured. attack.

He shook the whole person violently, and raised his hand in time to support the mobile
phone tombstone next to it, which stabilized.

Shaking his head and taking two deep breaths, Tang Cuo closed his eyes and tried to
calm himself down.

In the monitoring room, Xiao Tong waited for his recovery and temporarily shifted his
attention from him to the third level that has been left out-the Human Information
Transfer Company.

There is almost no suspense in this level.

In Yongye City, the strength of the spirit is not equal to the strength of the soul. There
are great innate factors for the strength of the soul, such as Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo,
which Xiao Tong highly appreciates, are innately powerful types.

Adding intelligence after entering the Yongye City can enhance mental strength, but the
enhancement of the soul is actually limited. The soul strength of people entering the
third level is the level of ordinary people. If the intelligence points are not enough, then
only the headshot will end.

A total of 25 players, now there are only 13 left, the number of deaths-twelve.

In the white room, there was already red and white blood plasma, and there were
headless bodies lying in many empty lattice rooms, but the people next to them did not
dare to take a look.

With just one glance, they are all shaken by themselves.

Unreasonable abuse and maliciousness continue to spread from the headset. The more
numb the people get, the more malicious they become, and there is always a sentence
that can poke your point.

Some people are crying and others are still clenching their teeth.

Xiao Tong suddenly thought, what would be the picture if Tang Cuo was arranged at this
level? He may be expressionless all the way, as if listening to college entrance
examination.

As for Jin Cheng...

Forget it, don't want to.

Xiao Tong is not interested in the man who has repeatedly rejected himself. He is still
alive now, because he is too kind. And Xiao Tong thinks that the third level is actually
the simplest, as long as it can get through, everything will be fine.

Obviously, most of the remaining 13 players have reached the limit.

"Ah!!!" Someone couldn't bear it anymore and stood up happily. He was a metal-based
ability, and when he stood up, he condensed a triangular pyramid out of thin air and
stabs the head of the person next to him with desperation.

"Stop it!" the people behind shouted anxiously.

On the occasion of a sudden attack, the person next to him stepped on the table, and
the whole person fell heavily from the chair to the ground, thus avoiding the risk of being
stabbed by the triangular pyramid. He hurriedly climbed up from the ground again and
asked angrily, "What are you doing?!"

"Isn't it possible to pass the level as long as six people are dead? I can't stand it!" The
metal powers showed a frenzy, and the metal luster appeared again in the palm of the
hand, "You can complete me, complete me!"
"You're crazy!" The man evaded quickly, but the headset was connected to the
computer in the cell. The total length of the headset cable was only three or four meters,
and it couldn't be removed at all.

The two are fighting in this narrow range, and the brain is constantly suffering mental
attacks in the headphones, suffering miserably.

"Don't fight, we only have 25 people here, doesn't it mean that there are 96 people in
this copy? Even if we are all dead, we don't have to pass the customs!"

Some people persuaded others to have no time to distract.

But this person is right, even if the people here are all dead, what about the other
levels? Maybe none of them died!

Do they not make wedding clothes for others?

It is said that the metal-based ability finally has a demise posture, but his spirit is
already extremely unstable, otherwise he will not suddenly kill. Coupled with the
excessive mental attacks accumulated in the headphones, he stopped his head and
died after a few breaths.

The blood blasted with a "bang", and the man beside him escaped dead, but he couldn't
give a hint of joy.

He didn't even have time to wipe the blood from his face, and he gritted his teeth to get
up from the ground, just standing there, ten fingers typing on the keyboard.

Fast, no matter how fast, he must be fast, he can't die, he can't die like that.

Even if it is dead, it cannot be such a fool's death method!

Seeing this, Xiao Tong finally saw some fun and raised his eyes to glance at the clock
on the wall-this is exactly an hour before the copy began, and the total number of
deaths was twenty-five.
Thirteen people died in the third level.

Twelve people died in the fourth level.

"The world is a mental hospital".

Zheng Yingying and Meng Yufei left the clinic after a short break, but other players were
not so lucky. Some people chose to obey the system arrangement and returned to the
ward to wait honestly from the beginning, while others hid outside in an attempt to
survive. Only a few two or three people chose to fight back like Zheng Yingying.

No one dares to say that his decision must be right. Even Zheng Yingying is just
fighting.

"What shall we do next?" Meng Yufei whispered her opinion. Seven monster doctors
were killed by Zheng Yingying, and four were killed by other players. Meng Yufei also
killed one himself, but there are still many wandering on various floors and wards.

"Can't go back to the ward." Zheng Yingying looked firmly. After the half-needle sedative
entered the body, she found that she was covered with a debuff that weakened her
agility. Now her movements are a little slow, and she can no longer compare with the
previous one.

Go back to the ward and get a doctor's diagnosis and treatment, you must also take
medicine. According to the different conditions, get different debuff. Maybe Monster
Doctor will not kill the player by himself after the injection, but there will be rounds every
hour, and the player will be weakened again and again, and will only destroy himself.

More importantly, Zheng Yingying hates this feeling of being lethal.

He coughed weakly again, and a trace of fierceness flashed in Zheng Yingying's eyes, "I
continue to pretend to be their companion and take the medicine, you are responsible
for responding."
In the current state of Zheng Yingying, hard work will definitely not work, but she
believes it is ok to steal a potion. Meng Yufei's thoughts moved slightly, "Is a tooth for a
tooth?"

"Yes, you distributed the medicine I got to various wards. What to do depends on
themselves."

Xiao Tong looked and smiled, but he was still not very satisfied. If Zheng Yingying did
this from the beginning, she would save a lot of trouble.

It seems that most of the credit for her doing business with K and wearing empty gloves
is mostly on Jianghe. I just don’t know how Jianghe would choose? If he parted ways
with Zheng Yingying...

Xiao Tong narrowed his eyes and suddenly said to the void, "What are the rivers
doing?"

Mr. Crow's arrogant voice followed, "Are you a great Mr. Crow, your servant?"

Xiao Tong smiled, "Can you tell me that omnipotent Mr. Crow?"

"For your sincerity, I can tell you that, but you have to lend me your stick to play."

"What are you going to do with your stick?"

"You control me!" The crow started shouting again.

"Okay." Xiao Tong shrugged, invariably put the stick on the table, and then asked, "What
about the river?"

Mr. Crow appeared, grabbed the stick with one paw, and quickly disappeared into the
void. The moment when the figure disappeared, its happy voice came, "He cooks
instant noodles at home!"

Xiao Tong "..."

Ten minutes later, the first level, the branch of life.

Players who have just finished a battle are lying down, sitting down, sweating and
panting. But then, another wave of enemies struck.

After graduating from the Ph.D., the two major problems of marriage and career were in
front, followed by the problem of having children, and they were not given any chance to
breathe.

"So, why is that stick so familiar? Wouldn't it be..." Suddenly, someone pointed at the
enemy in front of him, staring at the black sling stick held in the hand of the biggest
monster in disbelief.

"Isn't that the warden's stick!" Suddenly, everyone recalled the fear of being dominated
by the warden. The atmosphere was suddenly stiff, and everyone's hearts sank
together.

Jin Cheng also shook the machete in his hand and couldn't help looking back at the
street sign that had just passed.

A crow jumped happily on the street sign, jumped from the left foot to the right foot, and
then jumped from the right foot to the left foot, especially happy. When he saw Jin
Cheng looking over, he giggled at him.

"Hey, you fight! Mr. Ben Crow is looking forward to your performance!"

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The warden Xiao Tong's stick was called "No Ring".

Xiao Tong has served as the warden for so many years in Yongye City. This black stick
is his logo, either hanging around his waist or holding it in his hand, never leaving.

The applicable length of the swing stick is related to the height and the length of the
arm. Xiao Tong is one meter nine and up, and his swing stick is naturally longer. The
whole body without the ring is made of special material similar to black steel,
Yongyecheng. It is divided into three sections. When it is not in use, it is only as long as
a fan. When it is thrown to the longest, it is 26 inches, or 65. The attack range is wide
and the intensity is strong, with an electric shock.

Of course, unskilled skills are far more than electric shock. One of its most important
effects comes from its mental suppression.

Coercion.

This is a vocabulary that is often talked about in various novels. It is invisible and
intangible, but here it has the automatic triggering skills that are now abstinent, and it is
indiscriminately suppressed. Everyone's repression is different. The weaker the player
is, the more severely they are suppressed, and even kneel down to submit.

Wu Jie is in the hands of Xiao Tong, the most supreme scepter in area g. At the moment
it was in the hands of the monster. Although the effect was greatly reduced, it should not
be underestimated.

After all, this is the third equipment on the white list of one of the three major lists of
Yongye City.

"Don't be nervous, your warden will not do it in person." Jin Cheng knows the routine of
the copy of Yongye City, Xiao Tong can't do it in person as a copy boss. Mr. Crow got
his weapon in, and already walked through the back door.
He said that he reassembled the two scimitars into a mechanical bow again, raised his
hand and pulled a metal arrow from the void, filled the bowstring, and said, "No ring,
avoid close combat."

The words fell, "Beh--" The long arrow left the string, and the battle began.

The coercion is also divided into regions. The closer it is to Wujie, the stronger the
suppression will be, so natural selection of long-range attacks is the best. Everyone
dare not doubt Jin Cheng's words. He heard a lot of words and distanced from the
monsters holding unsuspecting monsters. There were a few cautious people who simply
dodge far away and chose other monsters to start.

Jin Cheng didn't care at all either, a few arrows met the monster, and he took it away
from the big army like a kite.

Leng Miao gave him a rare cooperation, an air cage blocked the monster and other
people's way, and minimized the influence of unpredictable coercion.

Of course, this is not because he suddenly saw Jin Cheng's eyes, but he also hated the
feeling of being suppressed.

At this time, it is unhappy to change Mr. Crow. But he couldn't shoot directly to the
player, and he would have to be sanctioned by the system if he cheated again, so he
had to jump on the street sign and yelled to complain to Tang Cuo, saying that Jin
Cheng was messing around outside.

Jin Cheng bowed, turned around neatly, and took the time to return to him, "Go, if he is
jealous, please let me know."

Today, Mr. Crow is going to be killed by Jin Cheng.

Tangcuo on the other side finally recovered from the soul shock. He found that if the
shock is too strong, the health value will also decrease, and the rate of decline will
increase by a percentage.
Counting four treatments left on your body, you need to save some.

At this time, there were still 87 intact tombstones left in the cemetery. Tang Cuo focused
on the low-powered ones and knew everything about it.

What matters is the concatenation of clues.

There are still information prompts on all mobile phones, and some clues have not
surfaced. You need to wait.

What happened after the rain boots man fled from Xishan Road?

At this time, a push hidden in the chaotic information attracted Tang Cuo's attention-a
guy from **** province rushed to see his online dating girlfriend thousands of miles away
and found out that his girlfriend was a man!

Clicking on the link is an emotional story full of strong WeChat soft text style. It took
eight hundred words to describe the inner tangle and pain of the guy in **** province. At
first glance, it looks like a fake.

There is also a picture of a guy with pictures in this article. His eyes are covered with
mosaic, but his face is still clear. However, Tang Cuo didn't see this face, and felt
uncomfortable.

Immediately afterwards, two accidents on Xishan Road were spread online. One is the
murder case with a knife, and the other is the corpse-breaking case. As soon as the two
cases came out, they immediately attracted widespread attention on the Internet. The
information prompts for "Ding Dong, Ding Dong" became a film, creating a very nervous
atmosphere.

Tangcuo shuttled between tombstones and saw no less than three versions of the story.
Some are a little closer to the facts, and some confuse the two things. There are also a
lot of "live audiences" who amplify the story with a bit of glamour and almost spread it
into urban weirdness.
Especially on WeChat, under the word of mouth of everyone, the story is even crooked.

Some people then sent the screenshots of the circle of friends they saw to Weibo and
spread them again. It didn't take long for the party's WeChat to be picked up.

Her photos and personal messages posted in the circle of friends were not spared, and
they were exposed to the public's vision.

But Tangcuo felt a trace of violation. The girl who was picked out, in her twenties, looks
like she is wearing a net with a red face, loves selfies and sun luxuries, and when she is
posted in the circle of friends, she often shows a sense of superiority. One.

She is very thin, petite and has big wavy hair. And in a recent selfie, she dyed her hair
brown.

The sense of violation comes from the girl himself.

In the murder case on Xishan Road, Tang Cuo did not see the face of the murdered girl,
nor did she find her cell phone tombstone, but he vaguely saw her figure lying in a pool
of blood through other people’s gaps in the crowd. .

She is much taller than the girl picked up online and has long black hair. Because of the
heavy rain and the unclear quality of the video, Tang Cuo couldn't tell more details, but
he intuitively told him-these are two people.

In order to further confirm, he went through the previous video again, and the result was
as expected.

It is normal for information to go wrong in the process of dissemination. Regardless of

who the girl who was innocently pulled out to show, Tang Cuo now wants to know the
identity of the victim.

He even found the murderer's mobile phone tombstone, but never found the victim,
which is not reasonable.

Is it one of those tombstones that has exploded?

Tang Cuo re-examined it tirelessly, looking for about a quarter of an hour, and found
nothing, but found another thing. This comes from someone's WeChat group chat
content-

Listening to the wind, I exploded her WeChat, let her feel the taste of being greeted, hee
hee.

The greedy little fox is not so good...

Poetry and the distance she just lost her heart last time, nor did she intend to mock you.
This matter has nothing to do with her. You exploded people's WeChat like this, cursed
people were stabbed to death?

The wind listener, do you replace her?

The smelly **** son of the wind listener is not clean at first glance. Who knows if there is
anything scornful in the background, if there is no accident today, there will be accidents
tomorrow, I just let her have a little sense of crisis in advance, and there is no real Hurt
her. Besides, what really spreads are those yxh who like the eyeballs of bloggers most.
What's up to me?

You listeners, aren’t you good friends with her, have the ability to sue.

Hearing the wind hehe.

The listener also said behind her that she doesn't know much bad things, don't think I
don't know, who is more noble.

Bubble Qi is good, don't say it, I believe that everyone is not malicious, we are all
friends, aren't we?

...

Tang Cuo frowned slightly.

Bubble Qi and these people are friends, and the girl who broke out knows them too, so
the chance of these people going to Xishan Road is very high. Plastic sisters can
always magically maintain their friendship on the bright side and play together. Then
send a circle of friends, shield each other, and then stab in the back.

Don't ask Tang Cuo why he understands so much. He took a small case when he was a
detective, and for the investigation, pretended to be a person and chatted for a month
on WeChat.

Proficiency in the words "Hee Hee", "Uh", "Don't", "Love You" and so on, shuttles
through seven different WeChat groups, and these are faithfully recorded in his survival
assessment report.

It's better to be bitten by a dog every day.

The thoughts returned to the incident itself, and the behind-the-scenes push of false
information and motives were all there. It was not related to the accident on Xishan
Road. But the story presented by the entire soul cemetery is not so much a domino as a
cascading chain reaction, but rather a spider web.

Every seemingly unremarkable, unrelated thing is a node on the Internet, and no one
knows whether it will be connected to other silk threads.

Perhaps this cobweb should be called the Internet.

Thinking about this, Tang Cuo resolutely overturned the previous judgment about the
standard of life and death. Everyone is a node on the Internet, and the selected
fragments are presented in this story. It is not rigorous to rely on these to judge the life
and death of this person's soul.

Like the bubble Qi who has appeared several times, her words are fake, her selfies are
fake, she speaks beautiful scenes, and reveals a selfishness and indifference to the
lives of others. But it is not enough to judge whether she has become an empty shell
without soul by these alone.
Moreover, Tang Cuo always maintained basic doubts about the information displayed on
the mobile phone tombstone. Bold doubts, reasonable assumptions, this is a necessary
quality of a detective.

If the criteria for judging life and death are not as mysterious as Tang Cuo's previous
thinking, then the problem becomes simpler. There are ninety-nine tombstones in the
Soul Cemetery, representing ninety-nine people related to the Xishan Road incident, but
unless things like a meteorite or a big explosion in a tank truck, how can a modern
society have a large-scale death?

The copy asks to find out three living souls, that means ninety-six dead.

What if you look at it the other way round?

Tang Cuo remembered what he heard when he first entered Yongye City-welcome back
to Yongye City.

He was very concerned at the time. Why did he return to Yongye City? What does the
word "return" mean?

Good guesses also need empirical evidence. The most direct way is to find the mobile
phone tombstones of the two victims and open the coffin to verify. But the identity of the
stabbed dead on Xishan Road is still unknown, and the tombstone of the game anchor
has not been found.

Tang Cuo saw her live broadcast interface on someone else's phone screen, not her
own.

So far, Tang Cuo has looked at these tombstones more than once, but now neither of
them has been found. The harder it is to find, the more likely his direction is.

The game of human trial is just a pre-drama, and returning to Yongye City is really alive,
so-death is the beginning of life.
But there are three living souls in the mission requirements, that is, there is a third
victim. It is impossible for a dog to own a mobile phone, so we will exclude it for now.

The top priority is to find the third victim first, and then use the exclusion method to
determine their respective tombstones. Tang Cuo determined his thoughts, and his eyes
became more firm.

Xiao Tong looked at his changes and guessed that he might have realized the way to
clear customs, smiled, and looked away a little. If Tang Cuo brought him a surprise, then
Zheng Yingying is a closer look.

At this time, Zheng Yingying is facing a choice.

Prior to this, Zheng Yingying had successfully mixed into the team of Monster Doctor
again with Vientiane, got a few bottles of medicine, and handed Chen Cang to Meng
Yufei. The monster doctors here will spit out words and follow certain behaviors, but
their intelligence is still low. If they find that the medicine is gone, they will only find and
go crazy, but they will not start with their companions.

Every time Zheng Yingying pretends to be the weakest and the most unclear one, they
do what she does, and perilously pass by.

Meng Yufei worked well with her. Although it was not a tacit understanding, at least
there was no moth. But just as Zheng Yingying planned to continue doing this,
something happened.

The door marked Ward No. 304 was suddenly knocked open, and a staggered figure fell
out of it, obviously hitting the ground heavily, but the young man in his early twenties
was still laughing.

He curled up in pain on the ground, trying to climb again and again, because all of his
strength seemed to be emptied, and he used to laugh.
"Hahahahaha—" He was like a spot of laughter, smiling all the time, the expression on
his face seemed to be fixed by the clip, the corner of his mouth raised, all the muscles
were lifted up to maintain the smile.

But he was in such pain again, and there was collapse and powerlessness in his
laughter, and he still cried as if laughing, so the expression looked particularly distorted.

"Ha ha ha ha kill, kill me ha ha ha ha..." He saw the monster doctor approaching, there
was no fear in his eyes, but leaned over, reaching out to them, and humbly praying "kill
me ha ha ha ha ha kill ha ha ha ha... "

The monster doctors made a "ho-ho" sound and surrounded him curiously. Zheng
Yingying also followed, but she had a masquerade disguise that the player could not
recognize.

But no matter how he prayed, Monster Doctors didn't do it. The instructions they
received seemed to just give the player an injection and subdue all the rebellious
patients. This is obviously not in front of them.

If they don't do it, men will collapse. He was already laughing out of tears, tears burst
into his eyes, funny and embarrassed.

Zheng Yingying can kill him, but she is very curious, if he is committed to death, why not
commit suicide?

Yongye City has long had no suicide ban.

Suddenly, the man's flurry of hands grabbed Zheng Yingying's ankle, and his begging
eyes turned to the most humanoid monster, repeating those words again.

The familiar picture reminded Zheng Yingying of her and Jianghe. At first, she grabbed
Jiang He's ankles in order to let Jiang He save her and let her live, but now this man is
for death.

"Clang--" The wall clock in the hospital building issued a full hour.
Monster doctors round up every hour, which means that the new round of rounds is up
and the patients should take medicine. The monster doctors surrounding the man
immediately showed joy, dragging the man back to the ward with all his hands, pressing
him on the bed, and then turned back to look at Zheng Yingying.

The potion is in Zheng Yingying's hand.

The headed monster doctor took out the case report and read out his verdict like Zheng
Yingying, "Autism, solitude, and alienation. It is recommended to inject a smile gene and
prohibit solitude."

When the words fell, Zheng Yingying, who entered the ward at the latest, discovered
that it was a multi-person ward. Most of the wards in this mental hospital are single, but
many are rare.

There are a total of three beds in the ward. The man by the door is a laughing man; the
man by the window is also a man, but he is younger than him, with wires all over his
body; there is a woman in the middle, with a high abdomen, like a pregnancy.

Is there a pregnant woman in this copy?

Rao was Zheng Yingying, and she couldn't help but feel a bit shocked, but in order not
to expose herself, she immediately recovered and approached the man with the syringe
and medicine.

how should I do it?

"Do you want to die?" she asked suddenly.

The other monster doctors looked up at her, blinking their muddy eyes, and they didn't
seem to understand why the companion would ask for something other than
instructions.

"Think!" The man finally uttered a single-syllable, and he would hold back the laughter.
Zheng Yingying nodded, but still pushed the needle towards him. The man was
shocked. The laughter burst out of his mouth again, but the tone changed. He was
frightened and angry. He questioned in the laughter and began to struggle.

"There is only one way to live, but there are thousands of ways to die." Zheng Yingying
tilted his head and raised his syringe to smile. "Don't you want to die?"

I fulfill you.

"No! No!!!" The man struggled completely. He just couldn't bear the smile gene and
wanted to die. How dare he take the second shot.

But the cold glow of the needle had reached his hand, he was desperate, but in the
despair, a trace of madness was born. That was the man who was in desperation, and
after all he could not break free, the last madness.

He gritted his teeth, his roots even bleed, and the whole person bounced from the bed
and hit the monster closest to him. The monster accidentally bumped into Zheng
Yingying's arm, so Zheng Yingying's needle made an exaggerated 180-degree turn and
inserted into the monster's arm beside her.

"Hand slipped." She groaned, pushing the potion into it.

Everything happens in the blink of an eye.

The syringe was too big to wait for all the medicine to be pushed in. Zheng Yingying
immediately abandoned the needle to squat and roll forward, and fled into the bed of the
next bed in a very unskilled and very embarrassed posture.

The monster doctors were fooled by her set of operations and reacted for two seconds
in a stunned manner. They thrashed over and tried to catch her, but they didn't even
catch her clothes. The bottom of the bed is so narrow that they can't get in with their
huge body.
They began to howl, and the monster stabbed by the injection had already laughed
uncontrollably. A strange-looking monster was forced to keep smiling and let out a
creepy laugh. This is a picture of how dazzling, the players in the ward can see it.

The whole ward was messed up.

The monster doctors gave up the suppression of men because they wanted to catch
Zheng Yingying. He sat up in a daze slightly, although he still couldn't stop laughing, but
after so long, the effect of the medicine had weakened.

He gritted his teeth and finally sacrificed his weapon, rushing from behind the monster.

"Hah!" He shouted and cut the monster's back. Although he was hit, he was shot by the
other party. With a bang, it hit the middle hospital bed and knocked down all the women
lying on the bed.

The woman was unconscious, so she didn't move. At this moment she woke up with her
stomach covered, and she was already bleeding heavily, and the severe pain almost
made her faint again.

Looking back, the monster with a fishy wind was probing her claws.

"Lao Niang fights with you!" She was going crazy, regardless of flicking her hand was a
flame attack, so close to the monster face.

This also caused Zheng Yingying, who was hiding behind her and had just crawled out
of the hospital bed, almost burned her eyebrows.

Fortunately, she is a bald head, otherwise her hair will definitely not be able to keep.

In fact, the monster wanted to catch Zheng Yingying, who had thought that the woman
suddenly fell off the bed and got in the middle. Seeing this, Zheng Yingying took
advantage of the woman's hysterical moment and grabbed a dagger to stab it from
above her shoulder.
The flame attack combined with the cursing power of the Unknown Blade, the monster
was utterly embarrassed for a while, screaming back.

It was at this moment that the teenager on the last bed jumped up, and a tiger went
down on the mountain to pounce on it, with an electric shock in one hand, and pressed
hard against the head of the other party--

"Let you call me, make you look down on the game house, I will kill you!"

If Tang Cuo or Jin Cheng are here, it must be recognizable that this person is Qian Wei
who has been encountered in the copies of "Wind Snow Night Return to the People"
and "Decision to Return to the Devil".

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In Ward 304, a fight is about to come to an end.

Qian Wei, Zheng Yingying, pregnant women and laughing men, together with Meng
Yufei who came through the window halfway to meet, the five players joined forces and
finally brought the ward back to calm before attracting the attention of other monsters.

The laughing man has completely lost his strength, and the effect of the medicine is
almost going to pass. The laughter in his mouth becomes a soft hum, a potion of potion
is poured, and the rest of the life is robbed.
But when everyone's spirits were relaxed, Meng Yufei suddenly drew his knife and
pointed at Qian Wei, making everyone's heart talk.

"What are you doing?" Qian Wei immediately drew his sword and was alert. He couldn't
recognize Meng Yufei anymore. Even though he felt that Meng Yufei's knife was a bit
familiar, he could remember it for a while. In his impression, Meng Yufei was killed by
Jin Cheng. He was in that copy at the time and could not be wrong.

So in the face of this sudden hostility, he really didn’t know what to do.

Zheng Yingying was also slightly curious and looked up at him.

She had lifted her disguise, closed her red cloak again, hid her face in her hood, and
kept a proper distance from everyone.

Meng Yufei's expression was cold, and looking at Qian Wei's eyes was like looking at a
dead man, saying, "He and Jin Cheng are together."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was wrong and stunned, and the party Qian
Wei blurted out a "slot". He was injustice, really injustice, he just happened to make two
copies with the big brother, how could he be beaten together?

and many more.

"How do you know?" Qian Wei's eyes widened.

There are no such characters in those two copies!

However, as soon as the words were exported, Qian Wei knew that it was broken. He
asked in such a way that he admitted in disguise. Peng Mingfan has warned him many
times that he cannot disclose to the outside world what they know about Jin Cheng.
They are just two little transparent people who have never thought about holding the big
man's thigh, the lower profile the better.

In Yongye City, the thighs are not so easy to hold, and one has to burp if one is not
careful.
Not to mention that the two big brothers are not here now.

Meng Yufei saw his eyes flashing, and he was even more convinced that he and Jin
Cheng were together, and sneered, "You don't care how I know, as long as you know,
Jin Cheng should be damn, you should be damn."

Everyone in the copy of "The Devil's Return to the City" should die.

Qian Wei didn't know how he should die, but he knew that this man might be the
strongest in the current ward, he could not beat it.

It's gone, he would have been released from prison today, and he encountered a prison
riot. The riot was not over yet, and was pulled into the copy again. After entering the
copy, the monster was not electrocuted, but was charged with unprovoked charges.

Who can be worse than him?

"Brother, I have something to say. I am really not familiar with Jin Cheng, that is, the
friendship I have seen in the copy. Really! If I were Jin Cheng’s person, could my
mother be so miserable? You see? My sword is not much better than the whiteboard
equipment. Let's see where I have a superior style. Even if I want to turn to Jin Cheng,
the big man in the a district of the family is not looking at me..." Qian Wei quickly
installed Counseling, Yu Guang subconsciously glanced at the window, ready to run.

He did not pin his hopes on the other two patients to save people, Yongye City did not
have so many kindhearted people.

The clinker Meng Yufei did not eat this set at all, and Qian Wei would never have
thought, no matter whether he had anything to do with Jin Cheng, he appeared in the
copy of "Decisive Devil City", Meng Yufei was killed, but he was alive, this It is his
original sin.

He approached step by step, Qian Wei stepped back step by step, the other two
patients looked at each other, but hesitated.
Qian Wei and Meng Yufei are more powerful and weaker at a glance. If they help Qian
Wei, they will inevitably put themselves in danger. But what if Qian Wei is really Jin
Cheng's person, and they can't save themselves, what if they are retaliated against by
Jin Cheng in the future?

There is this one who holds a knife. Will he really kill someone?

Everyone had their own thoughts, only Qian Wei's rapid voice remained in the ward,
and the atmosphere dropped to the freezing point.

Qian Wei approached the window consciously, and Meng Yufei did not stop it. Such a
smoothness made Qian Wei feel no joy in his heart, because this means that the other
party is either a fool or too confident.

The answer is obviously the latter.

"I don't know what hatred or grievance you have with Jin Cheng, but other monster
doctors may be coming soon. Are you sure you want to do it now? Are you afraid to
lead them all?" Qian Wei gritted his teeth and held the sword by his hand Has begun to
charge.

A flash of cold light flashed in the eyes of the pregnant woman, and a small flame
gathered on the hands hidden behind her.

"Then I happened to send you to death." Meng Yufei could not bear it anymore. He was
killed by Jin Cheng several times. Even the only resurrection props were used, and he
was forced to have a facelift. This hatred is nothing.

The bitterness in his heart burned his heart at all times. If he didn't dare to kill even a
little babble, then he was not Meng Yufei!

Thinking of this, he immediately made a knife. But at this moment, a thin hand without a
small finger was pressed against his arm, and the familiar red cloak made his
movements stop.
"Do you know Jin Cheng?" Zheng Yingying stepped forward. "Then do you know Tang
Cuo?"

Qian Wei stunned.

The pregnant woman hurriedly took her flame attack and almost suffocated herself.

"I know." Qian Wei knew that it was useless to hide, and also vaguely noticed that
probably the smallest of the two was the one who made the decision. His eyes turned
and he gambled, "Actually, we are more familiar with Brother Tang."

"You?" Zheng Yingying asked.

"Yeah, I was out of prison today, and my friend was waiting for me outside the prison.
The first copy of Brother Tang was with us. We felt very fortunate, so we called him
brother, hey, we had an appointment Well, after getting out of prison, we will gather
together." Qian Wei started talking nonsense, half-truth, no one can pierce him here
anyway.

But he was still so nervous in his heart that his head was not on the waistband of his
pants and his palms were sweaty. He pretended to calmly want to observe Zheng
Yingying's look, but her eyes were blocked by the hood, and the second half of her face
was hidden in the shadow, and she could not see anything at all.

With such anxiety and anxiety, Qian Wei's heart beat faster and faster, and the flames in
the palm of the pregnant woman became hotter and hotter, Zheng Yingying finally said,
"You can tell me about the matter of copying together with me. I let you go."

"Why?" Meng Yufei's sullen face was about to breathe fire. He felt more absurd than
angry. When did Zheng Yingying have friendship with Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo? How
do you think they are both types of enemies?

Zheng Yingying's cool eyes swept his unhealed palm, and Meng Yufei instantly
remembered the stabbed knife, and the injured hand began to twitch uncontrollably.
"I don't need to explain it to you, Huanhuan. As long as you know, you can have a
grudge against Jin Cheng, but you can't move Tangcuo, you dare to move him, I will kill
you."

This development not only surprised Meng Yufei but also caused Xiao Tong to raise her
eyebrows. Xiao Tong knew that Zheng Yingying and Tang Cuo came to Yongye City on
the same day, but he really didn't know that they had extra friendship, which would allow
Zheng Yingying to spare Qian Wei and listen to his story.

He summoned Mr. Crow again.

Mr. Crow was watching Jin Cheng's fight attentively, standing on the street sign with his
feet flapping his wings, hoping to rush up and fight Jin Cheng himself.

At least he firmly believes that if he can fight, it must be better than these little monsters
who have played such a dish with no ring, and they are really angry.

The warden today is also particularly annoying. It is not as cold as usual, and it is more
broken than the human aunt.

"What's the matter with you? Mr. Crow is very busy, don't always call me." Because Mr.
Crow is so annoying, he just sticks his head out of the void.

"Zheng Yingying and Tang Cuo know?" Xiao Tong went straight to the theme.

"The two of them are the same." Mr. Crow replied for granted, but Xiao Tong asked him
what specific relationship they had, but he couldn't answer.

His attention was all on Tang Cuo. Tang Cuo saved more than one person. Where did
he remember a Zheng Yingying who could be trampled to death like an ant at any time?

Zheng Yingying officially entered his line of sight because of the special care given by
Xiao Tong in area g. Xiao Tong asked him, who did he ask?

If he couldn't answer, he was a little angry and angry.

Xiao Tong got it, waved his hand to let him go back and forth. This poked the crow's
lung tube, and wished to **** on the spot. But **** is not very good-looking, so Mr. Crow
decided not to return Wu Jie for the time being.

Xiao Tong's attention was no longer on him, no matter what he called, he only looked at
Tang Cuo. He had to admit that Tang Cuo gave him more and more surprises, and he
was more and more reluctant to put people back.

At this time, Tang Cuosi did not know how much happened outside. He searched for a
long time and finally found the mobile phone tombstone of the game anchor.

It took twenty minutes.

The reason it takes so long is that there is no other information on this phone at all, only
a food ordering interface. The owner of the mobile phone ordered a seafood fried
noodle at 12:15 and received the meal at 12:55.

When the game anchor was killed, he happened to be eating a seafood fried noodle.
The murder time was 1.03 pm Meals and time are right.

Of course, this cannot be regarded as empirical evidence, but Tangcuo can also open a
coffin to verify.

He didn't want to drag the time, so he moved quickly. Shenghui rose sharply on the
sword of ruling, and the whole tomb was split with a sword.

"Click." The phone cracked in half neatly.

The accident happened at this time, a strong beam of light exploded from the tomb, with
a strong attack and killing power. Tang Cuo had been prepared for a long time, and
stepped back quickly, pulling away from him instantly.

Since the three living souls have returned to Yongye City, aren't they talking about
players who entered Yongye City? The player who is placed in the copy is the nc of the
copy.
Appearing in front of Tangcuo are the monsters that are similar to the other two levels,
but the one that Tangcuo faces is more humanoid, more powerful, and has a clearer
look. Around two meters, there are spikes on the back and hair like a steel needle. The
muscles of the whole body are exaggerated as if they are inflated and covered with
thick purple blood vessels.

"Who disturbed my deep sleep?" What he said was more like a powerful boss.

One-on-one, Tang Cuo threw the sword in his hand and took him to try the latest
training results.

The monster looked over, the two sides met, and the next second, Tang Cuo shot
abruptly. The monster's two feet are still standing in the grave, pressed by the mud and
the broken coffin plate, unable to move.

He simply avoids it, and picks Tang Cuo's sword with his bare hands.

"Dang!" Tang Cuo cut a sword in his hand, and actually chopped the sound of gold
stone, shocking Tang Cuo's wrists. But whether the sword of arbitration was an artifact,
Tang Cuo pressed hard, or cut his skin.

The monster's blood vessels are thick and all burst, and the bleeding is almost jet-like,
with a strong smell. He seemed to feel no pain, and the other hand immediately
grabbed Tang Cuo.

Tang Cuojin was fierce and retreated quickly, and turned to a mobile phone tombstone
three meters away, standing against the wind. But he retreated quickly, and a few drops
of blood were still splashed on his body, and as soon as the blood touched the skin, it
began to corrode the flesh like sulfuric acid, but the spread was not large.

This undoubtedly sounded the alarm for Tangcuo. At this time, the monster broke free
from the grave and vigorously attacked. When he raised his sword to block, he quickly
opened the character panel to confirm the situation.

Corrosion Reduction Defense 2

Tang Cuo can be sure that if he gets more blood, his defense will be weakened even
more. This style of play hurts the enemy by one thousand and damages itself by 800,
and this monster is obviously a type with high blood resistance and can last for a long
time. When Tang Cuo's defense became weaker and weaker in the later period, as long
as one was accidentally hit by him, it was possible to overturn the ship.

So, be quick.

Also try to avoid being splashed by blood.

"Sting--" The monster's claws are like blades, and the speed is very fast. If he
accidentally gets close to him, his sleeve will be cut. Tang Cuo attacked him with a
backhanded sword. The ruling sword focused on his knees. Although he could not
break his knee bones, he also shook him.

He immediately reached out to Tang Cuo, but Tang Cuo's figure was as fast as a ghost.
With a flower in front of him, he didn't catch Tang Cuo, but he had an ugly **** rag doll in
his hand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Ragdoll suddenly opened his eyes and screamed with his
mouth open. The terrifying and sour voice pierced his eardrums, even the spirit sea.

The monster quickly threw away the ragdoll and groaned in pain.

Tang Cuo's hands were as good as electricity, and while catching the ragdoll, his
backhand was a popping egg. The monster didn't have time to avoid it, just opened his
eyes and saw a round ball hit him, and then—

"Bang!" The explosive egg exploded, blasting the mobile phone tombstones around to
the cracked screen. Although the monster had a high defense, it was also blown to the
ground because it was unexpected. Wherever it bleeds, whether it is granite or weeds
on the ground, it is quickly eroded.

But Tang Cuo's attack is not over yet.

The smoke from the blasted egg had not fallen, and the monster just wanted to get up
from the ground, he took out a gun. This is the reward you get when you play the
zombie copy, Gatling gun, heavy fire weapon.

"Da, da, da, da, da!" Tang Cuo looked cold and raised his machine gun to shoot wildly.
Ordinary quality bullets certainly can't break through the monster's defense, but if one
shot fails, it will be 100 shots; if one shot fails, it will be 300 shots.

The monster was slammed back three or four meters by this inhuman fire. The tall body
like a hill shrunk into a grievance, and the part facing the fire almost became a sieve.

But he was still alive, and he didn't know the pain. After Tang Cuo's bullet was over, he
stopped howling and rushed up. His eyes were stained with crimson red, and his fists
attacked. A strong wind on my cheeks.

Tang Cuo retreated and retreated, leaping lightly on the tombstone, without ever
landing. And Xiao Tong, who was watching the battle, was able to find that he was
moving in a fixed area from beginning to end, without expanding the battlefield to the
entire cemetery.

Although the monster is still sane and not slow, he still has a delay between his moves.
Most of the time he is playing with instinct. He is naturally led by his nose and cannot
run out of the circle that Tang Cuo painted him.

At this time, Tangcuo's defense value is reduced by 5 and his health is reduced by 16,
which is in good condition.

The monster was slightly embarrassed, with multiple injuries on his body and blood flow,
and because of the corrosive effect of blood, it was like a walking zombie.

However, he was tireless and painless, and the speed was not slowed down at first. It
was at this moment that Tang Cuo passed over his head again, and he looked up, and
saw that the man in the black trench coat almost covered most of his vision, and his
clothes were hunting like Dapeng spreading his wings, holding the sword with his hand
facing down—
"Clang!" He hurried to block, but blocked quickly, and his arm was already injured. The
sword broke through his defense and chopped onto his bone.

Tang Cuo pressed down hard with his own weight, pressing the monster to bend his
knees, and his whole body burst. The blade cuts the bones and makes a bitter voice.

"Go!" The monster was furious and exhausted all his strength to blast Tang Cuo away.
But before he exerted his strength, Tangcuo pulled back decisively and slapped a palm
over his head, leveraging his sword, and a backflip was firmly on the ground.

The monster was angry, and there was fire on his bone wound. The fireball burst from
Tang Cuo's sword and exploded in the wound. Although it was just a small fireball, the
secondary damage to the monster was not as simple as one plus one.

"I'm going to kill you!" The monster was completely irritated, his hands folded on his
chest, and his body was full of energy, as if to put a big stroke. But at this moment, Tang
Cuo knelt on one knee and pressed the left hand without the sword to the ground, and
the spell was launched.

Ground motion.

The earth began to tremble, with a radius of only five meters, but it just happened to
envelope the monster. The monster was staggered, and the charge was not interrupted,
but it also made him angry and spit out blood.

Tang Cuo saw this, passing a cold awn in his eyes, and did not rush forward to attack
again. Jumping on the tombstone and leaping by force, when he reached the highest
point, the whole person stopped in the air strangely, and then he made a two-step jump
and quickly rose to about 15 meters above the ground.

Skills, walking in the air.

Just then, the monster's big move was launched. He roared up in the sky, his muscles
swelled, grew from the original two-meter giant to more than three meters, stomped on
one foot, and the whole ground was shaking.
No, he is still expanding!

The blood vessels exploded!

"Bang--" Numerous blood vessels exploded, and the sky of blood mist covered his
fifteen-meter range in an instant. As soon as Tang Cuo was in his heart, he immediately
waved his sword, inspiring the ruling Shenghui, and swaying the blood mist that was
rushing towards him.

But he can't stay in the air for a long time, because the cooling time of walking in the air
is as long as one minute. As his thoughts turned, he took out the Gatling gun again. The
machine gun was very heavy. At the moment of taking it out, he sank his body and the
speed of falling was accelerated.

On the occasion of a sudden attack, he quickly squeezed his gun and bombarded the
ground, using the reaction force to push himself out of the blood mist range one second
before the fall.

Both Tangcuo and the machine gun hit the ground heavily, but there were only a few
bruises, and the life value dropped by 5, which did not hinder. Suddenly, Tang Cuo
seemed to hear a trace of breaking wind.

what is that?

He Huo Ran raised his head, and saw a little **** Han Mang zoom in his eyes.

Too late to swing his sword, Tang Cuo rolled quickly, only listening to the sounds of
"ding!" and "ding!" rang behind him. It was black spikes ten centimeters long, chasing
Tang Cuo into the hard granite ground.

Tang Cuo remembered that there was a thorn on the monster's back. The blood mist
covered the whereabouts of the thorn, the perfect hidden weapon, the perfect lore.

"Ka--" Tang Cuo chanted the spell silently, and Ice Shield appeared.
The small ice shield is so thin that it cannot stop the black thorns at all, but Tangcuo
only needs to stop it for a while. Ice shields and earth walls appear alternately. Although
they are all elementary small magics, the timing is just right.

There were dozens of black thorns, and Tang Cuo only got one.

Just one, so his defense value instantly fell below 50, and his health value fell below 20.
The fighting intention in Tang Cuo's eyes reached its peak at this time. His eyes were
bright, his right hand clenched the hilt, and he turned back to fight back.

The monster has become a blood man. He hurt Tang Cuo, and he also paid a huge
price. At this time, he was more and more unsuitable to approach, but Tangcuo's speed
was faster than before.

As long as he is fast enough, the monster's blood will not splash on him.

Ten minutes later, the monster fell to the ground.

Tang Cuo threw blood from the sword, gasping slightly, but still calmly ended his first
personal battle in the real sense after he came to Yongye City.

However, the battle is not over yet, because the previous battle destroyed a total of five
tombstones. There are five aggressive souls in these five tombs, all staring at him.

This is also one of the reasons why Tangcuo should control the battle within a certain
range and not spread outside.

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While Tang Cuo continued to fight with the soul body, Xiao Tong was in the monitoring
room, laughing, and applauded him for a while. He lifted his feet in military boots and
rested on the table, leaning back against the swivel chair, looking with interest.

In the whole copy, the only single level and the three most powerful bosses were all
specially presented to Tang Cuo by Xiao Tong. Now the boss has fallen, and the story
has been pushed in half, but Xiao Tong thinks he can already see the ending.

A suspenseless ending.
As a newcomer to Yongye City, Tangcuo can get an artifact like the sword of
adjudication, proficiently use various props, skills, or double training of magic and
martial arts. It has been rare for a century. Xiao Tong is sure that he still has a lot of hole
cards, and he can play so easily, of course, there is an important reason-he has a brain.

Whether it is the choice of customs clearance methods or measures to limit the scope of
boss fights, all point to one point-he has indeed found the best customs clearance
method.

That is, as far as possible, without damaging other tombstones, find the correct three
graves and defeat the boss. The more tombstones that remain, the greater the reward.

Things are also what Xiao Tong expected, Tangcuo successfully defeated the five soul
bodies and absorbed their soul light group. This time, due to the excessive light mass,
the Soul Shock Index caused to him reached 37 after being superimposed, so he had a
longer rest period.

After another half an hour, he opened his eyes again. Although he recovered, his face
was still pale.
At this time, two and a half hours have passed since entering the copy.

Tang Cuo got new clues from those five soul light groups again. For example, the vast
numbers of netizens through the video captured the brand of rain boots on the male feet
of the rain boots in the shortest time.

That pair of shoes is very valuable, a limited edition of a certain brand, and can not be
bought in China. Like this kind of stuff, there will be a record of who the store sells to.

It's just that this record will not be found by ordinary netizens, and Tang Cuo suspects
that these rain boots are not the murderer's own. Will a person who plays an ordinary
worker shuttle the surveillance cameras in various communities every day buy a pair of
such expensive shoes that need to be purchased from abroad?

The purpose of pretending to monitor is to kill someone in the room instead of stealing,
which shows that the purpose of the murderer is not to make money at all. Not for
money, not for material enjoyment, the probability that these shoes belong to him is very
small.
If the police went down the rain boots line, they might be able to find another case. Will
there be a third victim in this case?

Tang Cuosi for a moment, has a direction-he remembers that of the ninety-nine mobile
phone screens, one belongs to a purchasing agent.

The purchasing agent was on the way to the airport, but no accident, he was stuck on
the road because of the rear-end accident on Xishan Road. Tang Cuo just looked at his
mobile phone interface just now. He was just complaining to his friends about the ****
rainy day. I wonder if it would delay his flight abroad.

At this point, Tang Cuo looked back again and the information was refreshed.

What do I see? ! These are the shoes I sold! ! ! There is a less obvious stain under the
trademark, I remember it all!

What's wrong with Bubble Qi?

Don't worry, Bubble Qi, you just sold shoes, and you're not a murderer, it doesn't matter.

Xiaotiantian European purchasing, but that shoes are not fake, you know! If they search
by genuine products, they won't find them at all. If they don't find them, they will know
that they are fake. Finally, if they find me on the head, will my business be yellow?

Xiaotiantian European purchasing service may still have a large number of votes to
return the goods and pay the money.

Xiaotiantian European purchasing and so on!

Don't tell me, Xiaotiantian European Shopping!

Bubble Qi is relieved, we are friends, how can I say it and stick out my tongue

...
A black-hearted purchaser selling fake shoes was put on the feet of the perverted
murderer, and he was uneasy. But this is not the focus of Tang Cuo's attention. What he
cares about is-how does Bubble Qi appear again.

He immediately returned to check Bubble Qi's mobile phone tombstone, opened her
WeChat address book, and quickly swiped to the bottom. One stroke, I haven’t arrived
yet; another stroke, I haven’t arrived yet.

Tang Cuo didn't know how many strokes he made, and finally he saw the bottom line of
the address book—1001 contacts.

Bubble Qi, added 1,001 friends, this does not include group chat.

If it were not for her to appear too often, Tang Cuo would never have thought of how
many people were going to go through her address book. If he didn't see it with his own
eyes, he didn't know that WeChat could add so many friends.

For people like Tangcuo who don't like to gather together, it's too scary.
What role did Bubble Qi, who is a friend with, play in this story?

Wait, among her many friends, is there a murderer?

Tang Cuo frowned. What is displayed on everyone's mobile phone tombstone is

specific, not that every mobile phone will have WeChat. Some people only have a meal
order interface, some people only have a Weibo interface, and the killer only has
monitoring content. If he had WeChat, what would be his name?

1001 friends, looking for someone who is not even sure about the name is tantamount
to finding a needle in a haystack. But think about it, the appearance of the bubble Qi in
the murderer's monitoring, that is to say, she is one of the targets of the murderer.

This proves that the murderer and Bubble Qi should not know each other.

Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes, suddenly thought of something, quickly walked to the
murderer's cell phone tombstone, and then called up the monitoring time again. The
time span of these surveillance videos is very large, the earliest can be traced back to a
year ago, and the latest is a day ago.
The time of the monitoring belonging to Bubble Qi stayed on May 17th, while the
accident on Xishan Road happened on June 25th, and there was a time difference of
one month. At first, Tang Cuo did not pay much attention to the issue of time, but now I
want to come to-

Is the bubble shot in the monitor really alive?

Why did the murderer stop monitoring Bubble Qi after May 17th? Did he give up, or did
he kill someone? If Bubble Qi with that pretty face is dead, who is still taking selfies
now?

Perhaps, this person is not only saying something false, everything that belongs to this
account is false.

She (he) stole other people's photos.

This other person has long been dead, and will not appear near Xishan Road on June
25, so her tombstone will not appear in the Soul Cemetery.
Before Tang Cuo had inferred that the rain boots might lead to another case, would the
line of the rain boots be the same line as the woman in the surveillance?

How many people did the murderer kill?

Thinking of this, Tang Cuo's dark color could not help but a little colder. At this time he
remembered the take-out phone call he had just received when he entered the copy,
and it was very bright. If he can communicate with the people on the phone, what about
WeChat?

He immediately returned to the bubble tombstone in front of his mobile phone

tombstone, found the purchasing account, opened the chat box, and found that he could
really enter the content.

Bubble Qi, who did you sell your shoes to?

Bubble Qi, I think you should take the initiative to give the police clues. The Internet is
so developed. All your transaction records and chat content will leave traces on the
Internet. They will find you sooner or later. As your friend, I don’t want you to be in
trouble.
The other party did not reply, but Tang Cuo was very patient. After about ten minutes, a
reply finally popped out.

Xiao Tian Tian Europe purchasing me, I really don’t know what to do, I am really a
serious purchasing agent, the fakes are sold two or three times, and they are all a
goods, the quality is very good...

Xiaotiantian European purchasing rain boots were bought by a man named

"Affectionate Youth", and he paid money to be a thief, and he didn't look like a bad guy.
In order to go back to business, I also gave him a decompression cube, that thing can
be dozens of dollars, how can I know this will happen!

Immediately after that, the purchaser sent a screenshot from the "Affectionate Youth"
circle of friends, not only the selfie of the affectionate youth, but also his latest two talks.

Tang Cuo frowned when he saw the selfie, and felt familiar. He remembered it two
seconds later. Isn't this the poor guy in the dog blood push?

A guy from **** province rushed to see his online dating girlfriend thousands of miles
away and found out that his girlfriend was a man!
The two comments he made were also very interesting.

The affectionate teenager who loves him will give him the best! Rain boots pictures

Affectionate teenager I don’t care whether you are a man or a woman. I have spent so
much time paying so many feelings. Even if you are a man, you have to be with me! I'm
going to fall in love even if you're stubborn! what!

I really deserve to be a "sentimental boy".

Since he sent the rain boots out, and came to see netizens from other provinces, the
probability that he is a murderer is very low. But is the murderer his online dating
boyfriend?

Or is it related to that boyfriend?

At the same time, Jin Cheng and others at the first level have come to the fertility level.
From birth to birth, they walked for nearly three hours.
Twenty-eight players, one downsizing.

Wujie is like a baton. If one monster dies, another will continue to appear while holding
it. Continued coercion suppresses the spirit of the players, making their already
exhausted bodies unable to exert their full strength.

Jin Cheng also thought about capturing Wu Jie, but the system still assumes that Wu
Jie is held by Xiao Tong at this time. This is a bug. No matter how many times Jin
Cheng has won it, as long as there is Mr. Crow, Wu Jie will be the only one. Will return
to the monster.

This time around, Jin Cheng sneered, but no longer spent that effort.

When they had passed the fertility barrier, they would confine themselves, take the
baby, and return to the workplace. They worked hard to kill all kinds of demons and
ghosts, and then came to a branch. Everyone looked at the two big characters "second
child" written on the street sign on the left and almost vomited blood.

"I'm going to do it again, let me die..." Someone knelt down on the ground breathlessly,
with both hands on the ground, so tired that they almost spit out their lungs.
More than one player began to doubt the correctness of their choice of "female" path by
following the gangster, but if they part ways at this time, no one feels that they can live
to the end.

Although the road ahead is difficult, the big brother's thigh must be held.

At this time, Leng Miao finally realized something. The cold eyes stared at Jin Cheng
and asked, "You still want to choose a second child, right? Why do you have to take this
most difficult path?"

Obviously there is a easier way, but he has to choose the hardest, why?

Make a copy, think with the simplest ideas, the hardest means-the most generous
reward.

"Not stupid, Miao Miao." Jin Cheng smiled.

"What is your purpose when you enter the g zone?" Leng Miao asked.
"This can't tell you. But since you agreed to help, you can't regret it in the end. The
person who regrets it is the puppy, Miao Miu." Jin Cheng said, moving and moving, and
then firmly walked to the second child road.

One second before stepping on the fork, he turned back and said, "It's thirty, you guys,
you should have your own ideas. Then you should follow me, or go by yourself, please
make your own choice."

The words fell, and a small half of the players followed without hesitation, while the
others hesitantly turned their eyes to Lengmiao. Leng Muse thought for a moment, but
really wanted to go the other way to see which of him and Jin Cheng reached the end
first.

Jin Cheng is right. In the copy of Yongye City, the hardest part may be the simplest, isn't
it? To whom does the generous reward fall?

Although he doesn't know what the reward will be.

But just as he was about to take that step, Mr. Crow stood twittering on the street sign,
"Hey, where 79081 is, where there is no ring, and the more people you encounter, the
more monsters you have. Do not go with him. It's dead! Each one must be turned into
roast lamb!"

Hearing the words, Leng Miao's outstretched feet retracted again and followed Jin
Cheng decisively.

"Why!" Mr. Crow was very angry, and he was very angry.

Leng Miao is so cold, of course, he won't answer-he just can't see anyone pointing his
fingers in front of him, but he wants to sing with others, especially when facing the great
and kind Mr. Crow.

go to hell.

He thought so.
This box of Jin Cheng and Leng Miao walked on the road of the second child. The
hard-selling storyteller Qian Wei was still telling Zheng Yingying "The Bad Fate I and
Two Big Brothers Have to Say," the second part.

Meng Yufei leaned his arms against the window, his face black as a pot bottom.

"Then he died." This is the conclusion, Qian Wei's conclusion to Meng Yufei.

Many people in Yongye City knew that Jin Cheng was chasing Meng Yufei into the copy
and completely eradicated the scourge, so Qian Wei did not conceal it, and said this
paragraph generously, saying that it was a blood boiling and spitting. fly.

"Then he died." It was so common to hear this conclusion, as if Jin Cheng had just
stepped on an ant on the roadside.

Meng Yufei was almost unrestrained, and he held the knife handle in his hand. Zheng
Yingying's words poured down like a pot of cold water. She said "He really deserves to
die, killing a lot of people."
Among many people, Zheng Yingying is also included.

Zheng Yingying was originally squatting on the ground and holding her knees to listen to
Qian Wei. At this time, she suddenly looked up at him, grinning her white teeth in the
lower half of her face, which made Meng Yufei creepy.

Meng Yufei dared not move.

Zheng Yingying withdrew his eyes and asked Qian Wei "Are they two? Didn't they bring
the others?"

Qian Weipan sat on the ground, because Zheng Yingying was very friendly, he slightly
relaxed his vigilance, and said Wen Yan waved his hand and said, "Isn't Jin Cheng's
boss punished to Area F, who has that strength besides Tang Brother?" Take a copy
with them."

Zheng Yingying nodded thoughtfully, and asked no more.

Qian Wei was a bit curious, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask
"Do you know them?"

Zheng Yingying shook his head, "They are good people, I admire them."

Meng Yufei "............"

I Meng Huanhuan really believed your evil.

It was at this moment that the pregnant woman suddenly cried while holding her belly.
She was sitting on the ground. At this time, she couldn't even sit down. She fell on the
ground and yelled again and again.

"What's wrong, is this about to give birth?" Qian Wei jumped up from the ground in a
fright. For a half-sized guy like him, he witnessed the production process for the first
time.

It's all blood, it's terrible!

The rest of the people also gathered around. The laughing man saw that she was so
painful. When thinking of herself just now, there was a hint of distress and unbearable in
his eyes.

Qian Wei was too busy to comfort "I still have healing remedies here. You can bear it,
ah, it's wrong. It's hard to be born, and you can't be afraid--"

"Birth, birth, and fart!" The woman suddenly swears, grabbing Qian Wei's collar, and
staring at him with red eyes, "I'm not pregnant at all and give birth to anything?! Have
you born a monster!"

When the woman entered the ward, Qian Wei was already stunned, so I didn't know
that his stomach bulged after the injection of medicine. And when the woman said that,
the expression of others looking at the belly was a little weird, especially after seeing
that there was something in the belly that was agitating.

"Hey, what about this? We can't do anything in her stomach!" The laughing man was
sweating nervously.
"No, I can't give birth to it, I don't want it, I don't..." The woman gritted her teeth, her
tears came down suddenly, and her emotions suddenly lost control. She does not love
children, but just hopes to make her own decisions. If this is wrong, she would rather be
wrong.

"Don't give birth to a monster if I die!" Her gaze patrolled for a week and caught the only
**** the scene, "You help me, you help me..."

Zheng Yingying responded very succinctly this time, raised the hand holding the
Unknown Blade and placed it over her stomach, saying, "I will kill it with a knife, but you
may die."

The woman was crying, crying and running, unable to answer.

Qian Wei was so worried that he quickly took out a bottle of therapeutic medicine and
handed it to the woman's mouth. His eyes looked at Zheng Yingying.

"I still have it here." The laughing man also gritted his teeth and took out a bottle. When
he took it out, his hands were still shaking. No one knew how much determination he
had made.
Meng Yufei snorted, don't talk too much.

The woman cried even more, but finally nodded, clutching her clothes tightly with both
hands, closing her eyes, "Come on."

Everyone's heart was lifted and their eyes were fixed on the woman's belly.

Zheng Yingying raised her dagger and stabbed

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The second level is the Soul Cemetery.

Tang Cuo experienced another tombstone explosion while searching for the mobile
tombstone of the "sentimental boy". At this time, there are 73 tombstones remaining,
and the remaining five have less than 5.

In these tombstones, Tang Cuo certainly does not have a WeChat account called
"Affectionate Youth", nor has he seen the face of the affectionate youth in a short video
shot by a crowd of people, but he must have been near Xishan Road, that is, It must be
in the cemetery.

What else has to do with affectionate teenagers?

No, Tangcuo couldn't find any relevant clues. Instead, he saw the WeChat group chat
records of those plastic sisters. But this time, Bubble Qi is not inside.

Wind listener, who of you can let that bubble Qi shut up for me? What I believe that
everyone is not really malicious, what are we all friends, can she talk? I almost vomited.

Poetry and the greedy little fox in the distance, are you familiar with her?

Didn't the greedy little fox pull her into the group?

Poetry and far away, she said she was a friend with you, so I pulled her!

The greedy little fox is not familiar with her, I have never seen it!

Listen to the wind and so on, you are not familiar with her co-authoring? ? ?

...

After some discussion, several people finally found an amazing fact.

Who is the wind listener Bubble Qi? Haven't you seen her? Why is she in our group?

A series of three question marks can be called soul torture. They all thought that
another person was familiar with Bubble Qi, and then she was pulled into the group.
Finally, it was proved that no one had seen Bubble Qi, and she didn't even know who
her last name was. It was incredible.

Immediately after that, it was terrified.

A stranger, mixed in their group, kept talking with them as friends and spent more than a
month with them. In the process, she did not show the slightest difference, and knew
everyone well.

The wind listener seemed to be grumpy, and immediately went to the bubble bubble in
the group to question who she was.

Bubble Qi responded quickly.

Bubble Qi, I am your friend.

The wind listener farts! Where is the old lady, your friend? !

Bubble Qi, don't you want to be my friend?

Listen to the wind, you quickly get out of my circle of friends, why don’t you know me
and add me, sick?

The wind listener said that he wanted to delete his friends. What Tang Cuo was looking
at was her WeChat interface, and he watched the operation of dissolving a friend's
relationship appear on the screen.

But a weird scene happened.

No matter how the listener tries, this account cannot be deleted. It was like a virus
growing in her cell phone, no, it might be some kind of implanted virus.

After going through these series of operations, the listener's mobile phone suddenly
popped out of the chat box with Bubble Qi.

Bubble Qi, don’t you be my friend?

Why did Bubble Qi delete me? I just want to be your friend.

Why is Bubble Qi?

Bubble Qi, are we not good friends?

Why did Bubble Qi treat me like this?

Bubble Qi, you must have slipped your hands, right? We are best friends, right?

Listen to the wind, you are crazy! Are you crazy?

Bubble Qi I am not a lunatic, I am your friend.

Bubble Qi, let's continue to be friends, shall we?

...

The words on the screen are constantly refreshing, and people suddenly feel chilly.

Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes and looked at the same words, he suddenly got up and
went back to find the mobile phone tombstone of Bubble Qi. He quickly found the group
sending function, edited a content, and clicked to send.

Bubble Qi, do you know me? Do you know who I am?

But half a minute later, the overwhelming reply almost squeezed WeChat. Of course,
the tombstones in the Soul Cemetery will not have the risk of card jamming. Tang Cuo
quickly browsed through the replies and didn’t need to click on them one by one. You
can know the general content just by looking at the preview.

At first, everyone's replies are still very normal, aren't you just Bubble Qi?

But then, who is Bubble Qi?

Many people began to relish.

Who is your caramel pudding? Why is it in my address book?

Who are you code-named 007?

Wait dumb said you are not his friend, who are you? !

Yongdong chicken asked a circle of my friends, no one knows you, but I only add friends
around me! Why are you mixing it up? I remember, you told me happy birthday last
time, and told me to send me something, I also gave you the address to the trough, but I
have never seen you!

Daydreamer Express? Selling? I can delete you without replying!

...

Numerous questions and doubts are flooding the phone,

Tang Cuo tries to outline the real image of Bubble Qi in his heart. As a third-rate
detective, he has never learned any psychology and does not draw criminal
psychological portraits, but he can roughly imagine what kind of person she (he) is.

First set her as a female.

She has no friends, maybe hiding in a room without light all year round, without
trimming, and lacking confidence in her appearance. But it doesn't matter, she found
many "friends" online.

She invaded their circle of friends wantonly, unilaterally declared to be their friends, and
maintained a beautiful illusion because she was lonely.

Did she do any specific bad things? It seems not.

This is more like a peeper of life.

The message was sent by Tang Cuoqun, and of course Bubble Qi will not reply. And
just when Tang Cuo was about to leave, a message reply caught his attention.

What's wrong with you, Jiajia? Why did you send that news suddenly, Jiajia?
Happy family, don't scare dad

Family Happy Voice

Family Happy Voice

Both voices lasted more than a minute, and the person also claimed to be Bubble Qi's
father. Tang Cuo speculated that this might be the only person related to her reality.

He immediately opened the voice, and an anxious middle-aged male voice burst into
the eardrum.

"Jia Jia? Are you okay, Jia Jia? Did something happen? Reply to Dad immediately after
hearing the news? Did you see anything online? Or did you hear what the neighbors
said? Jia Jia, don’t think about it You are a good boy, just a little introverted, they don’t
understand you, they say bad things so they are all bad guys, you are a good boy, so
don’t listen, you know..."

"Jia Jia, my dad is still renting out. When I finish pulling this guest, I will go back
immediately and wait for my dad at home. You know? It’s raining heavily outside now.
The traffic on the front of Xishan Road is blocked. It may take a while for Dad to come
back. So don’t you go out no matter what you hear? Don’t open it no matter who knocks
on the door. If you have something to do, just hit 110. Dad must be back soon—"

Before the words were finished, the voice of the car door came from the voice. The
moment the car door opened, the sound of rain suddenly amplified, showing that Xishan
Road was still raining heavily.

It should be that when there was a traffic jam because of a rear-end collision, there was
a dad who belonged to Bubble Qi in the long series of cars.

This is a taxi driver.

Judging from his words, there was already a guest in his car. The two speeches were
indeed mixed with a young man's slightly anxious self-talk, and there was a very small
click that did not know anything, but the door suddenly opened.

The door opened, heavy rain drifted into the compartment, and an uninvited passenger
broke into the taxi that had already carried the passenger. The reason why someone is
getting on the bus, not the guest, is because the voice of the third person appears at the
end of the voice.

It was a cold "Don't" word, and the voice came to an abrupt end with the friction of
clothes and the pumping sound of young men.

What will follow the word "Don't"? do not move? Don't make a noise?

Near Xishan Road, the uninvited guest in heavy rain, except for the murderer Tang Cuo,
could not think of other candidates for the time being. The murderer abandoned his
corpse and fled because of a dog's identity.

The sea of ​heavy rain and umbrellas gave him a good cover. He fled all the way and got
on a taxi on the road.

What does he want to do?

The car is blocked on the road, but if the murderer can get on the car at this time, the
probability of the car parked in the lane next to the road is very high. Even if the road is
blocked, you can drive to the non-motorized lane.

The murderous murderer can be irrelevant.

Next up is the car chase war?

and many more.

Tang Cuo suddenly remembered something, re-opened the voice and listened again.
He listened very carefully, over and over again, until he removed the small "click" sound
from the background sound.
"Click."

"clatter."

"Da da da."

"Click."

These sounds are not the same, some are crisp, some are more coherent, and it
sounds like-decompressing the cube. Tang Cuo remembers that Xiaotiantian European
Shopping Service once said that he wanted to keep the brave guests who bought rain
boots, so he gave him a decompression cube as a small gift.

Tang Cuo also had such a gadget that was about the size of a walnut and could be
played in his hand. Each side of the Rubik's Cube is different. There are balls, pinions,
rockers, etc., and the sound is slightly different.

In other words, the affectionate young man was in the car, he was the original guest on
the car.

The rain boots bought by the affectionate boy were worn on the murderer again, and the
murderer happened to get in his car again. Was this a coincidence or a special
response? Tang Cuo didn't think that the affectionate youth would be a gang with the
murderer, but he also didn't think he appeared by accident near Xishan Road.

So, what is the relationship between them?

Tang Cuo touched his chin and started deducing again-from the time the murderer was
hit by a dog to his taxi, it must not be long before and after, this is what happened in a
short time.

The information transmission on the Internet takes time, that is to say, the clues of the
rain boots have not yet been taken out. Things about that box of broken corpses have
just begun to spread.

There were three people in the car, Paoqi's father, affectionate teenager, and murderer.
Inside, only Biaoqi's father seemed to have nothing to do with this matter. Tang Cuo has
no impression on the WeChat account of "Family Happiness", but he has seen an
account on a mobile phone tombstone.

A map software, the name of the login is "Family Fun". The map software also works
well with taxi drivers.

He quickly found this mobile tombstone, opened the map software and saw real-time
positioning, and the location was on a bridge one kilometer away after turning the
Xishan Road. There is also a red sign on the bridge, indicating that an accident has
occurred here and one person has been killed, reminding the owner to drive carefully.

And the time at this time is 1:54 in the afternoon.

Reorganize the timeline.

At 13:03, the game anchor was killed.

At 13:15, the audience called the police.

Immediately afterwards, the murderer pushed the foam box containing the body to
appear at the intersection of Xishan, and the police who received the alarm passed
through here. Combining the time of the murderer's corpse and the time of the police, at
least after 13:30.

At 13:54, the taxi had stopped on a bridge not far from Xishan Road. That is to say, if
the murderer was really in the taxi, he didn't escape far, and stopped again.

Whether the taxi has an accident or an accident has stopped the taxi, the most
important value of this clue lies in the fact that the third dead person has finally
appeared.

Who is dead?
Today's map software is very developed, and with the support of big data, updates on
accident warnings are fast. If a taxi slips and hits the side of the road, causing accidents
and congestion, it will soon be reflected on the mobile phone of Paoqi Dad.

Tang Cuo prefers that one of the three people in the car died, rather than an innocent
passerby.

After bold reasoning, it is violent proof.

Tang Cuo decides to bet, it is very slow to rely on reasoning and tell evidence. As a
third-rate detective, he has to take an unusual path.

The cell phone tombstones of the murderer and Pao Qi’s father have been found. Under
the premise of believing in one’s own judgment, a two-thirds probability can be tried.

At this time, three and a half hours have passed since the start of the copy, and two and
a half hours before the customs clearance.

The first level, the branch of life, 28 players, 24 people left.

The second level, the Soul Cemetery, is alive.

The third level, the Human Information Transfer Company, 25 players, all destroyed.

In the fourth level, the world is a mental hospital, with 42 players and 23 people
remaining.

A total of 96 players, forty-six died, forty-six remaining, exactly half.

Xiao Tong is also rare to see such a coincident number. I think this may be his own
providence. Shen Shen has to let him do something, and it is embarrassing not to do it.

But when he stood up from the seat and reached out to Tang Cuo's surveillance screen,
he suddenly sensed something and looked back to the direction of the prison gate.

For a long time, he smiled, with far-reaching significance. But at the same time he
withdrew his hand and sat back on the chair again.
In the first level, players with sharp eyes also found that Mr. Crow suddenly
disappeared. Jin Cheng glanced back, thoughtfully, but the enemy was ahead, he didn't
have time to go deeper.

No matter what happens, it will only be known after their copy is cleared.

Without Mr. Crow, Wujie returned to Xiao Tong after the holder died. Jin Cheng didn't
deliberately leave Wujie, after all, their players and Yong Ye City's nc are not opposed to
each other, there is no need to commit evil for a piece of equipment.

After the disappearance of the abstinence, everyone's pressure suddenly diminished,

and the team's advancement speed was accelerated, connecting two forks within 20
minutes.

Casualties are of course inevitable.

On the straight road in front of me, when multiple forks appeared in the middle of the
crisis, the players looked at the different street signs one after another, and my heart
was shaken again.

"Can you stop and rest for a while?" A sweaty 30-year-old man shouted to Jin Cheng in
front of him. He gasped. If you look closely, you can see that his hand is still shaking
slightly. Recovered from the battle.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at Jin Cheng in unison and looked
forward to it. Jin Cheng turned around and looked calm, saying "No."

The man's complexion changed, anxiously saying, "Why can't we? We have been
playing for almost four hours in a row, and everyone has reached the limit. We can clear
customs in two hours, can we take a break?"

"Yeah." Another person quickly helped, "There is no need to hurry, if you can't rest, the
casualties will be heavier behind!"

"Am I responsible for all of you?" Jin Cheng asked back.

The players were stunned, and nobody spoke for a while.

"This road is very long, I know everyone is very tired, you can choose to rest, but I want
to go to the end of the road. I want to go, I must go." Jin Cheng said with a smile,
suddenly laughed, shrugged Shrug, "You guys don't go, can't you let me go, right?"

Everyone could not refute for a while.

Jin Cheng did not give them the opportunity to talk nonsense at all, turned around and
left, simply neat. Leng Miao did not say a word from beginning to end, and his
expression did not change much. He even walked earlier than Jin Cheng.

The two gangsters left, and the remaining players looked at each other. Within a few
seconds, several players stood up with their teeth gritted, and walked with a little bit to
the black firmness, followed.

The rest of the players were hesitant to take steps in the hesitation, not knowing where
to go. Everyone was discussing and discussing, just because of disagreement, about
ten minutes later, a few players who were obviously a team separated from the big army
and walked to the left of what they think is the easiest way.

"Mr. Crow said that the more people encounter more monsters, the better we are to go
away. And without Jin Cheng and Leng Miao, our current strength is relatively balanced,
there should be no such thing as Wu Jie ."

The team has since dispersed.

Twenty-one players divided three ways. But there is a fork after the fork, and it is not
known how many trails there will be.

At the third level, the world is a mental hospital.

The woman finally survived. Zheng Yingying went down with that knife and successfully
killed the things in her belly. She had a big belly, but at least it wouldn't hurt anymore. It
was irrigated with two medicaments and hung her bloodline.
After this incident, the atmosphere in the ward was better, and there was no longer an
outrage, but Zheng Yingying did not form a team with them in the end. On the one hand,
she has the confidence to suppress Meng Yufei once, but has no confidence to
suppress him all the time. In the end, Qian Wei may still be unable to escape. On the
other hand, wouldn't the people in Ward 304 really turn on them in reverse?

Not necessarily.

While the one-hour time limit was up and the monster doctors were busy with rounds,
Zheng Yingying took Meng Yufei straight to the dean's office on the top floor. The little
monster saw that it could not be killed. Once again, it encountered a situation like the
304 ward. The delay was too long. It would be better to do a big vote.

She was kept inside because she was young and weak and could not escape. Now she
is holding an unnamed blade, just like an avenger, she not only has to escape from
here, but also to kill.

She didn't have the ability to kill all the monsters one by one, but only one.

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Just when Zheng Yingying was thinking about killing the boss, Tang Cuo's big coffin
business had come to an end.
The coffins of Paoqi’s father and the murderer have been split, and no physical boss
appears, all of them are soul bodies. Tangcuo fought against them one after another,
and Paoqi’s father was easy to deal with, but the murderer was a murderer after all, and
it took him some effort.

Immediately after absorbing the soul light group, Tang Cuo spent some time, but the
harvest was equally generous. The murderer's soul light group has increased his
intelligence by ten points. Up to now, his intelligence points have increased from 65 to
104.

When the copy is cleared, his intelligence points may exceed the force value
immediately. After breaking through the one hundred mark, Tangcuo clearly felt that he
had more control over magic.

And opening the coffin twice also helped him directly lock the identity of the dead.

This is not only because of the exclusion method, but also because when absorbing the
soul light group, Tang Cuo can also see their memory fragments, thus knowing the real
situation at the scene.

The heavy rain on Xishan Road was really bigger than the day when Yiping asked her
dad for money.

The bright yellow taxi rushed into the non-motorized lane, crashed into the trash can on
the side of the road, and turned around retrograde. In such a big situation, even if it
rains heavily, it is impossible to cover up, and the police are just nearby.

The siren sounded quickly, and Bubble Qi’s father was forced by the murderer to step
on the accelerator. He was about to stage the speed of birth and death, adding a thick
stroke to his ordinary life. The clinker affectionate teenager suddenly saw the
murderer’s foot. Rain boots.

The purchaser said that there is only one pair of shoes in China! He gave it silently!
The affectionate boy's eyes widened, and his gaze shifted to the fruit knife that the
murderer laid on his waist. Then he thought of the meeting with Momoyo on Xishan
Road and took a breath.

Although the murderer was holding the affectionate boy with a knife at this time, most of
his attention was on the police car behind. When he saw the police chasing his
motorcycle, he scolded and took out his mobile phone.

He may want to contact someone with his mobile phone and arrange a way for himself,
but as soon as he took out his mobile phone, he saw a push. He was stunned, and
facial recognition unlocked his phone. At this time, his expression became very
strange-stupefied and shocked.

The next second, he quickly opened the push button, didn't even bother to follow the
soldiers behind, and relaxed slightly against the affectionate young man's knife.

It was a piece of news about the murder case on Xishan Road. It was the earliest
intersection stabbing case and had nothing to do with the murderer. But the murderer
looked at him with a sullen face, and the affectionate teenager swept to the phone
screen after being shocked.

He happened to see the live picture in the push, saw the description of the signs of the
deceased, and the description of the murderer.

The information on the Internet, true and false, and the news sent in such a short time,
without verification, completely confused the murderer who happened to be at the
intersection with the stabbing incident.

In the eyes of the affectionate boy, it was the murderer who killed the innocent girl, and
that person—is silent!

He has a height of 173, long black hair, wearing a white dress and high heels, carrying a
bear shoulder bag, exactly the same as the photo sent to him before silently going out!
All of a sudden, a thunder struck in the mind of the expression young man, and his
reason was instantly broken. In addition to shock, tears, and anger in his wide eyes.

"You killed silently, you killed him!!!" He was angry, and the anger made him forget the
knife that reached his waist, and also the fear, and pushed the murderer away and
grabbed it unruly. His shoulders and back collar pushed him hard against the door.

The murderer was looking at the news. He didn't expect the ordinary passengers in a
taxi, or the weak chicken like a boy who was hit by his knife, would suddenly be in
trouble.

"Bang!" The violent impact of the anger blessing opened the murderer's head directly. It
may be that the place where he hit was coincident. Although the door was not opened,
the car glass broke.

The broken glass was embedded in the murderer's head, and the heavy rain poured in
from the broken window instantly, wrapped in blood and broken glass, and fell on the
face of the affectionate boy.

He was stunned.

A glass of blood was drawn across the cheek, and he didn't respond. He just stared at
everything in front of him, and it seemed hard to believe that he had done it himself.

Bubble Qi's father was also stunned. The car was out of control in an instant, and a skid
was about to hit the bridge pier.

The murderer reacted at this moment, disregarding the blood on his face, seizing the
seizure, grabbed the collar of the affectionate teenager, opened the car door, and
dragged the man out. The moment he jumped out, the front of the car hit the guardrail
on the bridge. After a loud noise, he still failed to stop the momentum of the forward
rush and plunged into the river.

"Bang--" The taxi entered the water.

In the memory of Paoqi's father, the instant weightlessness and fear almost pinched his
throat, making him unable to breathe. But the back door was open, and the heavy rain
slapped his head relentlessly, and the cold touch made him recover.

The only gift that his daughter gave him when he was a child, a safety buckle was hung
in his car. He glanced at the safety buckle with Yu Guang, remembering his daughter,
and suddenly felt a courage in his heart, untied the seat belt, put down Back of the
chair, regardless of whether to climb back.

The front of the car was already in the water, and he couldn't open the front door. He
anxiously saw the back door open and climbed back. The river water also poured in
from behind at this time. He grabbed the broken window, and regardless of the broken
glass stuck in the palm, pulled hard, kicked hard, and finally broke free from the car.

On the other side, the murderer grabbed the affectionate boy and rolled off the bridge
deck, and didn't care about the taxi that dropped the bridge. He grabbed the affectionate
boy and asked, "What is your relationship with silently? Tell me! Why is silently on
Xishan Road?!"

The affectionate boy was almost stunned by him, the heavy rain hit his face, and he
almost couldn't open his eyes, "Let go, let me go! You murderer! You killed silently!"

"Shut up!" The murderer punched the back of the affectionate teenager with a punch on
the ground. He was very painful, sore and angry, and reason went offline again,
wrestling with the murderer.

The murderer's knife fell on the car, and both of them were defenseless, becoming the
most primitive beating each other.

Tang Cuo watched and endured the concussion caused by the soul light group, his
brain pained, his eyebrows raised.

The two played really ugly, you gave me a punch and I gave you a kick, but overall the
murderer took the absolute upper hand. The emotion he conveyed to Tang Cuo was
already hysterical.
The word "silently" clearly stimulated him, especially when the affectionate teenager
shouted "You killed silently", his emotions fluctuated greatly, and a violent storm took
place in Tangcuo's spiritual sea.

The affectionate teenager does not know the truth, but the murderer knows it. He didn't
kill the man on Xishan Road, he just pushed the body past and stood there looking a
few distances away.

The crowd was too crowded and the rain was too heavy. He didn't see the man's face at
all. He just looked at it indifferently, looking down on the ignorant crowd around him as
usual with a godlike attitude above him.

But what does this person say?

Silently dead?

"Shut up! Shut up!" He beat harder and harder, using ten to ten forces, and wanted the
other person to close his mouth.

The affectionate boy was almost killed by him. Fortunately, the police arrived in time to
pull the two away and subdue the murderer. The onlookers were hiding far away,
watching carefully in the car, or in the surrounding shops, and many people were
holding mobile phones while taking pictures and videos, but no one dared to come out.

"It's my younger brother silently! How could I kill him?! He can't die, you're lying!" The
murderer was pressed on the ground by the police, his eyes still staring at the
affectionate teenager, his teeth clenched.

The affectionate boy had blood on the corner of his mouth and lay on the ground. He
heard the sound and looked at it, saw the fierce but desperate eyes of those fierce
beasts, and said with all his strength, "You, you deceive..."

"So silently... well... how could there be you... brother... brother..."

When he finished talking, he coughed painfully. A policeman came to help him to block
the rain, anxiously called an ambulance, and completely cut off the murderer's sight.

The murderer was already handcuffed. He heard the words and his eyes widened for a
few seconds. Just when the police thought he was about to catch his hand, he suddenly
screamed in despair, struggling to rush towards the direction of Xishan Road. The force
that erupted at that moment was too great to break free from the shackles and ran out.

He had just escaped from there, and now he has to go back.

The police hurried to catch up, and the two of them slammed him down to the ground,
suppressing him, and he was no longer allowed to step forward. He screamed and
struggled, his eyes staring at the direction of the intersection of Xishan Road, "Let me
go! Let me see him!"

"let me go!!!"

"Let me go!"

"silently!"

The harder he struggled, the stronger he was suppressed. The heavy rain wet
everyone's clothes, blood and water flowed in the rain, and fell from the bridge, like a
curtain of beads, about to go wandering in the river.

"Silently..."

"I beg you to let me pass, let me see his last glance..."

The roar became a pleading.

Since he broke into the taxi and fled here, it was only a short distance of one or two
kilometers. But not to mention one kilometer, he can't go now even if it's one hundred
meters.
At this point, the murderer was arrested, but the deceased was not the father of Bubble
Qi or the affectionate teenager who was seriously injured, but the man who stabbed the
innocent passerby as his girlfriend in the earliest Xishan Road case.

After stabbing him, he panicked, and found that he had killed the wrong person. He
dropped the knife and turned and ran. Coincidentally, he had exactly the same escape
route as the murderer, the only difference was that-he walked on his legs and did not
move fast.

The softer he ran, the softer he was, especially after hearing the siren, he couldn't run
anymore, he was flustered, and finally sat on the bridge. There was a frustrated young
man by the bridge who was drunk. When he saw him so down, he took his shoulder and
called him a brother.

The drunk said that life is too difficult, he was too mournful, so he had to jump into the
river.

"Mourning, you see me crying in the sky." This is what Tangcuo saw on the mobile
phone of another crowd on the Xishan Road. The word "mourning" appears in the story
line of everyone, second only to "Dede" and "You, Me and Him".

The man drank the drunkard's wine, and his throat was hot, and finally he felt a little
warm. Reason returned, he was deeply afraid, and stood up again to continue to
escape.

At this moment, a runaway taxi rushed up the stone bridge and rammed him into the
river with the bridge fence, so fast that he didn't have time to scream.

"Lying trough-how come you jumped on your own brother? In the end I jump or you
jump?!" The drunk ghost was almost caught in the river by the strong wind that the car
drove through. Fortunately, he was holding the bridge fence, not very close to the man,
and he was standing on the edge of the damaged place.

He blinked and blinked his eyes, then raised his hand and rubbed it hard. His dizzy
head was beaten by the cold rain, as if awake.
"Eh?" He saw the murderer and the affectionate boy fighting each other, and then
looked back at the taxi in the river, scared with cold sweat.

Tang Cuo saw the nameplate of his job on his chest, with his name and position on
it-Chen Jun, Marketing Department.

Isn't that the reason for the busy work and the takeaways caused by the delivery staff
mistakenly led to the failure to eat, angered the boss, and was eventually expelled from
the boss Chen Jun?

Tang Cuo remembered that he said in a message to a friend that he was in a bad mood
and wanted to get drunk.

It now appears that this drunk will eventually teach him the value of life.

Tang Cuo inevitably felt a trace of absurdity after sorting out all the ins and outs of the
matter.

These three cases exclude all accidental factors that are not directly related to the
parties, such as takeaways, dog owners, bubble Qi, Chen Jun, etc., is actually a double
arrow that keeps returning.

The scumbag man who was cheating because he didn't succeed in keeping his
girlfriend killed, innocent passers-by was killed by mistake.

The brother of the innocent passerby is a fierce serial murderer, who happened to kill
the man's ex-girlfriend.

The time for the two to kill is about the same, and the route to escape after the murder
is about the same, that is, the relationship between the front foot and the back foot. In
the end, the murderer's taxi hit the scum man.

The man who killed by impulse is also killed by the impulse of others.

Although the murderer survived, he will be judged by the law and spend the last time in
endless remorse and torture.
Cause and effect revenge, unsuccessful trial and error.

The life that has passed away will not come back, so think of it, Tang Cuo's mood
becomes less beautiful. The copy of Yongye City always holds a lot of malice to the
player. The "evil" made by the player in the world will always be enlarged ten times to
show you.

If you insist on it, Tang Cuo feels that the so-called Qingye procedure has been started
from the moment he stepped into Yongye City. The crimes that people bear are far more
than those written in the survival assessment report.

After repeated fights, Tang Cuo successfully adjusted the Soul Turbulence Index to
zero, and took medicine to restore his health, but he had a problem with low blood
sugar, and his face was slightly pale and colder.

Soon, he found Zan Nan's mobile phone tombstone and made a quick decision.

The battle started in three levels almost simultaneously.

Jin Cheng has been fighting and has never stopped, the monster gets stronger as he
gets to the back, the difficulty is comparable to that of Xitian. Zheng Yingying and Meng
Yufei successfully avoided the patrol of most monster doctors, and after a few small
hits, they touched the office of the dean. The two stood at the door, left and right,
holding their breaths for three seconds.

"Three, two, one!"

Instead of rushing in, he stuffed two lit firecrackers into the crack of the door. This is
what they got from a player when they came downstairs. They killed the monster that
was about to grab the player, and then took the firecrackers. It was fair.

In the two explosions, the low roar of the monster came from the room, as well as the
impact of heavy objects falling to the ground. Meng Yufei immediately kicked in the
door, and Zheng Yingying picked up the fire extinguisher in the corridor and took a step
back.
She has to accumulate strength and find a chance to use a nameless blade to strike the
monster deadly.

Xiao Tong also pays attention to the situation in three places. In comparison, Tang Cuo,
who is fighting alone, ended the fastest. The paleness and fierceness of his face
seemed to be proportional. The paler his face, the stronger the fierceness, and the
harder he played.

The strength of this second boss is similar to that of the first one, but he fell down after
walking for fifteen minutes under his hands. This is still when the battle spread to two
nearby tombstones and summoned two souls to fight together .

But this time, Tang Cuo did not rush to absorb the soul light group. After the war, his
state is unstable. If he absorbs it immediately, he will superimpose the bad state, which
is not conducive to recovery. And there is only the last one left for his treatment, so he
has to save a little.

He decided to find the silent tombstone first, and then absorb the light mass after finding
it.

But the tombstone was silently hidden deep, and half an hour later, Tang Cuo even
found the tombstone of the affectionate young man, but didn't find the silent one.

The mobile phone interface of the affectionate boy is Alipay, and he can see his
historical bills, one of which is money in rain boots. Tang Cuo also used the
bubble-bubble number to purchase the trading price and specific time of the rain boots
from the purchase, which is right.

Which one is silent?

Tang Cuo stood on top of a tombstone at the forefront, his eyes swept across the
cemetery again. At this time, the cemetery has become embarrassed by several battles.
In the dim sky, the remaining mobile tombstones emit a faint blue light, suitable for
shooting ghost stories.
The copy is not so easy to pass through, and the clue about silence must be hidden in
the minutiae. The reason why he is not easy to find is because there is too little
information about him. He is also a woman who can pretend to be a woman, and the
content of his mobile phone is difficult to define by gender.

At this time there is a final hour and a half before the six-hour time limit.

Tang Cuo did not want to waste time, but he was not in a hurry. He felt that his body had
recovered almost, so he first absorbed the soul light group. In the scum man's soul light
group, he finally saw his silent face.

This is a neutral face, wearing a wig is very heroic, tall and tall, like a model. Although
she is wearing a woman's dress, her chest is flat, she walks confidently and generously,
and her eyes are clean.

Silently telling the story of the affectionate teenager, Tang Cuo did not want to know.
The story of his relationship with his brother, and how his brother took the road of serial
murderer, Tang Cuo did not want to know, but silently gave Tang Cuo a good
impression.

This is probably the so-called eye margin.

The picture of the memory flashed, Tang Cuo carefully recalled the details of his body
and compared it with the remaining mobile tombstones.

When he smoked, when pulling something out of his bag, he exposed the corner of the
cigarette case.

He uses tf's black tube lipstick, and he should be wearing a tiffany bracelet.

He has very fair skin and good maintenance, but he has cocoons on his hands. Looking
at the position of the cocoon, it is not something that is typed from the keyboard all the
year round, but from a pen, and the two are slightly different.

painter? Designer?
What else is missing?

Tang Cuo recalled carefully, glanced at the many mobile phone tombstones in front of
him, and suddenly there was a flash of light-what is the silent mobile phone interface?

When Zan Nan stabbed him from the back with a knife, he happened to be holding a
mobile phone and stood at the intersection waiting for a red light. In a stab, he turned
back suddenly, and the phone fell off his hand.

At the moment when the screen was broken, Tang Cuo remembered a glimpse of the
screensaver of the phone, which was a picture. If the mobile phone tombstones in the
Soul Cemetery display real interfaces, then the silent tombstone should display the
picture!

Tang Cuo could not see exactly what was on the picture, but knew the general color and
feeling. It was a picture of blue and pink intertwined. Tang Cuo could narrow the scope
to five tombstones by color alone.

He quickly eliminated the five tombstones one by one until the last one remained.

The light pink sky and the light blue sea covered the entire screen. This is a painting
that calms people down. The brushstrokes are soft and the picture is simple but not
monotonous.

There is only one memo in the phone, and a modern poem is hidden in the memo.

It is the pen that blooms in despair

It is the flower that resists the inevitable journey

Is the light of love waking up

Illuminate the landscape above zero

Tang Cuo prides himself on being illiterate. He hasn't read any poems except for the
textbooks. Of course he doesn't know the source of this poem, but he can understand
the general meaning.

Open-minded and optimistic silent, about two different people from his brother.

unfortunately.

With a little regret, Tang Cuo pulled out his sword and chopped off the tombstone
reflecting the poetry. With a click, the tombstone shattered, and Tangcuo cut the grave
with another sword.

The light appeared at once, and the dust flew, just like the previous two times, a figure
with entity appeared in the light.

Tang Cuo was ready to fight, and he waited until the light dissipated. The Sword of
Judgment lit up Shenghui, and the sword was severely chopped, but it seemed to have
hit a metal object. "Clang!" The Sword of Judgment was firmly held.

At this moment, Tang Cuo saw the boss's face clearly, and his heart was cold.

"My Excellency Warden." Tang Cuo immediately withdrew, the hand holding the sword
dropped naturally, and his thumb quietly stroked the nightingale ring on his hand.

He gazed, but the expression on his face was still, looking directly at the person who
came out of the light.

"K27216, Tangcuo." Xiao Tong walked out of the cracked coffin without a ring, with a
smile on his lips, "We finally met officially."

"The warden nobleman has forgotten things, we have just seen them." Tang Cuo
replied.

Xiao Tong looked at him with a calm and self-righteous look, like a hero, and found it fun
to ask, "Are you born?"
Tang Cuo understood what he was asking and said blankly, "Maybe."

Xiao Tong smiled, took Wu Wu's hand behind his back, and walked leisurely to Tang
Cuo, leaning his head to look at him, "No need to guard against me like this, if I want to
harm you, you are dead now. Jin Cheng I should have told you that you have no chance
of meeting me."

"So what does the warden want to do?"

"Make a deal with you."

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The warden Xiao Tong's transaction is definitely not something that ordinary people can
do. No matter what you get, the payment must be huge.

Tang Cuo did not know what happened between Jin Cheng and Xiao Tong, but
combined with what Xiao Tong said to Jin Cheng when he just met, and the series of
changes that happened to the bald girl after entering the prison, Tang Cuo doubted--
The transaction that Xiao Tong said was more or less related to the affairs of Jin Cheng
and the little girl.

"Are you interested in staying in the g district as the warden?" Xiao Tong asked.

Sure enough.
Although Tang Cuo did not expect to find a successor, he was not surprised. He asked,
"Should Yongye City not need you to find a new one yourself?"

"It's not necessary, but the position I've been sitting in, I want to sit, it's up to me to
decide. Yongye City -" Xiao Tong smiled suddenly. "Do you want to listen to Yongye City
for anything? It makes you live, and makes you die?"

Tang Cuo "This is not the same thing."

"In my opinion, this is the same thing." Xiao Tong flicked gently, the stick was extended,
and the ground became a cane. He looked at the entire cemetery with his cane and
said, "I can see that you and Jin Cheng are a kind of person, don't you all want to know
the secret of Yongye City? As long as you become the warden, you can get close to that
secret. Or even—become the master of this secret.”

Master, these two words were shocked to Tang Cuo's heart. It seems that Yongye City
is indeed hiding something, but what about it?

"Since Your Excellency knows that we are a kind of person, you should be able to
guess. He refuses you, and I will also refuse you." Tang Cuo said.

Xiao Tong "Don't you listen to my chips?"

Tangcuo "Twelve Movements?"

Hearing this, Xiao Tong finally raised his eyebrows. This one after another, Tang Cuo
often seemed to know what he was going to say in advance, and then matched with the
face full of righteousness, if it was his opponent, I am afraid he will vomit blood.

"The twelve movements can't impress you, do you?" Xiao Tong's tone was relaxed, he
didn't overpower others, and he didn't look angry.

"Blame Jin Cheng." Tang Cuo said.

This endless sentence made Xiao Tong raise his eyebrows again. He vaguely
understood the out-of-string sound of the words, but he didn't want to answer them.
Tang Cuo explained to him very politely, "It’s not rare to see the movement much more."

Xiao Tongxiao smiled.

He can now understand why Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo can get together. This is so
popular that Qing Qing is better than Blue, and he is a perfect match.

"It seems I am doing more." Xiao Tong was not angry, he was really not angry at all. He
actually knew that Tang Cuo would not agree, but give it a try to tease children, is it just
a little fun in a boring life?

Moreover, such children are the worst, and they always go around when they see their
elders, and they are not happy to play games with him at all. Could you catch him once,
how could he be happy not to let him drop a few tears?

Xiao Tong's more calm and lighter winds, the more vigilant Tang Cuo's heart is.
Especially when Xiao Tong's mouth was raised again, Tang Cuo's alertness reached.

He couldn't help but hold the hilt, and at this moment, Xiao Tong finally had the
following, "Three minutes. As long as you hold in my hand for three minutes, even if you
pass the customs."

When the words fell, Xiao Tong gestured to Tang Cuo. While the stick was not moving,
the string of small golden bells on his wrist jingled with the movement of raising his
hand.

Somehow, Tangcuo remembered the rebel Aesop. The two feel very similar, but there is
no doubt that Xiao Tong is much scarier than Aesop.

"jingle."

The bell rang, and the stick was lifted again.

"Dingling."
A great pressure spread, and Tang Cuo's face changed suddenly. He wanted to
mobilize his mental power to fight, but the sound of the bell seemed to penetrate his
mind unhindered, bringing disorder to his spirit sea.

Tang Cuo couldn't resist the pressure with all his strength, and the whole person
seemed to be pressed by the jack, and his body was much heavier.

"jingle."

Tang Cuo didn't hesitate anymore, with a sword, he forcibly broke the game.

Xiao Tong faced Tang Cuo's sword tip, and he couldn't avoid it. When the tip of the
sword was about to stab him in the chest, he turned sideways to avoid it. The whole
action looked like a stroll, but Tangcuo's sword did not touch him at all.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhwhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
hh and a horrified dolls, did not stop the bell sound. Tang Cuo didn't expect Xiao Tong to
hurt Xiao Tong at all. Instead, he used Xiao Tong to dodge and quickly distanced him.

Turn around, the card is shot, and the shooting star swells.

One of the Li Bai series theme cards, only the last chance to use it.

The falling meteors fell like rain, dragging the dazzling tail light to cover Xiao Tong's
five-meter range. But Xiao Tong lifted the swing stick, but he didn't see any fancy
moves. The black stick smashed a meteor.

One after another, those meteors simply cannot get close. The next second, he hit a
meteor towards Tangcuo, almost twice as fast as the meteor fell.

Tangcuo jumped on the tombstone with both hands and held the sword with both hands.
While jumping, he cut off with a sword and shattered the meteor. When it was said that
it was too late, Xiao Tong's figure broke through the coverage of the meteor at this time,
and the black stick looked at the zooming in front of Tang Cuo's eyes.

"Dang--" The stick and sword fought, and the sudden eruptive force lifted all the smoke
and dust around.

Tang Cuo only felt his arms numb and his chest seemed to be hit hard, and he also
tasted a sweet smell in his mouth, even if the stick did not hit him directly.

"Go." Xiao Tong exerted force, and Tang Cuo was hit directly, and his back hit a mobile
phone tombstone heavily, which made it halted.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his black and
white eyes were staring at Xiao Tong, not at all timid, but full of fighting spirit.

At the same time, the fight between Zheng Yingying and Dean Boss has also become
more intense.

Meng Yufei is in charge of the main attack, while she walks outside the field, using a fire
extinguisher as a remote attack weapon to contain the opponent. Of course, she added
material to the fire extinguisher, otherwise it would be impossible to cause much
damage to the boss.

Finally, she found an empty door and rushed up without hesitation, aiming at the boss's
lower abdomen with a sharp knife. In order to prevent the boss defense from being too
high and causing the knife to disengage, she also tied the knife to her hand with a cloth
strip.

Sure enough, the defense of the boss is more than twice stronger than the previous
monster doctor, but Zheng Yingying almost put all his weight on this knife, plus the
nameless blade itself's anti-sky attribute, it still broke the boss. The flesh stabbed in.

"Aoao Aoao—" The boss gave a painful roar and patted Zheng Yingying with a palm.
Zheng Yingying wanted to pull out the knife, but couldn't pull it out for a while, and could
not abandon the knife. He could only borrow his huge body as much as possible to hide
his body and hang himself on the boss.

With the power of a palm, even though the cloak of Vientiane, the boss almost smashed
Zheng Yingying's shoulder, but at the same time he also hurt himself by mistake. Meng
Yufei took the opportunity to shoot with two knives stabbing a blood hole in the boss.

In the first level, after experiencing all the choices in life, Jin Cheng finally saw the last
street sign-death.

This road is not the same as the previous one. The road ahead is divided into many
forks and requires players to choose. And now, many fork roads are gathered here and
become the only road.

How many forks are there here? Countless, because there is a fork above the fork, like
a prosperous branch of a tree, endless.

"Different paths lead to the same goal." Leng Miao, who was silent all the way, said
these four words.

The five players who followed were supporting each other, looking at the countless
number of forks, they couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. They all came to the same
destination, no matter what, they all came to an end.

The five of them sat on the ground and gasped for a moment, each with a small wound
on his body, describing the embarrassment.

For more than five hours, they kept playing and making choices, and they had no
chance of breathing. Not to mention that this is completely a Sims, taking the most
difficult path, playing the most difficult monster, looking back at the future, and I don’t
know how I can support it.

For the first time in his life, seeing the word "death" made people cry.
"Then." Suddenly, Jin Cheng threw a few bottles of therapeutic medicine, just one bottle
per person.

Players were still polite with him at this time, and quickly drank, fearing that Jin Cheng
would go wrong and say something wrong. Not afraid that the enemy is too strong, but
afraid of teammates too fierce.

After drinking the healing potion, several people finally breathed a sigh of relief, so they
had the leisure to think about other players. Those people walked differently from them,
maybe they walked and scattered at other forks, and they don't know where they are
now or whether they are alive.

Thinking about this, someone subconsciously looks at other forks, but it doesn't look like
someone came.

"Let's go." Jin Cheng really didn't set aside much rest time, he said a word, and he
embarked on the journey of "death" firmly.

Players have vigorously chased them up, walked for about five or six minutes, and
finally saw the boss of this last level.

Two green skin monsters, one left and one right, blocked the way. They are tall, with a
height of more than three meters, their calves are developed, their ears are large, their
hands are huge sickles, and then look at the giant feet.

Jin Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly—minded attack boss.

Agile attack type, fast speed and strong explosive power, is the last thing that Jin Cheng
wants to encounter among all the bosses. Because for his long-range archer, this will
greatly reduce his hit rate.

Fortunately, however, he brought cold eyes.

"Dear friends, it's time to be lazy." Jin Cheng turned back and smiled and blinked at the
players behind him. "If you don't want to die, it's best to stay away. Next, we are the cold
magician. Shoti."

Leng Miao looked sideways and really wanted to kill him directly. Looking back, the five
players stepped back three steps in the cold eyes of the big brother, and then laughed
again, and then took five steps back.

Just two breathing kung fu, five people have returned to the intersection.

"What's wrong with the magician, do you still need their help?" Jin Cheng said coolly.

"Shut up." Leng Miao blacked.

"I can't shut my mouth." Jin Cheng spread his hand, then took out the mechanical bow
and put it in his hand. Yu Guang glanced at the two guards and said, "You use magic to
limit their range of activities. I am the main attacker. ."

Leng Miao, who is good at space-based magic and became famous for his "air
captivity", is the nemesis of all agile bosses. Jin Cheng took him, and turned out that he
had taken a fancy to his "big crack" technique. If Xiao Tong refused to let them go, he
could use the big crack technique to transfer space. No matter how powerful Xiao Tong
is, there are no twelve movements that can imprison a region as powerful as it is. I can
still escape if I want to escape.

I just didn't expect that at this last level, Leng Miao's magic can still be of great use.

Although Leng Miao has a bad temper, he can move his hands unambiguously. Seeing
Jin Cheng already had an idea, he was no longer talking nonsense with him. The staff
slipped out of his sleeve. The shot was an air wall, separating the two bosses.

Then he was an air cage, covering one of the bosses.

The monster was triggered, and two sickle-shaped hands immediately waved towards
the prison cage, which was extremely fast, and only a few clicks cracked the
transparent cage. But at the same time, Jin Cheng's metal arrow shot, or split arrow.

Leng Miao stared at it nicely. When the metal arrow was about to enter the monster
within five meters, he immediately removed the cage and gave way to the arrow. The
response of the monster is not unpleasant, but it is too fast, and it can't be too fast.

"Poof!" An arrow was inserted into the monster's shoulder, almost penetrating it.

The five players who retreated to the intersection saw the two big guys easily take the
first drop of blood. Rao was playing along the way, and his face inevitably showed a
surprised expression.

On the other hand, Tang Cuo's health has dropped to 21.

It was only thirty seconds before the battle started.

In just thirty seconds, Tangcuo's brain was like a clockwork machine, and every move
was the result of inferring countless plans.

This is also due to the increased intelligence points given to him by the dozens of soul
light groups. Although it is impossible to improve his IQ, in the short one second, Tang
Cuo’s spiritual sea time seems to slow down, allowing him to think More.

Three minutes, it sounds very short, but Xiao Tong's attack power is too high. As long as
he is hit with all his strength, it may be the result of the direct return of his health to zero.

What does Tangcuo have?

Horror doll? This has a limited resistance to the string of golden bells.

Sprint? Walk in the air? Fireball? These little means seem to be useless to Xiao Tong.
The card has been used up, and the revolver and Gatling cannot cause any harm to
Xiao Tong. The only thing left is-
Moonlight tide!

The sudden burst of magic torrents and attacks from legendary equipment made Xiao
Tong have to quickly retreat. At this time, Tangcuo couldn't save more tombstones. The
moonlight tide chased Xiao Tong, and everything he went to turned into powder,
dissolved in the moonlight.

Xiao Tong retreated no matter how fast, but the torrent that broke out at this moment, he
was flooded by moonlight in the blink of an eye.

Tang Cuo did not dare to relax his vigilance. The obscure magic spell was pronounced
from his mouth. With just a few breaths, many small fireballs gathered around him.

Because of the increase in intelligence points and the increase in "a magic stone", he is
now making fireballs very fast, almost instantaneously, and mantras are only auxiliary.
Facing Xiao Tong, he did not dare to relax.

About fifteen seconds later, the moonlight dissipated and Xiao Tong's figure reappeared
in the cemetery. Although the clothes on his body were damaged and there was a trace
of blood on his cheeks, he stood on a black stick and grinned at the corner of his mouth,
still looking so breezy.

"Are there any?" Xiao Tong asked. He watched Tang Cuo's first two fights and knew that
he must have a hole card, but he didn't expect that he would take it out so early, it was
still a big one.

The legendary equipment is really exciting.

Despite psychological preparation, Tang Cuo's heart sank when he saw Xiao Tong
appearing almost unscathed. These three minutes are more fun than equal fights.

Xiao Tong saw that he did not answer, and did not care to delay these two seconds. His
eyes swept the fireballs around him, and there was a hint of playfulness on his face,
"Sparkling fire? No, just small fireballs."
What fame can some small fireballs make? Xiao Tong was looking forward to it, but
Tang could not move, so he had to do it.

"Huh!" Tang Cuo only felt a flower in front of him, and Xiao Tong, who had originally
stood at the other end of the cemetery, appeared in front of him. The black stick flicked
like a lightning, hitting his head heavily.

On the occasion of a desperate attack, Tang Cuo turned his body sideways and raised
his sword to block. However, the power of this blow was too great. The sword of ruling
had just come into contact with Wujie. Tang Cuo felt that a great force shot the whole
body, and his bones should be broken, not to mention Xiao Tong's wrist because of this
blow. The string of golden bells began to ring again.

"jingle."

Tang Cuo immediately bit his tongue and forced himself to remain calm, while the
fireballs that surrounded him suddenly exploded.

Even if there were a thousand fireballs, Xiao Tong did not pay any attention to it, but at
the moment the fireball burst, Xiao Tong smelled a disturbing smell from the firelight.

Looking at Tang Cuo again, he suddenly withdrew his strength and was shocked by the
shock that Xiao Tong just made.

There is fraud.

Xiao Tong also withdrew immediately, but when he withdrew ten meters away, he
suddenly felt dizzy in front of him when he fell. And with his strong strength, he can't get
rid of this dizziness in a short time.

"What is this?" He looked at Tang Cuo.

Tang Cuo leaned on his knees with his sword on his knees, and spit out a foam of blood
on his head. Then he looked up at him and replied, "The hallucinogenic thing."
Tears of the Secret Lake, a copy of "The Forest of the Elves" is produced, a gift from the
unicorn Amo. This is a high-level material with a strong hallucinogenic effect, which is
used as a potion or equipment, but Tang Cuo has never taken the usual path, mixing a
drop of tears into a sudden fireball.

The advanced materials of Yongye City will not be directly evaporated by the fireball
technique, but the fire can evaporate this tear into water mist and spread it at the fastest
speed.

At this point the time passed by one minute and forty-six seconds.

Xiao Tongxing was greatly increased, and Tangcuo took this opportunity to administer
the last potion. No way, his health is only 3 after a single blow.

With the increase of his points, the proportion of health value that a therapeutic agent
can supplement also decreases. It took only a whole stub to return to 95.

"There is still more than a minute, how do you hold on?" Xiao Tong nodded his
forehead, his brain was still a little dizzy, but this did not affect him to tease children.

Tangcuo "hardened."

Xiao Tong didn't expect that he really answered, this answer really has the style of a
warrior, and this one time, five seconds passed. Xiao Tong shook his stick and smiled,
"It has been dragging long enough, and then I will be moving."

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The warden Xiao Tong's strength is so terrifying, Tang Cuo can tell you with his own
experience in thirty seconds.

In just thirty seconds, Tangcuo's health value supplemented by healing potions was
directly hit below 30, which was the result of his use of the Holy Light Shield.

Tang Cuo didn't realize at this time that Xiao Tong had just left his hand, and more than
half a star.

From the beginning of Xiao Tong's action, all his attacks have been accompanied by a
thunder and lightning effect, which can not help but double the power, and will cause
paralysis after being hit.

Regarding these, Jin Cheng actually told Tang Cuo before coming to the g district. But
it’s one thing to hear, and it’s another to truly experience it.

Xiao Tong retracted the telescopic stick to the shortest length, and when it was thrown
again, the stick did not become longer. Instead, it threw out an arc whip. With Xiao
Tong's sway, the whip can have a maximum length of rice and is extremely powerful.

Tangcuo's light shield was forced by this whip. The shield can exist for fifteen seconds.
Tang Cuo used it to resist Xiao Tong’s attack. At first, it was okay. But after the three
whips, there was a slight crack in the shield.

"Crack!" In the eleventh second, the shield broke.

Tang Cuo flashed fast, but his arm was still swept by the whip, leaving a deep blood
stain. Thunderbolt entered through the wound and drilled into the blood vessel, so his
injury was far heavier than it appeared on the surface.

More than thirty seconds left, 29 lives, what should I do?

Xiao Tong said that he wanted to move the real thing, as if he really didn't plan to keep
his hand, and the electric whip waved toward Tangcu without mercy. His pace was as
fast as ghosts, and he was clearly five meters away in the last second, and he was near
the next second.

This is not a teleportation, because he still has his residual image on the spot, because
it is too fast, as fast as your naked eyes seem, he is just walking.

Xianting took a step like a walk, came a few meters away, smiled and lifted the electric
whip, one whip was thrown off, you can beat your soul.

Tangcuo had no chance of being forced to take a breath. He threw his hands and threw
out a horror doll to block himself a blow, but after a blow, the prop was invalid.

The Horror Doll is followed by a Gatling Machine Gun. Two props succeeded him in only
six seconds.

"Slap!" Tang Cuo was still hit by the electric whip and hit the ground. A terrible whip
mark extends from the shoulder to the waist, and the sides of the whip mark are not
only valgus, but also black.

Despite Tang Cuo's tolerance, the extreme pain caused his shoulders to tremble slightly.
The paralysis effect of the thunderbolt made him unable to stand up for the first time,
trying to raise his head, and he saw a pair of shiny leather boots in the field of vision
that had not been contaminated with a few dust until now.

"I'll give you another chance, do you want to stay in the g zone?" Xiao Tong's voice
sounded with a clear bell, making Tangcuo's brain chaotic.

He shook his head, squeezing his palm tightly, letting a stone pierce the flesh, and
staying awake with pain. He asked again, "Don't you think that area g is a prison for the
warden?"

The warden is the master of area g, but he can never step out of area g.
Just like Lin Yandong, he is the uncrowned king in Zone A and the most experienced
veteran. Anyone will sell him a face, but he cannot leave Zone A.

The reason for this is that Tang Cuo is not aware of it, but for people like him and Jin
Cheng, it is better to die than to be free.

Hearing his words, Xiao Tong smiled, instead of a smile full of scum and scum as
before, but with a laugh. He stepped on Tang Cuo's wound, leaned over to look at him,
and said, "To be honest, I appreciate you, even Jin Cheng wouldn't dare to say such
things to me for the first time."

Tang Cuo glanced at his health, which had dropped to 6. He gasped, and the pain made
him almost speechless.

"What other tricks do you have? I'm looking forward to it." With this, Xiao Tong raised
the electric whip again. His movements are very slow, it seems that he is really waiting
for Tang Cuo's backhand, and it seems like a kind of chronic torture.

"Slap--" A whip was swiped, but it was empty. The electric whip hit the ground, breaking
the hard granite into powder and small pieces, but Tang Cuo was gone.

At this moment, the interest in Xiao Tong's eyes was finally ignited completely. He
looked around and finally determined a direction, dragging the electric whip away.

Tang Cuo was kneeling on the ground behind a tombstone in that direction, gasping
silently.

The trick just now was the engraving skills of the Ivy League badge, which moved
instantly. Allows players to instantly transfer to any place within 100 meters of their
body, without any skill restrictions, with a cooling time of 24 hours.

At this time there is a three-minute time limit and the last nine seconds. Tang Cuo has
almost used all the props, skills and equipment.

Eighth second.
Xiao Tong whipped off the tombstone where Tangcuo was hiding, but Tangcuo moved
ahead to avoid the attack.

Seventh second.

Xiao Tong's whip chased Tang Cuo away.

Sixth second.

Tangcuo fled in embarrassment, and his health dropped to 4.

Fifth second.

Earth motion, ice shield, fireball, etc., all the available tricks are used, and Tangcuo has
won a precious second.

The fourth second.

Xiao Tong lashed onto Tang Cuo's ankle and yanked him to the ground. "I caught you."

The third second.

Suddenly, a smog of smoke exploded from Tang Cuo, and for a moment, Xiao Tong lost
Tang Cuo's figure again. At first he thought it was a teleport again, but soon he realized
that it was just a transformation.

Tang Cuo became a black cat and escaped from the shackles of the electric whip with
his petite body. But this is not a skill, but from Tang Cuo's reward from "Decisive Devil
City"-transformation into a potion recipe.

He handed over the potion formula to Wen Xiaoming. After half a month, Wen Xiaoming
used his not-too mature magic potion skills to refine the only potion to be transformed
and paid for the formula. Gave Tangcuo.

Second second.
Xiao Tong's electric whip once again blocked the black cat's path. Under the action of
the transformation medicine, Tang Cuo did not go back for a while, and even the sword
of adjudication could not be cast.

The last second.

A whip fell.

Emptied.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for completing the single level "Soul Cemetery", difficulty
nightmare, rating a, and 80 character points."

"The current level is the first level, and the reward is 20 points..."

Listening to the announcement, Xiao Tong looked at the crack on the ground and raised
his eyebrows slightly. He turned around and saw the black cat appearing on a
tombstone five meters away on his right. Blood fell down his cat's palm, and Yinhong
blood stains slid on the still bright mobile phone screen.

What's the matter?

Xiao Tong put away his whip, carefully sniffed in the air, and finally smelled something
unusual. "It's the taste of time... Is time in control?"

The black cat didn't answer.

"No." Xiao Tong shook his head again. "Not only that, but also a breath of healing
magic."

Although Tangcuo won, he was still shocked. Xiao Tong is really terrible, he has tried his
best, but Xiao Tong can still break his plan in just a few seconds.

If Xiao Tong was a little more cautious, Tang Cuo died here today.
That's right, the skills he used in the last second were time pause and healing.

Time Pause The pause time is one second, within this second, the player himself can
move freely. The cooling time is one hour, only for copies.

Tang Cuo's skill comes from the copy of "Before Dawn". Compared with the time
controller Rong Yi of the same copy, a pause of one second is not enough to watch, but
in such a high-intensity battle, one second can determine the outcome.

But this is not enough, because even after evading the final blow, Tang Cuo's health is
still a little bit worse. So he used the skill of pressing the bottom of the box, even if the
health value fell even before it was not exposed-primary treatment.

Tang Cuo is a master of the whole system. Extreme treatment, regenerate health value
1, can hold his breath in the last second.

This is called a decisive victory for one second.

"Slap, pop." Xiao Tong couldn't help but applaud Tang Cuo, the appreciation in his eyes
made no secret.

Tang Cuo didn't dare to relax. Even if he won, who could say that Xiao Tong would obey
the rules? Moreover, he now only has 1 life left. Even if he falls from this tombstone, he
may have to fall to death.

At this moment, Xiao Tong suddenly threw out a therapeutic agent, "Hold it."

Tang Cuo couldn't see him more and more. He just beat himself to death, and now he is
giving medicine generously, feeling irritated. However, the medicines available do not
drink in vain, Tang Cuo looks like this, and is not afraid of Xiao Tong poisoning.

With a potion of medicine, Tang Cuo's health finally returned to 100, and it seems that
Xiao Tong still sent high-end goods.

"How long does your transformation medicine last?" Xiao Tong asked again.
"?" Tang Cuo was on alert.

Xiao Tong smiled, and an arrow step came to Tang Cuo to pick him up, giving him no
reaction time at all. This cat, as long as he grabs the back of his neck, naturally makes
him obedient.

Tang Cuo was carried by him and forced to stare at him.

Xiao Tong smiled with a chill on his back, "Poor kitten is lost, let your master lead you."

When the words fell, Xiao Tong disappeared in the cemetery with the black cat Tang
Cuo.

Jin Cheng, who is unaware of this, is still playing the boss. There is a big magician in
the space department, Leng Miao. The range of the two bosses is limited, and his
advantage is infinitely weakened. Minutes are enough.

The two are not tacit, but in the end they are all masters. With their strong fighting
consciousness, they cooperate well. As for the five players guarding the intersection,
they were only dumbfounded.

They couldn't figure it out, obviously the big boss in the final level, how to fight it looks
simpler than the little monsters before.

Thirteen minutes later, the two bosses fell to the ground one after another.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for completing the level of "The Bifurcation of Life", the
difficulty is difficult, the number of players participating is 28, seven survive, the rating is
a, and the character score is 40."

"The current level is the second level, and the reward points are weighted by 10."

"Please wait for other levels to pass."

Successive broadcasts shocked the players, survived seven people, and all the other
players who acted separately from them died. This made them very fortunate to follow
Jin Cheng along this path, but also gave birth to a fear.

But what is even more surprising is that their customs clearance sequence, when the
two big guys open the way, they ranked second? Are the other level players open?

Compared with the surprise of these five players, Jin Cheng and Leng Miao are much
calmer.

Leng Miao stood on the side of the road with arms in his arms, and spoke with dignity
and respect, "Is that you?"

Jin Cheng likes this title, so he smiles extremely sincerely, "I'm not sure, but he does
have this ability. If it was not for me to come three years earlier, I might not be able to
compare with him in terms of comprehensive customs clearance."

Leng Miao looked sideways.

He can see that Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo have a very good relationship and trust each
other, but in his view, Jin Cheng, a powerful and confident person, will not easily admit
defeat.

Love is really easy.

Of course, Leng Miao doesn't think Jin Cheng would make a joke about this kind of
thing. He recalled the scene before entering the copy, frowning slightly, "Who is the bald
girl?"

Jin Cheng smiled and said nothing.

Leng Miao looked at him directly, "I can exchange information with you."

"Oh? What kind of information?" Jin Cheng smiled a little, "I'll say it first, I can't look
down on general information. You know, I have a good relationship with k."
Leng Miao "Lin Yandong."

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Lin Yandong is going to recruit you?"

Leng Miao's face was sullen, and when he looked at it, he knew he was guessed by Jin
Cheng. Jin Cheng then shrugged and chuckled, "Your intelligence is useless to me, Lin
Yandong can recruit you, it is a reason to ask you for help with me, Miao Miu, to see
who the last boat you board."

"You are not with Lin Yandong?"

"I'm not a group, I can't tell you yet, I can only tell you that I and Cuozuo are wearing a
pair of pants."

Leng Miao "............"

Jin Cheng touched his nose, as if feeling a little embarrassed. "It's not that I didn't make
this deal with you. About the little girl, I don't know more than you. I checked with K, but
I got The information is limited. Currently, I can only guess that she and Jianghe are
mixed together. As for the combination of the two, it is not clear for now."

Upon hearing this, Leng Miao frowned.

Jin Cheng again said, "This little girl may also involve the warden. If Chong Yanzhang's
death is related to her, then he will die unjustly."

As for the details, Jin Cheng did not say anything about the warden looking for his
successor.

After another ten minutes, and the last twenty-one minutes before the six-hour time
limit, the announcement finally sounded again.

"Ding!"

"The relevant cards of the testing institute have been successfully concluded.
Congratulations to the players for successfully completing the mission "Human". The
difficulty is difficult. The total number of players participating is 96, and the survival is 17.
The rating is a, and the character points are 50. This reward is superimposed on the
level reward points. ."

"Now start to settle rewards."

96:17, more than four-fifths of mortality. Forked roads, mental hospitals, all surviving
players can't help but look up.

The players of Yongye City always feel that the sound of the broadcast comes from the
sky. They were frightened, frightened, angry and sometimes helpless to the dark sky.

It was at this moment that fear was their heartbeat, and fortunately it was sweat that
oozed from their backs.

But fortunately, it didn't last long, a bell broke the peace again. Everyone thought this
was the usual "Welcome back to Yongye City", but after listening to the content, they
opened their mouths one by one.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for triggering the Easter Egg Game-Peekaboo. There are
a total of 17 players in this round. One person hides and 16 people catch. Both sides of
the game can move freely within the four levels. Successful hiding or catching is a
victory. , The victorious party is immediately released from prison, and if it fails, the
original sentence is doubled."

"Limited time thirty minutes."

"Survival is not easy, luck first, the game starts now!"

The sudden egg game left everyone in a daze. The reward of releasing the sentence is
sounds good, and failed to say that it will die, but is the egg game in Yongye City so
easy to play?

Jin Cheng frowned directly, he was keenly aware of the game's settings.
The system says "both sides of the game can move freely within the four levels",
indicating that there are four levels in the human copy, and the map of the egg game is
directly built on these four levels.

This is still a confrontation game, seventeen players are divided into two teams, 1v16,
who is the unlucky 1?

Tang Cuo or a little girl?

Jin Cheng has no doubt that this candidate must be born between Tang Cuo and the
little girl. After all, this is the site of Warden Xiao Tong. He doesn't think any other player
can have this "good luck".

The game asked them to find someone, but Jin Cheng looked around, there were so
many bifurcation roads, the map was so big, it was too late for half an hour. Not to
mention that this is just one of the levels.

"Can you perceive where the portal is?" Jin Cheng asked Leng Miao. Since players can
move between levels, there must be portals and the like.

Leng Miao had been looking for it for a long time, and Wen Yan simply closed her eyes
and carefully sensed.

Jin Cheng didn't say anything about running towards the street sign. The other five
players were still at the intersection. When he saw him coming, he quickly greeted him
and asked what he would do next. But Jin Cheng was anxious to find Tang Cuo, who
could see others in his eyes. Everyone only felt the flower in front of him, and he
disappeared in front of the street sign.

Leng Miao followed.

The two came to the third checkpoint, Human Information Transfer Company.

Looking at the pure white room covered with blood but without half a figure, Jin Cheng
picked up the earphones dropped on the ground and listened for two seconds, then
roughly guessed the routine of this level. Then he looked at the only door on the wall,
opened the door, and walked in. Inside the door was an empty cemetery.

At this time the soul cemetery was in disarray. All the tombstones were crooked, and
there were only a few left. However, compared with the information transfer company,
the mobile phone tombstone is undoubtedly much newer. Jin Cheng walked quickly in
front of those still bright screens. It is estimated that this is probably a copy of
reasoning.

Judging from the scattered footprints on the ground but almost the same size, there
seems to be only one player in this copy.

Leng Miao saw him suddenly squat down and walked behind him.

Jin Cheng pointed to the footprints on the ground and said, "This is the stamp of military
boots. Our warden has been here and there are whip marks on the ground."

After finishing the speech, Jin Cheng circled again in the cemetery. He followed the
traces left by the fighting, stopped while walking, and soon picked up a broken rag doll
from the ground.

He remembered that this was the reward item Tang Cuo got in the copy of "Before
Dawn". In other words, if this is really a single level, then Tangcuo is the one in this
level.

"Cat paw prints." Leng Miao's voice also came from behind.

Jin Cheng looked back and saw the little plum seal. He suddenly remembered
something and narrowed his eyes slightly. Single level, warden Xiaotong, egg game,
and the 1v16 setting-

"What kind of cat did I hide? It turned out to be my cat."

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 112:
Peekaboo
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"This is a violation."

A black cat sat expressionlessly in a small iron cage on a flower stand. On the left is a
pot of green dill, on the right is a pot of monstera, which makes his body extremely
petite. As for why a black cat can see the expressionless face, of course, it is because
the black cat's body has an expressionless soul.

Some people call it cold, and Tang Cuo calls it energy saving.

This is Xiao Tong's monitoring room. He sat back in his chair again, made a new cup of
coffee, and added a lot of sugar. Regarding Tang Cuo’s accusation, Xiao Tong took a
sip of coffee and replied slightly with pleasure, "My site, of course, I will make the rules.
Jin Cheng is not very powerful, if you really have a good heart, then no matter where
you are, He will find you."

At the end, he asked Tang Cuo "Drink coffee?"

Can sweet coffee be sweet? Tang Cuo raised his cat's paw and refused.

Then he looked at the four monitoring light screens directly opposite. The picture on the
light screen made him understand that this might be a space independent of the level,
and it was Xiao Tong's private place.
Xiao Tong brought him here, and then the egg game was triggered, but if this is really
independent of the level, then his "cat" can never be found.

This is not a violation?

At this time, Tang Cuo saw that Jin Cheng had arrived at the fourth checkpoint
psychiatric hospital. Unsurprisingly, he would meet Qian Wei here, but the little girl
Zheng Yingying had reached the branch road, and the two happened to miss it.

Tang Cuo was also a little surprised when he first saw Qian Wei, but his eyes were
quickly attracted by Meng Yufei, who followed Zheng Yingying.

Meng Yufei changed his face, because he didn't need to fight, he didn't wear a sword,
and followed Zheng Yingying like a newly collected horse. Tang Cuo did not recognize
him, but vaguely saw a little familiar shadow from him.

In Yongye City, Tang Cuo had seen and impressed, as if there were just a few.

Among them, Meng Yufei is the most likely and most unlikely one, because he once
killed Zheng Yingying and sent her to prison.

During Tang Cuo's thinking, Jin Cheng and Qian Wei finally met.

When Qian Wei saw Jin Cheng, it was like seeing the gods descending, wishing to hang
himself on his lap. Time was tight, Jin Cheng didn't have time to stop and listen to him.
He walked and talked about the encounter with the little girl and Meng Yufei.

At this point, Tang Cuo can conclude that it was Meng Yufei who was with Zheng
Yingying. Besides him, who knew Qian Wei and had so much hostility towards Jin
Cheng?

Jin Cheng also guessed, but he has no control now. Eleven minutes have passed, but
there seems to be no Tang Cuo in this mental hospital.

Although Qian Wei is still a no-brainer, as long as he knows that the game is looking for
Tang Cuo, he doesn't have to ask anything else. Anyway, there is a big guy.
It was Leng Miao who knew it right, "Are you sure Tang Cuo is still in this copy?"

Jin Cheng frowned. "Do you think the warden has taken him out?"

"This is consistent with his usual style."

"It is true. As long as he is taken away, we will never win. But even the warden cannot
change the basic rules of Yongye City."

Jin Cheng said very firmly.

Tang Cuo thought deeply. Soon after he came to Yongye City, he could not accurately
define the relationship between Mr. Crow and Yongye City. Of course, he did not know
how much authority the warden had.

Jin Cheng's words awoke him.

No matter how the egg game is triggered, the real game is the Yongye City. Just like the
"lucky turntable" Tang Tso experienced when he died, no matter how Mr. Crow jumps,
he can't hinder the game.

In the end, Tang Cuo won, and of course, he was on Mr. Crow's blacklist.

Mr. Crow is still restricted by rules. What about Warden Xiao Tong? Can his authority be
so great that he can directly take one of the players away from the copy and make the
game so big a bug?

The warden is just a player in editing.

Xiao Tong smiled lightly and raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems you all guessed it."

Tang Cuo did not immediately answer, looked around, and re-examined the monitoring
room without doors and windows. After a few seconds, he made a decision, "We are in
a mental hospital."
If the warden doesn't have such great authority, then this room must be in the copy.
Tang Cuo has seen the details of the four checkpoints on the surveillance screen. Only
the mental hospital can hide such a room.

The question now is how to convey this message to Jin Cheng.

"Speak it out, don't be afraid that I kill you now? The rules are dead, people are alive.
Killing a player in the copy is at most my work error. At least your corpse is still here,
and they can count it if they find it. Victory does not conflict with the rules. In this
respect, I am much freer than Mr. Crow." Xiao Tong put down his coffee and looked at
Tang Cuo with a smile.

Tang Cuo did not doubt Xiao Tong's words, and even caught a flash of murderous
intention in his smiling eyes, which made people's backs cold. But the more this is, the
more it cannot be avoided.

"Kill me, the game will not be fun." Tang Cuo said.

"Really." Xiao Tong's smile grew stronger and more infiltrating, and he was sitting on the
chair so lazily, his legs overlapped, and his right hand twiddled his stick and looked at
Tang Cuo. , Seems to be considering whether to do it.

Tang Cuo was full of vigilance, but he remained immobile.

The air froze for a while.

Xiao Tong's speed of hitting the stick was getting slower and slower, and it seemed that
he was about to make a decision. However, at this moment, he seemed to perceive
something, looking up forward, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to be able to see
through the wall.

"It seems you have had good luck," he said, standing up and disappearing into the room
in one step.

gone?
Tang Cuo did not act rashly, and waited a while to confirm that there was nothing
strange in the room before lifting a pedal to the cage-no pedaling.

This cage seems to be a special item. It looks rusty. The average size of a basketball is
stunned. After Tang Cuo became a cat, not only could not use the knife, but Li seemed
to be confined by this small body. He kicked for a long time without moving a centimeter.

The expressionless cat became a tired cat with **** paws.

Tang Cuo didn't really want Jin Cheng to see himself like this, but since it was a
confrontation game, there must be one side winning and the other side losing.

If Tang Cuo couldn't go out, Jin Cheng and 15 other players would have to accept
punishment, and there was a bad luck like Qian Wei. Tang Cuo didn't know how he was
imprisoned. How long was his sentence, but Tang Cuo became the loser is obviously
more cost-effective.

Because he has no sentence, even if it doubles, it is still 0.

Thinking of this, Tang Cuo did not hesitate, rubbed a fireball and tried to throw it at the
light screen of the mental hospital. The fireball technique of rubbing the cat's claws,
without the blessing of the staff or enchanted items, wobbled and wobbled close to the
light screen.

The sound of "Bao" actually went in.

With the sound of "Boom--", a meteor fell off the psychiatric hospital, blowing up half of
the canopy outside the building.

"What? What is this? Meteorite?"

"God punishment? Don't you say peekaboo!"

"Look, look again!"

"Ouch I go!"
The surviving players protruded their heads from the windows of different floors one by
one, and saw another fire meteor smashing down, retracting them in unison, closing the
windows, all in one go.

On the other side, Tang Cuo was stunned when he saw the picture in the monitor. The
two cat paws rubbing the fireball stiff there, neither rubbing nor rubbing.

Wait, what about Meng Yufei?

Tang Cuo quickly found Zheng Yingying and Meng Yufei who were still looking for
people in the first level. These two people should not know that the target person was
him, so they just walked with the feeling.

"Go." Tangcuo throws an ice cone to Meng Yufei.

"Fuck--" Meng Yufei saw the "Dinghaishen Needle" smashed into the sky, and was so
shocked that his tone was split. He hurried to avoid it, but the road was so wide, the ice
cone hit the ground, the broken ice splashed, and his face hurt.

Zheng Yingying wrapped the cloak of Vientiane tightly and stood far away.

Bingcong also gave Tangcuo some inspiration. He quickly coagulated a small ice bead,
**** cat claws, and then thrown into Jin Cheng's light screen.

"Boom!" Shake the mountain for a while.

All players opened the window again and carefully looked at the giant ice hockey puck
that had fallen into the yard, and half of them smashed into the soil, still exuding the
chill. Especially the ice hockey is also painted with blood, which is horrible and bloody.

"What is the pattern, is it a flower?"

"What is the paw print of a beast! Or an alien!"

"Are there any bosses in the egg game?"

In the voice of discussion, Jin Cheng jumped from the second floor through the window,
and landed steadily on the ice hockey. He squatted down and looked down at the
plum-shaped blood mark to make sure it was the shape of a cat's paw.

Tang Cuo...Is this a prehistoric giant cat? Is Wen Xiaoming's transformation medicine so
unreliable?

"Tang Cuo? Where are you?" Jin Cheng shouted to Tian. If Tang Cuo can use this ice
hockey to remind him, maybe he is watching here and can hear his own words.

At this time, there are 13 minutes before the end of the 30-minute time limit.

Tang Cuo confirmed that Jin Cheng understood the current situation and thought about
it, and immediately took out the Long Yan pen and RMB. The Longyan Pen is a reward
for the copy of "Fairy Forest", used to write spells, and the effect is ten times that of oral
mantras. The RMB is Tangcuo always put in the inventory, daily needs.

With two claws holding the pen, Tang Cuo drew his blood on the paper money with the
tip of the pen, and then threw the paper money into a light screen.

Soon, Jin Cheng picked up his message.

This time the stationery hasn't grown bigger, probably because it doesn't have attack
power. Jin Cheng unfolded the paper ball to see the crooked blood words, and almost
thought Tang Cuo was kidnapped. This was written by the kidnapper who grabbed him
by his hand--

I saw a red cross painted on it, with notes "window x" and "door x" next to it, meaning a
room with no window or door in the hospital. It’s easy to understand, it’s so ugly.

"Big brother, how is it? Is it my Tang brother!" Qian Wei leaned up and wanted to read
the contents of the paper and pen on his toes. Compared with Jin Cheng, he still thinks
that Tang is more reliable and more stable. He is a real warrior. He doesn't talk much
about it, and he is a good person.
"Look what, this is your love letter from Brother Tang." Jin Cheng put the pen and paper
in his pocket.

Qian Wei "Huh?"

The other players who secretly followed him, "What is it? What book?"

"What the **** are you doing?"

"Don't Night Edition Feitian Biography Book?"

"What game are we playing?"

Everyone's doubts are like waves, and one wave is higher than the other. But no matter
how long it was, Jin Cheng couldn't help but he had less than ten minutes left, so he
decided to use the fastest method-forced demolition.

"Notify everyone to evacuate." Jin Cheng urged Qian Wei, then turned to look at Leng
Miao, "He is here, but it must not be a room that we can find with the naked eye,
otherwise it will not be found until now. . I dismantled, you pay attention to perception,
and the speed is fast."

Leng Miao coolly did not answer, just clenched the staff.

The three of them split their heads. On the other side, Tang Cuo started to rub the
fireball and the ice cone, and also brought a lightning storm to Meng Yufei. From a very
tired cat with **** claws, he became emotional. Killer cat.

Meng Yufei was tired of coping, and had no time to think about why he suffered these.
He had just evaded a large ice cone, catching up with the fire meteor head-on, and
hurried away, but almost knocked his front teeth.

Tang Cuo shot mercilessly, and in an instant it was a system-rewarded instant fireball.
"Ahhhhhh!" Meng Yufei shouted angrily, withdrawing his knife and slashing toward the
fire meteor, even splitting it. It's just that the high temperature and the spark that broke
out at that moment splashed on him.

He gasped violently, his health dropped sharply, but he couldn't even see who the
enemy was, but it was not a fire that succumbed to the inside and outside.

"Who? Who is it?" he shouted while waving his knife.

The response to him was a more violent attack.

Meng Yufei hurriedly summoned a wooden shield, looked very broken, and actually
blocked a wave of attacks. But soon, the shield shattered, he was shot by the shock
wave of the power explosion, and the whole person hit the ground ten meters away, and
several ribs were broken.

On the occasion of a sudden attack, a red cloak flew over to cover him. Suddenly the
fire meteor and the ice cone came one after another, submerging him with the cloak.

Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes when he saw the cloak, but the room where he was at the
moment was finally shaken. A burst of blasting sound came from outside, and only one
or two minutes left before the end of the time limit.

The business matters.

Tang Cuo stopped the attack, so much magic spilled out, he had reached the limit, and
his head was a little painful at the moment.

The next second, there was a loud bang, and the ceiling of the room seemed to be hit
by something from above and suddenly collapsed. Among the sky of smoke and
fragments of the wall, Jin Cheng jumped down and happened to meet Tang Cuo.

"Ding!"

"Find the target and capture the party to win!"

"Congratulations to all players for successfully completing the egg game-Peekaboo. The
number of participants in this round of the game is 17 people and survived 17 people.
Since the failure was detected, there is no sentence, the punishment is invalid, and all
the staff are released from prison."

"Welcome back to Yongye City!"

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 113:

Crimson
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The moment the words fell, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng were sent out copies almost
immediately, and appeared in the home of the E District. The only difference is that Tang
Cuo still stayed in the cage and failed to return to human form.

One person and one cat faced each other, and remained silent for about three minutes,
Jin Cheng finally couldn't help but reach out and touch.

"Hiss." He was scratched hard with his paw.

"Open." Tang Cuo raised his paw and patted the cage, clapping it, very cold. But this is
not that Jin Cheng does not help, but that the cage has a quirk.

The cage has no door, naturally there is no lock, and it is extremely strong. Jin Cheng
tried several weapons and could not get it.
"This should be a piece of equipment. Since you brought it out, it's yours. I'll ask Wen
Xiaoming to come over and see what's in it." Jin Cheng said with great mouth, but he
already took it in his hand A chocolate bean reached the side of the cage and tried to
lure it.

Tang Cuo didn't speak, just stared at him like that.

Jin Cheng touched his nose, finally withdrew his hand, threw the chocolate beans into
his mouth, and got up to find Wen Xiaoming. But he just stood up, but Tang Cuo
stopped him again.

"Don't go first."

"Ok?"

Tang Cuo explained, "I think things are weird."

Jin Cheng sat down again, "How to say?"

"Last egg game, what was the result?"

"All members are released from prison."

In this way, Jin Cheng understood. In this egg game, no player is lost at all, but
benefited from it. Not that this is bad, but that it is so good that it makes people think
that the warden is doing charity.

Although the game is not easy to set up, Xiao Tong also deliberately shut down Tang
Cuo, but he would not know what Leng Miao's skills are. With Leng Miao in it, coupled
with Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, will Xiao Tong not guess the final result?

Tang Cuo then talked about the Soul Cemetery and Xiao Tong’s sudden departure,
saying, “I think Xiao Tong didn’t want to kill me. The egg game was also deliberately
released by him. Now in the g-zone, there is no player anymore. right?"

Jin Cheng "As you say, Xiao Tong's sudden departure is problematic."
Tang Cuo "There are still twelve movements. Xiao Tong should have a movement in his
hand, but it is not in my reward box."

Jin Cheng checked his copy rewards, and there was no shadow of movements.
Thinking of this, Jin Cheng thought of the little girl and Meng Yufei again and asked,
"Did you see Meng Yufei through monitoring?"

Tang Cuo "I shot, but he shouldn't die. How did he get mixed up with the little girl, it's
incredible."

"If he really went with the little girl, and the little girl and Jianghe didn't break up, they
don't need to control him for the time being. With Jianghe in, he can't see any waves."
Jin Cheng said, narrowing his eyes slightly, "I While playing the copy, I heard other
players talk about another interesting thing. Do you remember one of the first reasons
we went to the g area?"

Tangcuo "Chongyan chapter."

Jin Cheng snapped his fingers and said, "Yes. Chongyan Zhang died in area g, and
Tianzhi completely collapsed. According to the information previously obtained,
Chongyan Zhang was beaten to death during the riot in the prison, but the players
inside told I, bs055, who caused the riot, was brought in by Chong Yanzhang himself."

Tang Cuo was slightly surprised, "He killed himself?"

"It's incredible, isn't it? Chong Yanzhang is not such a clever person, but he doesn't
make such low-level mistakes." Jin Cheng was also astonished when he first heard it.

Now such an analysis, I feel more problematic. Area g, Xiao Tong, Chongyan Zhang,
and even area a may be what they are not aware of.

After a simple exchange, both of them knew. Tang Cuo stayed at home and waited for
Wen Xiaoming to come home, while Jin Cheng went out to ask for news.
Before leaving, Jin Cheng poured a cup of honey water on Tang Cuo and inserted a
straw carefully to prevent him from drinking it in the cage. In addition, he put a small
cushion in the towel and tucked it in. Although Tang Cuo's wounds can be cured with
potions, Jin Cheng looked at his **** cat claws and still felt that the hard iron cage would
bring him two. Secondary injury.

Tang Cuo failed, but let it go.

While waiting, Tang Cuo checked his copy reward. This time the Soul Cemetery added
a lot of intelligence to the intelligence. As of the end of the copy, the intelligence has
been superimposed to 141.

In addition, Tang Cuo is the first one of all the relevant cards to pass the customs, the
reward points are the most, and the weighting of the first place gives him 170 points.

After allocating 170 points as appropriate, Tang Cuo's current data are as follows-

No. k27216 Tangcuo

Character Points 50

Force 187

Intelligence 146

Charm 88

Rating a

Health 85

Survival is not easy, please make persistent efforts.

As for the equipment, horror dolls, Gatling guns, card meteors, etc. are all scrapped,
and the tears of the Secret Lake have used a drop, and all the other powerful skills are
in a cooling state, which can be described as a heavy loss.
One of the most regrettable things to Tangcuo is the horror doll. Although this small prop
only has the function of screaming, it is very useful.

In contrast, although the rewards given by the system are not many, the quality is not
bad.

Rain boots

Classification equipment

Ordinary quality

Describe a pair of a cargo rain boots that are corrosion resistant.

Doom Cube

Classification equipment

High quality

Description The Rubik's cube has six sides, which are different. Each side of the cube
represents a doom, which can bring different debuffs to the enemy, but which side
needs to follow the instructions of the **** of luck. The six dooms are defense 30, skill
blockade, air forbidden, skill rebound, halving health, and poisoning. The duration of the
first three is five minutes.

rainwater

Classification skills

High quality

Describe the series of cards "Twenty-four Solar Terms" Part Two. Can stimulate the skill
"weak water" to strike the enemy with a five-meter radius of rain for 5 seconds. All
successful recruits halve their defenses within three minutes.

Soul shock
Classification skills

High quality

Describes the soul deterrence of the enemy, the specific effect depends on the strength
difference between the two sides (when using it, you must look directly at each other's
eyes).

Sprint (upgraded version)

Classification skills

High quality

40% increase in running speed

Tang Cuo didn't expect such a skill as "Sprint" to be upgradeable. The bonus of 40 can
increase his speed to a level, which is an unexpected joy.

After reading all the rewards, Tang Cuo was a little tired, so he simply lay down on the
towel mat to rest.

This sleep made me sleepy.

Although Tang Cuo's soul shocks in the copy were all calmed down, he still left some
sequelae, making his fatigue even more so. The whole person seems to have rootless
duckweed floating in his spiritual sea, unable to resist, and can only follow the waves,
waiting for the wind and waves to subside.

Through the deep sea, Tang Cuo saw the old picture. There are many pictures of being
in the orphanage as a child and scenes of meeting Jin Cheng for the first time.

In fact, he could have lived, and the weeds had their own tenacity.

What cut off his last will to survive? Maybe it was the call that was dialed out and never
answered.
Thousands of words combined into two words-forget it.

The consciousness gradually fainted, and it didn't take long for Tang Cuo to smell a
scent of rice, and then woke up slowly. He looked up and looked around, and saw a
happy figure in an apron holding a spatula in the direction of the kitchen.

It is Wen Xiaoming.

Tang Cuo froze for a while, remembering that he had a universal house card, and he
was free to enter and exit.

Wen Xiaoming, who was cooking, was really happy. The little man hummed his head
and shook his head. He couldn’t tell if he was really bigger than Jin Cheng.

Tang Cuo scanned the living room again, and really saw Wen Xiaoming's big package in
the corner. Inside, bulging, I don't know how much stuff is stuffed.

After a while, Wen Xiaoming came out carrying the dish and saw that the cat in the cage
had opened his eyes and hurried over, even the dish in his hand was too late to put
down, "You wake up!"

Tang Cuo pretended not to see his suddenly shining eyes and asked, "Where is Jin
Cheng?"

"The boss hasn't come back yet." Wen Xiaoming put the dishes down, knelt down in
front of the coffee table and looked at Tang Cuo in the cage. He said, "Tang brother,
your transformation effect is really good."

Tang Cuo "..."

Wen Xiaoming "Lily must like it when she sees it."

Tang Cuo "You may not tell her."

"Cough... I already told her, she said she would come to see it in person." Wen
Xiaoming scratched her head embarrassedly, and then remedied. "But she can't walk
away for now, something happened in area a."

Tang Cuo "What's the matter?"

Wen Xiaoming, "Lin Yandong is gone. Miao Qi is looking for people everywhere. He
didn't find it. I don't know if he got into the copy or what happened. The boss said that
area a must have something to do, so he told Lily to sit in area a and don't leave easily.
"

Lin Yandong missing?

Tang Zuoli immediately thought of the G district prison that had been emptied, and
wondered if there was any connection.

"By the way, I have checked the cage while you were asleep. According to its material
and characteristics, this should be a black iron cage specially used for holding heavy
prisoners in area g. The cage will be based on the prisoner. The size of the body
changes, and it has a strong suppression effect. This is also the effect of the
transformation medicine. The reason is that you have not recovered. The cage is so big
that you can’t change it. But the black iron prison cage Isn’t it all in the underground
water cell? How can it be used to shut you down?"

Wen Xiaoming was a little confused when he said this.

"There is still a water cell in g area?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Yes, ordinary players don't know it. The prisons in area g actually have two levels, one
is detained by ordinary criminals, and the other is delinquent, both are places where
players who violate the core rules of Yongye City are detained. The water cell is said to
be underground, it is better to say that it is in a space with different degrees, the player
is locked in, and it will not be released in three years or five years. The black iron prison
cage like this seems to be only thirteen in total, each one There are numbers, different
numbers correspond to different passwords, and the password can be used to open the
cage. I see that you are-number 13!"

Thirteen is traditional thirteen, and the characters are small and covered with rust, so
Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng did not find it before.

Wen Xiaoming touched his chin and stared at the number to continue mumbling, "This
is a good thing. A cage covered it, and the fairy can't run away. It's absolutely
impossible. But the password is only known to the warden. go back……"

"There is still a place where Xu may also know." Tang Cuo said.

"Huh? Where?" Wen Xiaoming stepped closer, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Fantasy unlimited market."

"Yes!"

Wen Xiaoming's thoughts came to life in an instant, but he was a technical emperor. He
was very curious about such things as black iron cages, so he had to come and study it.

After thinking for a few seconds, he had an idea, "I can find Chi Yanyan to go with me,
and by the way, I can change some of my favorite materials! Let me think, what should I
change..."

While Wen Xiaoming was frantically painting himself, Tangcuo frowned and fell into
deep thought. Since the appearance of the egg game, he felt that things were not
simple, and now there is a black iron cage that should not appear.

What does Xiao Tong want to do?

Tang Cuo firmly believes that the appearance of the black iron cage must have some
direction, but he still does not know what this direction is. Wen Xiaoming is a treasure
trove of various equipment and props, but he knows little about other secrets and can't
help.
Fortunately, after waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Jin Cheng finally returned.

Wen Xiaoming invited him to tell him about the black iron prison cage. Who knows that
Jin Cheng's expression changed slightly after listening, and he asked, "Do you know
who was in the 13th cage before?"

Wen Xiaoming froze, "Who?"

"Crimson."

With only one name, Wen Xiaoming's expression also changed suddenly, and it seemed
to hear something terrible.

Tang Cuo immediately asked who he was, Jin Cheng then said, "Did you not ask me
last time, who is the third in the Red List? It is Crimson, the only female in the top ten,
we call her-Crimson Witch A year ago, she was the number one on the wanted list. She
was the first person on the wanted list. Lin Yandong personally played the game. We
took the effort of nine cattle and two tigers to send her to prison."

Tang Cuo didn't know about Crimson, but he remembered the Dawei suppression in the
whole city. Jin Cheng mentioned to him that the Dawei suppression was to eliminate
some fierce and terrible people, preventing Yongye City from completely falling into the
abyss of disorder. Meng Yufei was sent to prison during this encirclement.

In this way, many things can finally be connected in series. Crimson No. 13 prisoner that
was originally closed suddenly appeared, Chongyan Zhang died, Lin Yandong
disappeared.

"Crimson is out of prison?!" Wen Xiaoming almost jumped in place.

"I'm afraid it's not just that simple. Crimson's sentence hasn't arrived yet, why is it out?
Lin Yandong can send Crimson into prison, his strength is unfathomable, why would he
suddenly disappear? Crimson just sat for a year Jail, does she have the ability to kill Lin
Yandong quietly? And, why should Xiao Tong specifically remind?"
Jin Cheng threw three questions one after another, ignoring Wen Xiaoming. He didn't
know the answer, but he knew that Crimson could never come out.

"Lily will be crazy!" Wen Xiaoming looked worried.

"You go to Chi Yan immediately, if he comes out of the copy, immediately take him to
the fantasy infinite market." Jin Cheng looked solemn, and the instructions were fast
and decisive, "If Rong Yi is also there, let him go to Leng Miu, Come to the Ruby Tavern
for me together. As for Lily, hide her first, the little girl is afraid of going crazy."

"I'll go right away." Wen Xiaoming got the order, and turned to leave. Jin Cheng stopped
him again, "Wait, give me the quantum cloak first."

Wen Xiaoming didn't ask much and immediately pulled it out to him. Jin Cheng then put
the invisible cloak on the black iron prison cage, picked up the cage, and walked out the
door with his hind feet.

"It's urgent. Let's go to the Ruby Tavern and explain to you while walking."

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 114:

intelligence
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On the way to the Ruby Tavern, Tangcuo learned of the grievance between Lilith and
Crimson.
"Lilith's real name is actually Xia Li. Lily is her nickname. She originally had a younger
brother named Xia Cheng, only one year younger than her."

Jin Cheng had never seen Lilith when she first arrived in Yongye City, but he had seen
Xia Cheng. It was a young but steady young man, who was also smart and very
talented in combat. When he mentioned his sister, he always had a gentle face, as if
that was not a sister, but a sister who needed his care.

He always said to protect his sister so that she could not lose herself and lose
happiness in this cannibalistic world. Jin Cheng was still a solo traveller at the time, and
he admired him quite a bit, and asked to make a copy together.

But it didn't take long for him to lose contact with Xia Cheng. In Yongye City, there is no
reason for the disappearance of a person. People come and go, all passing by.

Jin Cheng did not deliberately inquire, because he also encountered something, that is
the scar on his face. By the time he handled everything and got Xia Orange's news
again, Xia Li had become Lilith. Her temperament is very different from what Xia Cheng
described. She always wears black clothes. Over time, everyone started to call her
"black loli".

Crimson Witch and Black Lolita, one big and one small witch head in area a of Yongye
City, Qiu Shen is like the sea.

The Crimson Witch ranked third in the Red List, one less than Rong Yi, but she was
about ten times as terrible as Rong Yi.

"They encountered crimson in the copy. The crimson path is strictly like a necromancer.
Players want to kill her, killing her flesh is not enough, you must kill her hidden life
Otherwise, she can be reborn indefinitely. She can also resurrect the player who just
died into a battle puppet in the copy, Xia Orange is also one of them."

In that copy, Crimson killed Xia Cheng, and resurrected him, so that Lilith, who had
collapsed, had to kill him personally.
"As you say, is Crimson a hole in the rules of the Yongye City? As long as she hides the
life box in the Yongye City, no matter how many times she dies in the copy, she can be
resurrected indefinitely. And kill in the Yongye City. To die her, just let her go to jail,
unless-you destroyed her life box in the prison." Tang Cuo said.

"Yes, we had planned this way from the beginning. It was not only her who walked the
Necromancer route in the city of Yongye, but she was the only one who could be
resurrected indefinitely. The thing of the life box is also a legendary equipment. Crimson
relies on this The piece of equipment stands in an invincible position. The equipment
comes from Yongye City, and her behavior conforms to the iron law of'survival is justice',
so Yongye City can acquiesce to her existence. But after all, she drilled a hole, so when
she was Only when she is locked in the g zone will she receive the most severe
punishment-before that, the water cell has not been opened for a long time. Once she is
locked in, as long as she masters the life box, we can definitely kill her."

The city's Tai Wai squad almost mobilized more than half of the players in Area A. This
eradication campaign led by players from the Red List occupying absolute highlands
was like a thunderstorm from the beginning. There was no room for turning around.

Only a few talents know that the real purpose of this operation is deep red.

"What the **** did she need to do so much?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Crimson at that time, has reached the point of murder and pleasure. As long as there is
a copy of her, no matter how many people, in the end, only one lucky person will
survive. Because Crimson wants him to come out alive and tell everyone else, everyone
The more afraid she is, the happier she will be." Jin Cheng said.

After hearing this, Tangcuo was silent for a moment, and asked, "Lilith, is this the lucky
one?"

Jin Cheng did not answer, it was the default. After a pause, he said again, "Worse,
Crimson got the second movement."

Number two.
In Tang Cuo's heart, the No. 2 movement was second only to the No. 1 movement, and
the power might be beyond expectations. He didn't dare to imagine what would be the
effect if Crimson used it.

"We laid out for a whole month, and finally killed her in prison, and got clues about the
life box. But when we looked for it, the life box disappeared."

Today, Jin Cheng still has a cold tone when he mentions it. Combining with what is
happening now, he didn't ask Tang Cuo, but he took the initiative to raise doubts. "At
that time, there were me, Lin Yandong, Rong Yi, and Chong Yanzhang who knew the
clues of the fate."

Now it seems that the problem is mostly with Chongyan Zhang, but he is dead.

Tang Cuo asked, "What about the second movement?"

Jin Cheng shook his head. "It disappeared with the life box. If it is still in crimson hands,
it will be bad."

Between the two, the two reached the door of the Ruby Tavern. What is different from
the past is that this time k actually sat near the door and waited for them, it seems that
they expected to come.

"Only you? What about your apprentice?" K looked at Jin Cheng behind him.

Jin Cheng didn't want to explain to him, so he walked into the box. The cage is very
heavy, that is, Jin Cheng's strength plus the blessing of the metal power, it can only be
moved, put on the table with a "dong", and frightened K.

"What did you bring?" K was an intelligence guy. His eyes were venomous, and he soon
guessed that something was wrapped in an invisibility cloak. But he could not guess
that Jin Cheng would answer him like this-

"Bring your family to attend." Jin Cheng lifted the invisibility clothes and moved the cage
so that Tang Cuo could be closest to him.
"Are you **** poisonous?" K looked left and right, they were all cats. After being
surprised and reacting again, Yongye City didn't have any animals, so he was even
more surprised and couldn't help reaching out to touch.

A cup flew over and nearly smashed his just-pressed nose.

K sideways avoided, "Are you as far as?"

Jin Cheng sat down opposite him, "As for ah, take back your disgusting sight, we
haven't eaten dinner yet."

"Huh."

"Why don't you get some food?"

K really wanted to turn his face in public with him. He opened a pub, not a restaurant.
But he hasn’t seen a living cat in years, and it’s immoral to make a poor kitten hungry,
even if the soul of Jin Cheng’s boyfriend actually lives in the kitten’s body. So k
reluctantly found a waiter and asked him to prepare a meal.

As for Tangcuo, after entering the tavern, he kept his cold, without saying a word.

At this moment, he can finally understand the majority of cat friends, why he always said
that the earth is stupid. If he were really a cat, he would not want to meow.

Dismissing the waiter, K sat down and said in earnest, "I know what you came to find
me, Lin Yandong suddenly disappeared, I can only tell you that I didn't get any news,
and I dare not guarantee—"

Jin Cheng interrupted him, "I'm not here to buy news from you, I'm here to sell news."

"Sell?" K raised an eyebrow.

"A big fish, it depends on whether you can afford it." Jin Cheng smiled.

K has been doing business for so many years, it is not that he has not received
intelligence from outside, but looking at Jin Cheng like this, it is to ask the lion to speak.
He beat the table with his fingers, thinking for two seconds, and asked, "How do I
believe you, wouldn't I just get a message to pit me?"

You are not doing this kind of thing.

Jin Cheng knocked on the cage and showed him the "Thirteen".

When k saw the number, his face immediately changed. After a few seconds of silence,
he said, "What price do you want? Points, or exchange information?"

Jin Cheng "Three pieces of information. One, I want you to tell me honestly whether the
copy that Lin Yandong and Black Hat had together was related to the copy of the
Western Fantasy that I triggered."

k Listening to him, he knew that he was basically sure, and it would be meaningless to
deny it again, ""July Rose", hidden copy. The trigger item of the copy was originally
found by the black hat and his companions, you know Yong Ye Many of the hidden
copies of the city did not limit the number of people. Later, Lin Yandong got the news
from nowhere, and took the initiative to find it to join. As for the other, I don’t know."

"I don't know the rest", this is K's mantra. Jin Cheng didn't believe him, and asked,
"What about the fortune-teller of Area B?"

k "This is the second piece of information?"

Jin Cheng "What do you say?"

K rolled his eyes, "He was taken by Lin Yandong, don't ask me what they have to do
with me. I'm a good intelligence dealer, but I'm not an omnipotent god."

Jin Cheng closed when he saw it, and raised two fingers, "The second piece of
information, the second movement."

k didn't answer immediately. He picked up the red wine on the table and poured himself
a glass, then took a sip before slowly asking "why do you think I would know? If I knew, I
would still listen to you nagging here? Even crimson now Standing in front of me, I will
not bird her."

Jin Cheng "Don't forget, the news that Crimson got the No. 2 movement was revealed
from you. You made a lot of money."

k "This does not mean that I still know where it is now, and why do you never doubt that
the No. 2 movement had changed its ownership a year ago?"

Jin Cheng "Lin Yandong?"

k shrugged, "Why do you think he is?"

"Besides him, who else in Yongye City can hold the second movement on the bottom of
the box?"

"You make a lot of sense, but these are just speculations after all. The crimson box of
life and the second movement are missing at the same time, and no one knows who
took them away. Of course, I won't know."

At this time, Tangcuo, who had been silent, finally spoke, "Chongyanzhang may know
that he knows, and Jianghe may also know."

"Huh?" K raised his eyebrows at him, his eyes full of curiosity and surprise. "How come
you think of Chongyan Zhang and Jiang He?"

Tang Cuo was a black cat with no expression on his face, and asked, "When did Jiang
He appear next to Chongyan Zhang?"

k "As we all know, a year ago."

Tang Cuo "When did Crimson go to jail?"

Jin Cheng "It is well known that a year ago."

K stopped working, put down the glass, tilted Erlang's legs, and embraced his arms,
"How do I think you are together to despise my IQ?"
Tang Cuo turned to look at Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng cleared his throat and said, "These are just speculations after all, and we just
say it casually. Chongyan Zhang is now dead, but the No. 13 black iron cage appeared
at this time, Lin Yandong suddenly disappeared again, you don’t think it is too
coincidental. Yet?"

"Coincidentally I don't know, but I really don't know where the second movement is.
Jianghe and Chongyan Zhang did it because Chongyan Zhang saved his life, but he
and Crimson knew each other, I can't Ok. If you want to know, I can check." k said.

The waiter knocked on the door and delivered the prepared meal. Jin Cheng looked at
the steak that had just been fried. He asked the waiter to put the steak in front of him.
He picked up a knife and fork and cut off a small piece of it slowly, feeding it to Tang
Cuo's mouth.

The gap in the cage is too small, and even the smallest plate can't be inserted, so can
you just feed it with a fork?

K looked at his series of sao operations, and the mood to eat steak was gone. He
hoped that Tang Cuo could give him a paw, but he didn't expect Tang Cuo to break the
jar and eat it when he opened his mouth.

Tang Cuo was really hungry, and the meat was delivered to his mouth.

Besides, don’t let Jin Cheng feed, is it really like a cat, licking his head in the basin?

"Delicious?" Jin Cheng asked.

"." Tang Cuo chewed the meat, and he had no time to answer.

It was delicious, Jin Cheng understood it again, skillfully cut the steak into small pieces,
and inserted a straw in the juice to avoid him being thirsty.
K looked so indescribable that he didn't know that Jin Cheng's love was a virtue when
he talked about love. Seeing his expression, Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows with a smile
on his lips, and looked like a grandpa who "can you control it?"

When Tang Cuoquan didn't see the expression of the two fighting, he concentrated on
eating meat. It's just that the cat's mouth is too small, and it feels tired and troublesome
after chewing a few pieces of meat.

Jin Cheng took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands while Tang Cuo was drinking.
"Then go check it. The third piece of information, I want you to tell me about Warden
Xiao Tong. Whatever it is, as long as it is About him."

K's eyes rolled around and smiled, "I really have a piece of news about him here. But,
do you have to give me an explanation first, Crimson is really out of prison? Just a black
iron The prison cage, can’t explain anything. And if she is really out of prison, Yongye
City will soon be messed up, and everyone will know it by then. The information you
sold to me is worthless."

After hearing this, Jin Cheng looked at Tang Cuo and asked, "Do you know who I met
when I went out?"

Tang Cuo "?"

Jin Cheng "European Emperor Yu Yi."

"He?" Tang Cuo didn't say anything, but K was surprised. The Emperor Ou is so unlucky
that he lives like a bug.

Jin Cheng "About ten days ago, the fortune teller Yanye of Area B received three sets of
guests. One set was Tang Cuo and the other set was two mysterious people. The
remaining one was Yu Yiyi. Yu Yiyi met each other. I said that he knew the location of
the crimson box from the fortune teller."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Cuo and K could not help concentrating. K
even put his hands on the table and leaned over, fearing he had missed a word.
Jin Cheng deliberately sold Guanzi, dragged on, and laughed, making K roll his eyes,
"Are you talking?"

"Well, I said." Jin Cheng fed Tang Cuo stuttering again, and then said, "The deep red life
box is hidden in a copy."

k "Copy??"

Jin Cheng "Isn't it wonderful? The person who hides something is a ghost. Who can
think of a player's life box, will be hidden in a copy? There are thousands of copies of
Yongye City, and some copies may be ten or ten years old. It only appears once a year,
even if it is a copy that players often encounter, it is impossible to explore every corner
of it. If it is well hidden, no one will find it if it is hidden in the sky."

Tang Cuo also thinks that this method is really a wonderful sword, daring and careful,
not something that ordinary people can come up with.

"Wait, why does Yu Yiyi tell you the news?" After the shock, k began to doubt, staring at
Jin Cheng, as if he wanted to see the signs of lying from his face.

"This is called misfortune." Tang Cuo cuts the nail.

"Or my family is clever, why do you think Yu Yiyi can be so smooth? Although he has his
own good luck, it also depends on his ability to avoid risks." Jin Cheng said.

Wen Yan, k was silent for a moment, and finally had a decision, "About Xiao Tong,
according to the information I got, he seems to have a problem with his body, and he
will be locked in a small black room every day. When he comes out again, there is blood
on his body. The hands will be worn out, as if they were made by yourself. The specific
situation is unknown, but he may be eager to find a successor because of this. I am
afraid you will know the successor."

This news was received from Zheng Yingying, but the intelligence dealer's words
revealed more than one word is a loss, and he would naturally not say much.
Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow. "That's all?"

K Lao Shen is tilting Erlang's legs on the ground, "What do you want? What information
do you give me? What is the accurate news? What copy of the crimson life box is
hidden in the end, you don't know it at all. ?Dare you say no, I will drive you out now."

Jin Cheng answered this time simply, "Special trigger copy, trigger item card type props,
the specific is unknown."

k wanted to ask more carefully, but Rong Yi and Leng Miao finally arrived, and this topic
was temporarily suppressed.

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 115:

Misfortune
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When Leng Miao saw Jin Cheng's first glance, she opened the door and saw, "Crimson
came out?"

Jin Cheng didn't answer at once, but looked at k and made a please gesture. K
shrugged, and then stood up and walked slowly out of the box. Before leaving, the
gentleman took the door.

"Let's talk slowly, what's the matter to me. The store recently launched a new wine,
which only needs 88 points after discount."

Blackhearted vendors, as always.

Leng Miao and Rong Yi sat down, and the topic went straight to the center. It was just
before the beginning that Jin Cheng let Leng Miao make a silent enchantment. After all,
the defense is indispensable.

The k in the box next door heard that they suddenly lost their voices, and lipped their
lips, especially boring. He casually tapped twice against the air, and there was a
silver-white door with only one person in it, and the door was carved with a complicated
maze pattern.

K pushed open the door and walked in, and the door disappeared automatically behind
him. The entrance was a silver-white circular space. All the walls are embedded with
bookcases, and there is a staircase spiraling up around the bookcases, without looking
at the top, and in the center of the space is a huge black chessboard.

The black chessboard has silver-white lines, and the pieces are placed on the
chessboard in a scattered manner. Look carefully. Each piece has a name written on it.
And that silver-and-white pattern is not a simple grid line, but a relationship graph of
characters.

On the south and north sides of the chessboard, there is a futon, with tea that has not
been completely cooled next to the futon, facing each other.

k walked around the board in a circle, and put a putter more than one meter long in his
hand. His eyes glanced at all the chess pieces with great interest. He put out his putter
and put it on the chess piece written "Chong Yan Zhang". When he struck hard, the
chess piece was knocked into pieces, and then the light disappeared.

Immediately, his gaze moved to the piece above the piece, which read "Crimson", and
the putter gently pushed her to the middle of the board.

As a result of the "deep red" movement, the entire silver and white map changed, and
the network representing Tianzhi was completely disintegrated. The river that was
originally connected to Tianzhi and a faint light is completely independent.
k smiled slightly, hooked the river with a putter, and pulled him down to another piece.
The two chess pieces attracted each other, and a new line was soon born.

That chess piece is called Zheng Yingying.

Zheng Yingying's chess piece divided several lines and connected to Xiao Tong, Tang
Cuo, Chi Yan and Meng Yufei. K's gaze wandered over Zheng Yingying, Jiang He and
Crimson, and looked at him.

"Will there be another line here, Zheng Yingying, is really an interesting little girl. As for
you, rivers and rivers, you are going around, what kind of master did you choose for
yourself in the end..." Talking to the putter.

Soon, his eyes turned to a free piece, and one by one.

"Is the misfortune brought to the east?" To say who k sees the least, this is one of them.
Luck is so good that it seems to have no background, so far everything seems to be
explained by metaphysics.

Yu Yiyi got the clues of his life box, and was afraid of causing trouble to his upper body.
Jin Cheng sold this news to k again. K’s professional conduct did not allow him to
disclose the source of the news. At that time, everyone would only know that the news
came from k.

This misfortune leads to ah, is it possible that K himself can't be reached in the end?

Unless k doesn’t take the news out, is that possible?

No one is stupid, everyone is cracking the abacus, but k has nothing to fear, but he is
editing the player. Suddenly, he raised his mouth and smiled, then walked to the other
side of the board, and pushed Lin Yandong's chess piece into the g zone, colliding with
Xiao Tong.

"What are you two plotting?"

g area.
"You have been doing bad things to me today." Warden Xiao Tong was sitting in a chair
with his legs overlapping, holding coffee, even in the deepest corridor of the cell, still
slightly elegant.

Facing him through the iron window was Lin Yandong sitting cross-legged on the straw
mat. He was wearing a cotton and linen household suit, half of his body was stained
with blood, but the beads in his hand were still spotless.

"I was also killed." Lin Yandong smiled bitterly.

"Mr. Lin, you will cheat others. Crimson has been in my place for more than a year. Her
current level is not enough to kill you directly." Xiao Tong sneered.

"Don't welcome me?"

"Speak, come to me for something. I emptied the prison specially for you, and I will
entertain you."

"You should know that after that copy four years ago, Yongye City gave me a lot of
restrictions. It is really not easy for me to come here to see you."

"Ah."

"I want you to send me a copy. Only the copy in area g is unlimited."

"Yang Tanglin Yan Yandong, I still need to send the copy?"

"That's a copy of area c. I'm in area a. I can't reach it. And I have to go in person." Lin
Yan Dong looked at Xiao Tong peacefully and firmly, a force of convincing freedom
among the eyebrows, but inexplicably called Xiao Tong annoyed .

"You send it when you say it, do you think I'm a transfer station here?"

The voice fell and the atmosphere was a bit stiff.

For a long time, Lin Yandong broke the silence, "I haven't seen you in ten years, Xiao
Tong. I am in area a, you are in area g, even if there is only one wall apart, I will abide
by the gentleman's agreement that year, and I will no longer see you. Now ten years
have passed, I want time It's been long enough."

Xiao Tong suddenly laughed, "What a **** gentleman promises, what Lin Yandong is
your gentleman, but it is just a actor who sings on stage. After so many years in Yongye
City, I forgot how to sing it? In this way, you give Master Ben Sing a couple of words and
I will promise you."

Lin Yandong's face suddenly sank and looked at Xiao Tong, but he was hidden.

Xiao Tong just laughed, like the old prince who was a wandering old man, as if
everything was just a plaything in his palm.

The atmosphere continued to stalemate and neither of them spoke for a long time.
Finally, Lin Yandong sighed and restored the peace of the past, saying, "I have
forgotten."

Xiao Tong snorted coldly, but did not speak again. He looked at Lin Yandong in silence,
his eyes like a sword, for a long time, he said, "I am not unable to help you, and I can
also give you a message by the way-Jin Cheng set the decree with the twelve
movements, from the date the movement becomes effective, The murderer in the
Yongye City needs to be guilty of the same crime as the murdered person, right?"

Lin Yandong looked at him, not understanding what he meant.

Xiao Tong "You said that Crimson killed you, but you came, but Crimson didn't come.
She must have escaped the punishment by what means. I don't know if you are going to
use me as a hotel. No matter what game, but you have time to leave a copy here,
Crimson has time to kill your people."

After hearing this, Lin Yandong frowned.

Xiao Tong sipped his coffee, and asked with great interest, "Now, do you still want to
enter the copy?"
On the other side, Jin Cheng just explained the crimson things to Leng Miao and Rong
Yi. Concerning such a troublesome character as Crimson, Jin Cheng did not hide it at
all. After all, the original big siege, Rong Yi and Leng Miao were also participants.
Although Leng Miao didn't shoot Crimson directly, according to Crimson's nature, no
one who participated in the action could run away.

As for the section of Yu Yiyi, Jin Cheng directly omitted his name and directly said the
clue of the life box.

Rong Yi frowned, "So, Chongyan Zhang may be a crimson person? He knew that
Tianzhi had already come to an end, so he took the risk and took bs055 into the prison,
creating a riot, and taking the opportunity to release the crimson, but he did not Be
careful and die inside?"

Tang Cuo "No, Chongyan Zhang may also be used by others."

Leng Miao looked at him, "But don't you say that the clues of Crimson Life Box were
only known by Jin Cheng, Lin Yandong, Rong Yi and Chong Yanzhang?"

Tang Cuo "In addition to Chongyan Zhang, there are three others, aren't they?"

Leng Miao does not love such werewolf killing games. In the minds of these
self-proclaimed smart people, it seems that everyone is suspicious. If the four people
exclude Rong Yi and Jin Cheng here, then only Chong Yanzhang and Lin Yandong will
be left.

Not Chongyan Zhang, is it Lin Yandong?

Lin Yandong sent Crimson into jail at great expense, but now he released the people
again. What is the picture?

"All in all, you have to figure out where Lin Yandong is. If he has been revenge by
Crimson, then according to the previous law, both should be in the g zone. If so, then
the situation is not bad." Rong Yi seriously Analyzed and continued, "We still have a
chance to grab the life box in front of Crimson and completely remove the hidden
dangers."

Jin Cheng held his arms, "But Area A still has to guard against it. Most of the people
who participated in the siege at the time were people in Area A. You and I can't go back
for now, all we can do is--"

Leng Miao instantly black face, "You all see what I do."

Tang Cuo sipped his juice through a straw, his face expressionless, just watching the
drama.

Leng Miao really believed in Jin Cheng’s evil, twice, and twice in a row. He was
inexplicably pulled into a thief ship, and Rong Yi, as his friend, pushed him behind his
back.

Who could have thought that more than a month ago, Leng Miao also shot Jin Cheng
for twelve movements and was sent to prison instead?

Rong Yi "You have a big crack technique, and you are more sure about crimson than we
are."

Leng Miao "..."

Friend, do you know why you are not alive? It is because you are too real to talk. Dr.
Leng swelled in his heart, and his face was so cold that even the only friend didn't want
to ignore it.

Jin Chengquan when he should get off, "Remember to be optimistic about my family, Lili
and 10086. Xiaoya's hair is crazy, and her six relatives don't recognize her.

"It's my offense." Leng Miao refused to be decisive.

"Cooperation is a win-win situation." Jin Cheng leaned back on the back of the sofa with
a smile. "And, if Lily and 10086 have an accident, I'm the next crimson. Are you sure
you can stop it?"
Leng Miao's dark face slowly turned into Leng Su.

Jin Cheng was like this. When he couldn't talk, he began to threaten on the ground, and
he was banditous. But what he said really makes you afraid. If Jin Cheng becomes the
next crimson, coupled with Tangcuo, it is absolutely 100 times more terrible than
crimson.

At this time, Rong Yi held Leng Miao's arm and looked at Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, his
tone calm but firm, "You won't."

Jin Cheng "It's a big deal, no matter how small it is. I won't be crimson. That's because
I'm smarter than her and want to kill. I have a hundred ways for you to die so that
everyone can clap."

At this point, Rongyi was too speechless. He couldn't help looking at Tang Cuo, who
was righteous, and he saw a black cat face, and he lost all righteousness.

Tang Cuo nodded coldly at him, "He is right."

Leng Miao snorted coldly, hands in the mage robe, and got up and left.

Rong Yi called him "Where are you going?"

Leng Miao never looked back, "Area."

It seems to be agreed.

Jin Cheng watched him leave and waited for the door to close again. This explained to
Rong Yi, "I was just kidding. I am Jin Cheng, and I am kind."

Rong Yi "..."

Rong Yi also said goodbye and continued to stay with Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, and it
was easy to die early. When he left the Ruby Tavern, he thought it was so easy to make
him think? Rong Yi? Rong Yiying died young?

It's really hard to live.

Everyone was gone, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo also got up and left. When he went out,
he didn't see k. He doubted it a little, not knowing where he went again.

On the way back, Jin Cheng still wrapped the cage in his arms in a quantum cloak. Tang
Cuoshu comfortably nested on the mat, a little effortlessly, and then asked Yu Yiyi
again.

"Yu Yiyi can obviously find k to sell the news, and add you in the middle. Is he trying to
sell you a favor?"

"almost."

When he came, he was in a hurry. Jin Cheng didn't have time to elaborate on the rest of
the matter. At this time, Jin Cheng reorganized it again, but Jin Cheng was most
puzzled by words.

Did the fortune teller take the initiative to give Yu Yiyi the news, or did Yu Yiyi ask her?

"We inferred the crimson news from the number of the black iron prison cage and the
disappearance of Lin Yandong. The clues of the life box are not. At that time, the news
about Crimson began to surface slowly, as if she knew she was coming out soon. Yu
Yiyi and Yan Ye, some of them must be related to Crimson."

Tang Cuo basically agreed with Jin Cheng's inference that there must be someone
behind the scene today.

At this time, Yu Yiyi and his teammates were hiding in a dark alley outside the black hat
grocery store in the e-zone, with a lollipop in their mouth, and the probe looked out.

"Come out." He hid a little back, watching Wen Xiaoming and Chi Yan coming out of the
grocery store door, both of them still with a happy look on their faces, talking and
laughing.

"Yu'er, the man is gone, shall we keep up?" the teammate asked.

"Fuck, that's Jin Cheng's, don't kill me." Yu Yi bit out loudly with a lollipop.
"Then let's go back to area a?"

"That's even more terrible. I went out to see the almanac today. There was a blood
disaster. I don't want to go to jail."

"what is it now?"

"We also try our luck at the Fantasy Infinite Market and exchange some life-saving
things."

The teammates tried their luck as soon as they heard it, and nodded immediately. They
had nothing else, and their luck was definitely not bad. When Wen Xiaoming and Chi
Yan walked away, the two walked out of the dark alleys generously, and while walking,
their teammates sighed with emotion

"This fantasy unlimited market seems to be really awesome, you can change
everything. I think what 10086 is for is definitely good, otherwise how can you laugh so
happy?"

"Awesome, but it's a matter of luck, how can you just say a good man."

Yu Yiyi looked up at the crooked black wizard hat pattern on the plaque and narrowed
his eyes. "This is a Pandora's box."

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Wen Xiaoming was concerned about Lilith, so after sending Chi Yan out of the grocery
store, he went back to area a. Chi Yan cherished his life, not to mention that he also
changed the password to open the black iron cage and hurried back to save his brother
Tang, so he hit a motorcycle on the roadside.

The public transportation in Yongye City is convenient and convenient, and the garbage
is also very garbage, mainly depends on luck.

Chi Yan's luck is good, and a big motorcycle came five minutes from the roadside. The
black motorcycle was very cool and the wheels could shine. The driver of the
motorcycle is a trendy young man, with a metal necklace, big sunglasses, and an old
radio hung on the front of the car with a red rope. Once turned on-Teresa Teng.

"I haven't seen you before, buddy, you are such a cool car." Chi Yan, a familiar person,
wanted to whine when he saw people.

"I just rose from the f zone."

"You also want to upgrade nc?"

"This is called promotion."

"That's good, I'm welcome."

The driver sounded very happy, but did not give him a discount. From the grocery store
to Tangcuo's home, it takes ten minutes by car to drive, which is three points, which is a
little more expensive than the bus.

Although Chi Yan was distressed by these three points, it did not prevent him from
making friends with others. He hadn’t heard that mouth since he stepped on the car.
Even if the wind was strong, he could speak as long as he had the heart.

But talking, a drop of water suddenly hit him on the face. He raised his hand
suspiciously and wiped his face, "Is it raining? Will it still rain in Yongye City?"

The driver didn't hear clearly and asked loudly, "Ah? What are you saying?"
"I said, will it still rain in Yongye City!"

"What rain is it! Never Night City never rains!"

What is this? Someone washed the clothes and didn't wring them? Or pee on the roof of
the building? As soon as Chi Yan thought of this possibility, the whole person was in
trouble, and he couldn't help looking down at his hand.

The entire Yongye City is brightly lit, but Motor Benz is in the middle of the road, the
lights on both sides are dim, and the vision is still not good. Chi Yan squinted to see that
the color of the water seemed to be a bit wrong. When I smelled it again, why was it a
bit bloody?

Just then, another drop of water fell on the driver's shoulder. Chi Yan hurriedly heard the
news, and his face immediately changed, "Blood, lying trough! It's blood!"

He raised his head violently, but found nothing strange, only that magic train was still as
usual, like a flying steel dragon flying overhead.

The driver braked abruptly at the moment, and Chi Yan bumped his head against the
harsh sound of tire friction, and his brain was hurting. He rubbed his head and looked
up, the driver shouted at the front

"What are you doing? Do you know that you will be killed when you cross the road!"

Chi Yan poked his head from behind him and saw a man staggering in front of the
motorcycle, all wounded and bloodied, and he was almost unable to see what he was
like, miserable.

"Friends, are you okay?" Chi Yan asked with many mouths, and after the question, he
felt that there was a lot of blood today, and his eyelids were abrupt. And when he finally
saw the man's face, not only his eyelids protruded, his heart began to burst.

"Puppet master Yao Qing?!"

Yao Qing was called back to the soul by his voice. When he saw Chi Yan, he
recognized that this was the kid next to Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo. He couldn't get up
and quickly shouted, "Go to Jin Cheng! Crimson is in the e-zone." !"

Chi Yan took a breath, he was overwhelmed by Wen Xiaoming's popular science on the
way to the grocery store. He didn't want to run into it so quickly. How come he just hit a
motorcycle, so he hit it. !

"Quickly, let's go!" Chi Yan patted the driver's shoulder wildly.

"It's good." The driver turned his head to avoid Yao Qing, pushed down the throttle, and
brought up a dust. Yao Qing coughed up his lungs and choked out, so that he felt blood
pour into his lungs again. He took a sip of the medicine and finally breathed.

Looking up, the magic train passed right underneath the huge moon, and the moonlight
coated it with a faint glow, also illuminating the things hanging under the train.

Chi Yan also saw it, it looked like a row of sausages at first glance, and a corpse at a
closer look. The water that Chi Yan dripped just now fell off the corpse.

Thinking about this, Chi Yan's entire body felt like he had passed electricity, and his
scalp was numb. After the numbness, there was a bone-chilling chill that made his brain
stiff. When he finally got rid of this state, think about it with his rather clever brain-

When killing in Yongye City, people immediately went to jail when they died, and there
was almost no corpse accumulation. But what's going on now? The corpse, the ****
body moved!

"Cheat, corpse!" Chi Yan grabbed the driver's clothes, "Come on!"

I saw one or two bodies falling one after another from the train, falling like dumplings
into the city. But that was not a simple fall, because the body was still moving during the
fall, like suddenly being awakened by a person, the bones changed, fell on the ground,
and smashed a big pit.
"Bang--" A pit happened to be in the front, Chi Yan saw the body standing up from the
pit.

In the light of stone fire, he remembered Wen Xiaoming's words-Crimson, which is

essentially a relative of Necromancer.

"Turn around!"

At the same time, other people in Yongye City also discovered the strangeness of the
sky and were disturbed by the huge sound of smashing the ground. Those who were
still in the room pushed open the window to see; those who were walking on the road
gathered towards those big pits.

"What happened?"

"what's up?"

"Look at what is hanging under that train?!"

"Mother..."

"Then, are those corpses? Are they too infiltrating?"

The body hanging on the train was still falling when the discussion started, and the
sounds of "Bang!", "Bang!", and "Bang!" spread from all over Yongye City, and were not
restricted to the e-zone.

The entire Yongye City began to be restless. Someone just looked up and accepted the
baptism of blood rain like Chi Yan. The exclamation had not yet been exported, and
suddenly there was commotion behind him.

He turned around and saw the weird, corpse with blue muscles all over his body, dead
and not stiff, and shattered a player with his bare hands.
The screaming sound screamed only when the blood splashed on the people around.
Players started to counterattack later, but some people looked at the top of the head as
if they were silly.

In the deep night, the huge moon didn't know when it was stained with cinnabar. The
ethereal clouds are also smudged with the red of that cinnabar, with a different color
than before.

On the other side, District G, Lin Yandong finally gave his answer.

"Send me a copy." He looked at Xiao Tong, and half of his face blocked by the shadow
seemed to be hidden with pity. Xiao Tong sneered indifferently, "You are really ruthless."

After finishing his speech, he stood up and left without looking back. Lin Yandong
looked at his back and only smiled bitterly. The beads rolled in his hand. He closed his
eyes slowly and waited a few seconds.

"Ding!" The copy opened the way.

After leaving, Xiao Tongjing came to the big lawn outside the prison. His mood was a
little chaotic at the moment. He looked up and saw the cinnabar on the moon, and
remembered Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo who had just left from here. .

I have made a reminder that I hope these two children will not be killed too badly. After
all, the one-sided game is not worth looking at, and it is fun to be evenly matched.

"You just let Crimson kill in the Yongye City?" Suddenly, he looked at the void.

"The amnesty order can be handed over to her, she can come out, isn't you deliberately
putting water?" Mr. Crow appeared on the fence, shaking his wings, with a proud tone,
"Moreover, she didn't violate the rules, the players beat each other, but Yong Ye The
classics of the city, the great and kind Mr. Crow, never disturb their interest."

"You sound very happy."

"Of course, I am very fond of 01724, you see her, she is so artistic every time she plays,
how can she think of hanging the body on the train, how awesome, a good hand to
create panic, forever A talented player born in the night city! If I can, I really want to
award her a special contribution award now."

"Then celebrate with a cup of coffee?"

"Don't drink."

Thinking of the sweet coffee, Mr. Crow felt uncomfortable in his throat and turned his
head mercilessly. The next second, his figure appeared again on the spire of a tower in
Area E. He looked down and the players were running around.

Chaos, noise, and screaming became the keynote here.

Because the players suddenly discovered that those killed by those corpses,
temporarily called "living corpses", did not go to jail as usual.

They became new living corpses.

At this point, the players dared not fight hard, no one knew whether it was alive or dead
after becoming a living corpse, and whether it could be resurrected, so they hid in the
buildings on both sides.

This is the case with Rao, and the number of living corpses is increasing.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo were on the roof not far away. Jin Cheng looked condensed
and looked at the vermilion that month called her name, "Crimson."

The worst happened, Lin Yandong disappeared, and Crimson was not re-entered into
area g. They have completely lost the opportunity because of the delay in the copy of
"Human" and the need to gather intelligence and integrate information.

Crimson is still that crimson. He killed so many people without knowing it, and
deliberately sold panic, causing turmoil in the whole region. If she doesn’t engage in
such a big show, she won’t hide, and more people will be killed.
Resurrection of dead corpses, corpse poison infection, these are her signature skills.

Liz's brother Xia Cheng was resurrected into a living body after death, and then Lilis
was killed by herself. In this living corpse body, a corpse poison will be produced as the
mother.

People killed by living corpses are infected with corpse poison and become new living
corpses. The original batch of corpses hung on the train should be her mother's hand.
Before the corpse disappeared, Crimson was able to do the resurrection.

But how did she escape the laws laid down in the twelve movements without having to
go to jail? Pass a certain prop? Jin Cheng was puzzled, but now is not the time to think
about it, because Tang Cuo has not recovered his human form.

Tang Cuo also told him the bad news very calmly, "All my big moves are in a cooling
state, and it takes at least twenty hours to recover."

Jin Cheng "I think we need glory now."

Time master Rong Yi, a good player in cd.

Tang Cuo "Is it you under Lin Yandong in the crimson hatred list?"

Jin Cheng "Probably, after all, I made up for the last knife during the Tai Wai
Suppression."

Tangcuo is "really powerful."

Jin Cheng "Thank you for your praise."

Three seconds later, Tang Cuo showed cat paws blankly, "She looked over."

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"Crimson rays!"

In the distant sky, a red ray was emitted from the vermilion in that month, striking
straight in a certain direction in the city. Miao Qi carried his artillery stand at the highest
point of area a, the roof of a church-style building, and his eyes followed the ray of light,
saying where it fell, "area e."

Who is in the e zone? The answer does not need to be known.

"Aren't you going to help?" Miao Qi looked again at Lilith, who was standing on the
opposite roof. The black dress was long and straight, and the whole person was dark
from head to toe, looking more intense than night.

This man is good at using double knives, violently driving mountains and streams, with
long tassels hanging from the handles, and the hands holding the knife are painted with
red nail polish, which is probably the only bright color on the body.

"Regarding your farts, you still have to think about your master. That old woman has
such a big show. Do you think your master is still alive?" This man's temper is also very
hot. Inserted in the head of a living corpse.

The living corpse was climbing up from outside the building. Its limbs were against a
wall like a big spider, and its skill was extremely flexible. As a result, it was killed as
soon as it appeared.

The living corpse controlled by Crimson is not the heart, but the brain.

Lilith walked over and pulled out the knife before the corpse fell.
Miao Qike is not good-tempered, but he cares about Lin Yandong and has no intention
of arguing with Lilith. He didn't want Jin Cheng to have an accident, because in case Lin
Yandong had an accident, he thought about it, as if only Jin Cheng could help.

Mr. also specifically advised that if there were any problems and he was away, he went
to Jin Cheng.

But now...

Miao Qi frowned, the artillery in his hands kept on, and followed Lilith's footsteps to blast
the living corpses in the street below one by one. The two moved fast, advancing like a
monster sweeper. Moreover, there are few people in Area A, all of them are elites. The
proportion of dead corpses killed by live corpses is the smallest in the whole area, so
the situation is not serious.

Other players saw that the two of them were so fierce, and they were either watching or
watching, or were unwilling to fall behind, but no matter who they were, as long as they
were in the a zone, they understood the scary crimson more than the others.

Soon, the two killed zone a.

After entering the central area from area a, the flow of people suddenly increased, as if
walking from a secluded suburb into the downtown area. Countless players came from
various areas and ran to the game hall, accounting for the vast majority.

"Damn, Yongye City is not as safe as the copy!"

Miao Qi heard the players passing by whispering in a whisper, and she knew it. Now the
trigger time of the forced copy is shortened to one week. Since Yongye City is so
chaotic, it is better to stretch the head and cut the head. It is better to enter the copy a
little earlier.

And the more you go to the lower level, the more chaotic the situation becomes.
The weaker the player, the more likely they are infected by live corpses and the more
panicked they are. Moreover, Miao Qi was surprised to find that the living corpses
released in the low-level area were even more powerful than the high-level area. Such a
strong living body fell into a large number of low-level player groups, and the resulting
lethality is immeasurable.

Maybe Crimson's goal was the lower zone from the beginning.

Looking up, the cinnabar at that point on the moon becomes more and more red, and
the crimson rays continue to hit the location of the e zone, and you can vaguely spy on
the battle track from the spot where the rays fall.

Standing in the central area, I could also hear the loud blasting sound over there.

The more intense and anxious the battle, the more chaotic the players in the low-level
zone who do not have enough self-protection. A batch of living corpses was cleared,
and another batch was infected, endlessly.

Miao Qi became more and more irritable, and the bombardment continued, regardless
of whether other players were affected.

"Are you sick!"

"Aim and hit! Fuck!"

A shot ignited a thousand waves, Miao Qi snapped a "shut up", the red scarf fluttered
with the wind, and succeeded in dispersing everyone around him.

"Crazy!" Lilith shouted at him not far away.

"Why!" Miao Qi kept on stepping, and he was about to kill Zone E.

"How far is your cannon limit? Can you hit her?" Lilith caught up.

Miao Qi turned her head to look at her, and unexpectedly saw a trace of madness in her
eyes, he stopped suddenly, "What do you want to do?"
Lilith "Lend me your gun."

"Too far."

"I have floating skills."

"That's crimson, do you want to die?"

"Just borrow or not, don't give me nonsense, just stay aside if you are afraid of death."

The madness in Lilith's eyes was like a prairie fire, which could no longer be
suppressed. Miao Qi felt that if she didn't borrow, she would dare to put the knife on her
neck and be a crazy woman.

This gun is his main weapon!

"Give it to you if you want it!" Miao Qi threw it hard, without a good air. "If you don't beat
her down, it will end with you."

Lilith caught the barrel and sank in her hand. This artillery usually sees Miao Qi as light
as nothing, but at least a few hundred pounds.

Miao Qi didn't see her ugly, but saw that she slammed the cannon down on her
shoulders and exerted force under her feet, and the whole person immediately rushed
towards the huge moon like an arrow from the string. As soon as she reached midair,
her toes lightened, and the moment her skirt fluttered, she seemed to land on the
ground, leveraging her strength again.

Waltz. Light as nothing, fluttering, one of the famous floating skills.

The moon is very high, and that vermilion is more like an unreachable dream.

The girl in the black dress carrying the gun is like a dream chaser, even if she is
carrying the gun, she is also light-weight, which makes you yearn for it. The next
second, the muzzle accumulates a faint blue light, smashing this dreamy picture easily.

"boom--"
When a huge beam of energy crossed the sky, Jin Cheng's arrow also chased the
cinnabar, and the two sides did not pass in advance, but they won a clever word.

In fact, at such a long distance, Jin Cheng’s arrows were unreachable, and in order to
protect Tang Cuo, he had to carry a heavy black iron cage and fight back.

Tang Cuo can't use the sword, he can only use magic to assist Jin Cheng. Under the
attack of the crimson ray, ordinary defensive techniques such as ice shields and earth
walls could not withstand a single blow. Fortunately, Jin Cheng had defensive props to
prevent him from changing from a black cat to a dead cat.

Jin Cheng wanted to find Rong Yi, but there was such a big disturbance in Area E that
he did not see him.

"Crack!" It was another ray, striking precisely.

During the high-speed movement, Jin Cheng couldn't hold the cage anymore. At the
same time, he flicked and flicked out a thin chain-wrapped iron hook in his right hand
sleeve to pull the cage.

The cage was pulled vigorously, avoiding the rays and sliding towards the edge of the
roof.

Crimson rays are similar to lasers, and their power is about to pierce the buildings of
Yongye City.

The roof where Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo are located has a large hole more than three
meters wide. Although the building has not been shaken, the hole has been penetrated
to the bottom.

The player downstairs was hiding in the house, who had thought of the sky-falling ray,
directly at his feet. He was scared to stand still. He raised his stiff neck and looked up at
the hole where the gravel was still falling. He happened to see Jin Cheng passing by.

"Excuse me." Jin Cheng smiled at him.

Jin Cheng's figure came and went quickly, and he jumped from the top of the building in
the blink of an eye. The iron rope in the sleeve continued to stretch and straighten, "Uh!"
The black iron cage was also dragged down.

The black iron prison cage was extremely heavy, and immediately fell to the ground, but
Jin Cheng went to heaven at this time, because there was a protruding metal water pipe
on the edge of the roof. Jin Cheng hung the iron rope on this water pipe at the moment
of jumping.

Tie Suo was connected to Jin Cheng at one end and a black iron cage at the other. This
was the lever. Jin Cheng pryed himself with the weight of the prison cage. It took only
half a second for the cage to hit the deep hole and Jin Cheng was pulled up again.

The water pipe is not heavy enough to support, but half a second is enough.

Jin Cheng let go of the ropes, bent his bow, and made an arrow while he was in the air.
He was about to rise to the highest point, and his fingers were crimson, all in one go.
The arrow name "tracking arrow" is equipped with the skill-shooting the sun.

At this moment, Lilith's gun also came to Crimson.

"Magic Armed Gun Barrel", this is the name of Miao Qi's gun. With maximum power, it
can output an energy cannon equivalent to the level of magic ban. However, it cannot
be positioned, so you need to aim yourself.

A big move like Crimson Ray also has disadvantages, that is, it must stand up and
attack, and it must not be displaced during the release process, otherwise it will be
interrupted.

Hiding and not hiding is a choice, but under Jin Cheng’s tracking arrow, Crimson has to
avoid it. No one can escape Jin Cheng's tracking arrows, and can only resist.

So in the eyes of everyone, cinnabar quickly fell, and soon broke away from the full
moon. She interrupted the ray and escaped this shot of Lilith, but Jin Cheng's arrow was
hotly pursued.
At first no one saw the arrow. It was deep at night and it was unremarkable.

However, after Crimson took the initiative to block, the energy burst suddenly exploded
like the sun. The moon is above, the sun is below, and the sun and moon shine
together. Such a spectacle is the first to be seen even in Yongye City.

"My mom--"

"Apocalypse?"

"Amitabha Amitabha Amitabha..."

The brilliance of the sun and the moon attracted the attention of the whole district.
Everyone looked up at this moment, of course, including Tang Cuo who was in the
middle of the battle.

Lifting the cat's claws to wipe the blood from his mouth, Tang Cuo had to admit that Jin
Cheng was handsome, cool, and exciting at the moment, and no one would not love
him.

Except for crimson.

Soon, Jin Cheng fell to the ground and immediately pulled the cage out of the deep pit
that smashed into the ground. "Are you all right?"

Tangcuo "."

Jin Cheng "I didn't drop you deliberately, go back and kneel and rub your clothes."

Tang Cuo "shut up."

At this moment, the sun's light finally dissipated, and the glare seemed to dim the color
of cinnabar, but she had not completely fallen. And the next moment, the bleached
cinnabar suddenly became bright red again, to the point where it glowed in the night
sky.

The cinnabar is getting brighter and brighter and brighter until it blasts away.
"Not good." Jin Cheng's face changed suddenly, and Tang Cuo also looked around
alertly.

Because Jin Cheng was busy dealing with Crimson and protecting Tang Cuo, and did
not spend much energy on removing the living corpses, there were about four or five
living corpses around them. At the moment, the living corpses were all looking up in the
direction of the deep red, snarling, the muscles of the whole body glowed red, and
began to swell.

And they all watched it.

Four or five pairs of crimson eyes looked over together, there might be more in the
distance. This reminded Tang Cuo immediately of the crimson battle number. Isn't the
next step to resurrect the dead body just control?

"Bang!" Jin Cheng shot with a blast, without a word, retreating with Tang Cuo.

As soon as he moved, the living corpses also followed. Bakugan blew up two, but there
were three, ran across a crossroads, and followed a group.

Jin Cheng had already consumed part of his physical strength, and was suddenly
slowed down by the overweight black iron prison cage. In addition, there are live
corpses in all areas of this e-zone, and the number is probably the largest in the whole
zone. No matter which direction you run, it is like frying fish in the pond.

This is not the same as the Goblin Army in "The Devil's Return to the City". They are all
small monsters holding whiteboard swords, and they can't help but fight. The living
corpses here are all players, and the tricks are endless.

"I think Rong Yi Bacheng is lazy." Jin Cheng vomited while running, winning in a good
state of mind.

Tang Cuo continued to take the fireball, and sometimes healed again, which was better
than nothing. The two turned the street again, separated by a group of living corpses,
and met An Ning and her teammates.
"Big Brother!" An Ning wanted to help, but looked at the number of living corpses much
better than them, and his scalp numb.

Looking up at the sky, the cinnabar is gone, but is the crimson dead?

impossible.

The enemy is dark and even more terrifying.

Jin Cheng knew this well, so he didn't greet An Ning at all, turned over into the building,
and disappeared into the sight of everyone in the blink of an eye. He walked through the
building and went out across.

After Tang Cuosi thought about it, he suggested, "It's better to put me here first. The
corpse should be locked by you. I'm not in danger for now."

"No." Jin Cheng directly vetoed, "Mr. Crow can peck you at once if you are found out
now. You are going to die. Where can I find someone to please?"

After finishing the speech, Jin Cheng didn't wait for Tang Cuo to reply, and went out
through the window.

The passing motorcycle raised a dusty face.

Jin Cheng was about to burst his tires and took a closer look, "Chi Yan, you come back
to me!"

"Eh?!" Chi Yan turned around and saw Jin Cheng immediately snapping the driver's
back, "turn around quickly!"

At this time, the living corpses nearby followed Jin Cheng's scent, protruding from the
alley, the intersection, and even the windows upstairs.

Chi Yan was so scared that he couldn't wait to get off, immediately folded his hands and
began to chant aloud.

"The gods are on top, listen to my order. There is no taboo in giving it back-open!"
The voice fell, and a crisp "click" sounded from Tang Cuo's ear. Before he could see the
changes in front of him, he found that he had changed back to human form, and a small
black iron cage with a walnut size was added to his palm.

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It took only two seconds for Tangcuo to recover his human form and to raise his sword
to join the battle.

When the motorcycle came to an emergency stop, Chi Yan rolled down from the car,
and before he stood firm, he saw Tang Cuo's sword light passing by him, and a few
times, he cut a living corpse under the sword.

The living corpse struggled and soon stopped, but went away without fading.

At this time, Tang Cuo is in Chi Yan's eyes, that is, the tiger is out of the cage. His Tang
brother is only cooler, not the coolest.

"Brother and I will help you!" Chi Yan lifted his sleeves and went up, but he had no
weapons, only a tight black metal ring on his right wrist.

As he punched his fist, the black ring made a clicking sound and suddenly split apart,
turning into armor fragments and reassembling. In just one breath, Chi Yan's right hand
was fully armed.

"Bang!" Chi Yan knelt on one knee and hit the ground with a punch.
The hard black stone ground cracked inch by inch, and all living corpses within 10
meters of the body around Chi Yan were all swayed. Tang Cuo happened to be in the
air at this time, and there was no rival when he fell.

He quickly repaired his sword and took advantage of the living corpses before they got
up. Looking back at Chi Yan, he was slightly surprised, "What are you?"

Immediately, Chi Yan raised his arm and showed him his treasure, "The copy is
produced, and the future knight's exclusive armor set is called Divine Guardian."

Good second.

Although Tang Cuo was sullied, he also felt that this robotic arm was particularly
suitable for Chi Yan. And this seems to be only a part of the suit. If you have all the sets,
the defense value and lethality should not be low.

At this time, Jin Cheng's voice came from above, "Two knights, did you come to take the
hand before chatting?"

Tang Cuo looked up and saw Jin Cheng squatting on the window sill on the second
floor, looking down, smiling, and carrying a dying living corpse in his hand.

"Come." Tang Cuo shook the sword of ruling and turned to kill the living corpses that
had rushed around again-the tiger didn't show his power, it was really like he was a cat.

Chi Yan followed closely, his mechanical arm looked cool, and he slammed, but did not
rush forward, only to see the stitches in the back to pick up the leak, he was hit by
several times.

His prediction is accurate, and of course, it can be attributed to his good luck.

The motorcycle driver, as the nc of Yongye City, of course didn't help each other and
stopped at the roadside to watch the show. Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo plus a Chi Yan
here, the battle he dedicated was exceptionally splendid, he looked at it with relish, and
the three of them fought away before they remembered--
"Hey, little brother over there, the car has not been paid yet!"

The driver caught up with the throttle, and at the same time, a war was being staged in
the central area.

Lilith missed a hit, but she recognized Jin Cheng's arrow, and she saw a deep red fall,
and a flash of pleasure flashed in her eyes. She then returned the gun to Miao Qi,
guessing that Crimson might find Jin Cheng, so she decisively ran to Area E.

How could Miao Qi be less than such a thing, he quickly caught up, but suddenly
glimpsed a red light striking Lilith from the side.

"Be careful!" Miao Qiyi shelled out, but the red light had no substance, and the gun
couldn't stop it.

Lilith heard Miao Qi's warning and sensed the attack, and before turning back, she
immediately turned to dodge. But the red light was too fast, almost before her in a blink
of an eye.

It's crimson!

Lilith is familiar with this energy, she is shocked and angry, and she has a happy feeling
in her heart. She is planning to pull out the crimson when she is injured. Looking back, a
black crack suddenly appears in front of her, like a cracked mouth. Swallow the red
light.

The next second, a large, sharp hand protruded from the crack and pushed her
mercilessly away.

Lilith was shuffled by the defense, and looked up suddenly, and saw that the owner of
the hand came out of the crack-it was cold.

"What are you doing?" Lilith murmured.

"Go away." Dr. Leng is very cold in the face of men and even colder in the face of
women.
Lilith was mad, but she steadfastly endured, "You save me, old lady thank you. But how
about me, it's your turn."

Leng Miao "Jin Cheng is in charge, not me."

During the speech, Leng Miao raised his staff and blocked the next attack. Lilith no
longer ignored, looking back in the direction of the attack, and finally saw the figure in
red.

"Crimson." When the words came out, the players around were startled. Especially
those standing near the crimson, suddenly saw such a person appearing around him,
and his back became cold, and they retreated one after another.

Crimson was also not blocked, standing generously in the vacant place of the crowd, in
a ragged red dress, with unremoved shackles on his hands and feet. Her face was very
pale, and her hair had grown for some time without care, and a butterfly was tattooed on
the vaguely exposed collarbone.

There is a large blood stain on the left shoulder, fresh, it should be the wound caused by
Jin Cheng's arrow.

At the moment when he saw the deep red, the killing intention in Lilith's eyes almost
condensed into substance, the handle of the knife was clenched in both hands, and the
bone ring was white.

It was Miao Qi who was the first to suffer, "Crimson, where is the sir? What's wrong with
you?!"

Crimson didn't pay attention at all. She looked at Leng Miao herself and took a step
forward. The shackles on her body jingled. "Ding Dong" and "Ding Dong" accompanied
her slightly hoarse voice, "Leng Miao, what are you? I also mixed with them at the time.
I thought you were alone and different from them."

"Don't talk nonsense." Leng Miao immediately started without saying anything.
The masters of Crimson and Lengmiao pass the trick, and the surrounding players
retreat again and again, and dare not come close. And Lilith hated no more, she didn't
hate to lose her mind, she had no tacit understanding with Leng Muo, and the number
of battles was different. At the moment, it would only disrupt his rhythm, so she raised
her hand and sent a signal flare to the night sky.

The gorgeous fireworks exploded in the air, reminding Jin Cheng in the e-zone.

"It's Lili's signal, it should have been crimson." Jin Cheng frowned.

At this time, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng had just cleaned the living corpses on a street
and gasped back to back, while Chi Yan was caught up by the motorcycle driver and
was paying the fare in pain.

When there were more and more corpses on the street before, Chi Yan thought that Jin
Cheng and Tang Cuo should not be able to stay at home, so he let the driver drive him
around the street.

In this run, people were found, and a lot of points were lost.

"Did Crimson do this purely to retaliate?" Tang Cuo felt a little stunned. Crimson just
came out, first got rid of Lin Yandong, followed by a big shot, so the big show, can be
described as crazy.

But how can someone who climbs to the second place on the Red List and makes
players in the entire A zone be jealous?

"These corpses may be the answer." Jin Cheng squatted down and turned over the
nearest corpse. The living corpse was obviously killed, but it didn't go to jail.

So what will happen if so many corpses stay in Yongye City?

In other words, what does Crimson want to do with them?

During the speech, the new living corpses arrived from all directions. Endlessly, going
forward and succeeding, as if there is no end. Their goal is also very clear, that Jin
Cheng, even Tangcuo can not get a glimpse of them.

Too many living corpses dragged them here and could not leave, but Tang Cuo was
distracted and looked at the residential buildings on both sides while fighting.

There are so many players in the e-zone. After all, infected by live corpses are only a
small part. How many people can stay in this street to kill the enemy?

Three.

Tang Cuo, Jin Cheng and Chi Yan.

After all, Chi Yan's strength is weak, and he has been breathless for a while. Of course
he also noticed this situation. While playing, he couldn't help but whisper, "Why don't
they come out to help?"

He was so distracted that he almost got a paw from the living corpse. Jin Cheng's eyes
quickly pulled him away, and he smiled and said to him, "Because no good person can
live long."

"Brother, why are you still laughing?" Chi Yan felt angry.

"Do you want to cry if you don't laugh?" Jin Cheng asked back.

Chi Yan lost his temper, because there was no flaw in the words. But if crying is useful,
Chi Yan will cry, and he will remember his revenge after crying. Contemporary
teenagers just want to distinguish between love and hate.

"Well, ready to evacuate." Jin Cheng said, exchanged a look with Tang Cuo.

Tang Cuo nodded and the card shot.

Rainwater, the second of the "24 solar terms". Can stimulate the skill "weak water" to
strike the enemy with a five-meter radius of rain for 5 seconds. All successful recruits
halve their defenses within three minutes.

When the torrential rain fell down instantaneously, Tang Cuo, the caster, grabbed Chi
Yan and retreated before the first drop of rain fell.

At the same time, Jin Cheng plucked the string, "Zheng -" the ethereal and distant piano
sound swayed in the rain, shattering all the raindrops. The rainwater, which originally
covered only five meters, was diffused.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

Jin Cheng stepped on the head of the living corpse and walked back and forth. The
sound of the piano became more and more urgent. The continuous sonic boom was like
a sickle, which quickly harvested the living corpse with its defense halved.

Fang Cai Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo can say a few words after fighting, they intend to
keep their hands, wait for the living corpses to gather around, and then set fire to empty.
Chi Yan saw his mouth open as an o-shape. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he
didn't know that he could still fight like that. But Tang Cuo's footsteps did not stop,
grabbing Chi Yan and rushing out of the intersection all the way, seeing the motorcycle
parked by the road, his eyes brightened.

"Jin Cheng!"

"coming!"

Jin Cheng walked around in a flirtatious manner. In his hand, a "jinge iron horse"
knocked down a group of live corpses that were chased with a lyrical sound. After a few
ups and downs, he arrived at Tangcuo.

"Go." Tang Cuo said little, turning the handlebars and the locomotive roared.
Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows and wanted to sit in the driver's seat, but he was afraid
that Tangcuo would kick him off, so he took a long leg and took the back seat.

Chi Yan was weak and helpless on the side. When he wanted to ask him where to sit,
he was picked up by Jin Cheng and left at the end.

"Hold it tightly, and you won't pick it up when you fall."

"Okay, okay-hoo!" Chi Yan's **** hadn't touched the cushion yet, and the car flew out
like an arrow from the string. He hurriedly grabbed Jin Cheng's shoulder and squatted
down.

He looked back in fear and happened to see the driver chasing out the burrito from the
small restaurant beside the road, "My car!!!"

Chi Yan quickly turned back, "Is it okay to steal the car? Will it not be sanctioned by the
system?"

Jin Cheng shook his head, "Don't worry about him, look how handsome your brother
looks like riding a bike."

Chi Yan was successfully led away by him, carefully looked out to see Tang Cuo's
focused and handsome side face, and nodded deeply-his brother is really cool and a
man with handsome legs and a handsome motorcycle. .

Tang Cuo "shut up."

The route of the motorcycle is very clear, which is where the signal flare rises. But
before the three arrived, a hoarse voice rang in the air.

It was like a system-wide broadcast, but it was replaced by a woman's voice.

"Jin Cheng, did you kill happily?"

"That's a gift I gave you in exchange for another thing with you."
"A year ago, you, Lin Yandong, Rong Yi and Chong Yanzhang took my No. 2
movement. Now Chong Yanzhang is dead, and Lin Yandong was also killed by me back
to Area G. I don't care about No. 2 movement now In who’s hands, I’ll limit you and
Rong Yi to return it to my hand within 24 hours. Otherwise, those who lie on the ground
will really die, never enter the g zone, and never be resurrected.”

The words fell, and Chi Yan's eyes widened, almost stunned and almost fell off the
motorcycle. At this moment, he saw people in the buildings on both sides opened their
windows and looked out.

Countless people and countless eyes began to gather.

The woman is still laughing, "Aren't you smart? The time starts now."

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The crimson threat and the eyes of the players have not slowed down the speed of the
motorcycle. Tang Cuomeng put the throttle on, and everyone saw the overloaded
motorcycle rumble away, leaving only the exhaust for people to look forward to.

The speed of the car was so fast that Chi Yan's eyes couldn't be opened, and what he
wanted to say was held in his heart. When the signal flare rises in the central area, the
situation here is a bit unexpected.
The swift motorcycle let players automatically make way, Tangcuo drove all the way to
the crowd gathering place, and saw Leng Miao's figure, and then stopped.

At this time, Leng Miao's condition was not very good, because of the battle with
Crimson, he certainly hurt the other party, but he was also as white as a paper, and he
was also injured on the shoulder.

But the most striking is the girl in a black dress on the side. She held a pair of knives,
one knife was inserted in the thigh of a player, and the other came against his neck. The
player lay on the ground with sweat and pain, but he dare not hum.

This is Lilith.

Lilith looked cold and faint with disdain and anger. She turned around and saw Jin
Cheng and Tang Cuo coming, but still forgot to speak to the players on the ground, "Let
me hear you nagging again, be careful I cut you tongue."

After finishing the speech, Lilith closed the knife, and blood immediately flowed from the
player's thigh, and the blood flowed like a note. He was bitter in his eyes, but he didn't
dare to complain at all. He continued to say, "Dare not, not dare", and limped away
quickly, clutching the wound.

Players seem to be intimidated by Lilith's intimidation. Although they whispered, their

voices were not loud, and they were still far away. At this time Jin Cheng got out of the
car and it was more complicated for everyone to look at him.

Jin Cheng only walked to Leng Miao when he didn't see it, and asked "Crimson?"

Leng Miao Shen Sheng "Run away."

Jin Cheng shrugged and wasn't in a mood to tease him. He turned to look at Lilith with a
slightly harsh tone. "What's the matter with you?"

Lilith pursed her lips and said nothing.

Leng Miao explained to her groundlessly, "That player encouraged others to punish you
and asked you to hand over the second movement."

Hearing the words, Jin Cheng sneered with his arms, and glanced at the players around
him, with scrutiny and publicity as usual. Players touched his gaze, some lowered their
heads and chose to avoid, and some looked at him boldly, waiting for his answer.

He said loudly, "You are really naive. If I get the No. 2 movement, the entire Yongye City
is my world. Why should I give it to Crimson? In your eyes, is Jin Jin like such a stupid
person?" ?"

"But you--" Someone in the crowd couldn't help but refute, but Jin Cheng was
immediately interrupted. He looked over, his eyes like a knife, and the corner of his
mouth was smiling, but what he said was cold.

"The second movement is for me, you can still hope that I will save them. Once crimson
is given, do you want to kneel under her feet as her living corpse? If you have this
hobby, of course-two words Did not say."

As soon as this remark came out, the players figured out the key, which was like an ice
cave. They were all shocked by the meaning of the crimson remarks, and they were
stunned by the No. 2 movement. It does not mean that they are really stupid. Those
who can survive in Yongye City still have basic IQ.

Crimson or Jin Cheng? Is this an option?

The players stopped talking, and many people secretly wiped their cold sweats,
fortunately they didn't match Jin Cheng. But there are also many active and bold minds,
glancing around and wondering what to think.

Tang Cuo took a look at these people's expressions, but he didn't move, sitting on the
motorcycle, one-legged, like a ruthless car model.

Jin Cheng continued to feed, "What you should do now is to find the whereabouts of the
No. 2 movement, instead of confronting me here. Of course, if you doubt that the No. 2
movement is in my hands, it depends on whether you have the guts Come and ask me
for it."

When the words fell, the players lingered and looked back and forth on Jin Cheng, Leng
Miao, Lilith, and Tang Cuo. After all, no one dared to stand up. The gun shot the head
bird, this is true.

Many people stepped back and sneaked into the crowd. At this time Crimson has run,
but the living corpses are still there, so many players gather here, the living corpses
cannot come in, but the outside is still spreading.

"Go, you must kill those living corpses immediately, and no more people can be
infected!" Someone in the crowd yelled out, and the players immediately hulled and
dispersed.

Lilith saw a sneer in her eyes and turned her head, only to find that Jin Cheng was also
looking at her and laughing.

"How did I tell you before I left?" Jin Cheng tilted his head and grinned eerie.

"Forget." Lilith turned her face away, her eyes fell on Tang Cuo, and the coldness in her
eyes all went away. She nodded to Tangcuo, releasing a rare kindness, and Tangcuo
nodded back.

Jin Cheng eats by the side, "You two have a good temper against him, I will not beat
you if you please him?"

"Isn't it?" Lilith choked Jin Cheng in one sentence, and then she saw Chi Yan, and she
remembered something, and asked "Wen Xiaoming? Didn't he go to you?"

Jin Cheng "He didn't come back to find you?"

Lilith frowned. She didn't see Wen Xiaoming from the accident till now. Chi Yan heard
their conversation and hurriedly said, “We left after we left the black hat grocery store.
He said he would go back to area a. Oh yeah, I also met Yao Qing afterwards. He was
beaten to death. It should be the crimson moving hand."

This is strange. Where did Wen Xiaoming go?

"Rong Yi is gone, he hasn't appeared again since he left the Ruby Tavern. Yongye City
is so tumultuous, where do you think he will go?" Jin Cheng looked at Leng Miao.

"How do I know." Leng Miao looked pretty after drinking a potion. After all, Rong Yi was
his only friend. He didn't want to talk to Jin Cheng much. After deliberation, he had a
conclusion.

Leng Miao went to Rong Yi and Jin Cheng went to Wen Xiaoming. During each period,
they paid attention to the news of Crimson and No. 2 Movement. Whether they could
find it or not, they would see you at Ruby Tavern two hours later.

Lilith also went back with Jin Cheng, Jin Cheng couldn't worry about leaving her alone in
Area a. Miao Qi saw that they were all going back to Area E, and of course refused to
leave alone, followed by the gun, and asked him to find his husband Lin Yandong.

"You are looking for Lin Yandong, you should go to the prison to find him." Jin Cheng
said.

"Then I can only plant it in myself, but I can't save him." Miao Qi looked at things without
thinking, but didn't expect it to be clear. "I will follow you. You can save him and kill
Crimson." Crimson must die."

Looking at his vowed appearance, Jin Cheng wondered whether Lin Yandong had
blown his rainbow fart behind his back.

"Okay, if you want me to save your husband, you can help me find Wen Xiaoming first."
Jin Cheng's mouth ticked, and Tang Cuo knew what cheap abacus he was playing.

Miao Qi knew that he didn't have the qualification to talk to Jin Cheng at this moment,
he paused and nodded.
In order to find people faster, Jin Cheng decided to split up, and Miao Qi was naturally
separated. When he left, Tang Cuo asked Jin Cheng "What do you want to say if you
pull him away?"

Jin Cheng "Still understand me."

Tangcuo "."

Jin Cheng "I'm fine, I said. Miao Qi has always been the leader of Lin Yandong.
Although Lin Yandong is not here, but who knows whether he is a chess piece inserted
by Lin Yandong, some words still don't let him hear it as good."

Tang Cuo "Crimson?"

Jin Cheng "Yes."

Tang was clear.

Just now Jin Cheng solved his crisis in a few words, but not how difficult this crisis is,
but the fact. Crimson can't think of it?

In this Yongye city, no matter who gets the No. 2 movement, it is impossible to hand it
over. How about being threatened? The second movement can handle everything.

But Crimson did just that, so she could only have one purpose-she guessed that the
movement was not in Jin Cheng’s hands, so on the one hand, she wanted to cause Jin
Cheng some trouble, on the other hand, she wanted to take it away. The person who
moves is cheated.

Chi Yan was accustomed to the dumb and mysterious conversation between the two,
but Lilith saw her for the first time, and her eyes kept sweeping back and forth between
the two. If she was in a hurry to find Wen Xiaoming, she would definitely move her stool
and drink juice to see one day.

Jin Cheng raised her hand to give her a chestnut, but her eyes still looked at Tang Cuo,
"Are we looking in the direction of a black hat grocery store?"
Gao Lengru, nodding like a head of the family, won Lilith's attention again.

On the other side, it is also the e-zone.

After Qian Wei came out of the prison, he went to meet Peng Mingfan for the first time.
Who knows that Peng Mingfan had to enter the copy because the time limit for
triggering the compulsory task was approaching. He only left a note at home for him.

Qian Wei was tortured by the copy of "The World" and fell asleep on the sofa until-the
living body scratched his window and fell on him to come in close contact with him.

"Ahhhhhh!" The hot woman in the dream turned into a living body. Qian Wei was so
scared that he kicked the others off and sat on the sofa in shock.

After a few seconds, he bounced up again, rushed to the window and looked down, just
to see the magnificent scene of the sun and moon, and before he was amazed, he saw
the wandering corpse down again, thinking he was again Into the copy.

He didn't figure out what was going on until he went out, but he recognized the red cloak
he had walked from the corner. It's just that this time the red cloak has an unremarkable
man from a two-person line to a three-person line.

Qian Wei thought and thought. While he was afraid of Meng Yufei, he couldn't hold back
his curiosity, hesitating whether to follow up, and at this moment, he was discovered by
the unseemly man.

Until pressed by Meng Yufei on the ground, Qian Wei didn't know how he was
discovered, and it might be summed up in two words-point back.

"This is what you found yourself to die." Meng Yufei smiled coldly.

"Don't, don't!" Qian Wei hurriedly raised his hand to beg for mercy, "We are in the
relationship of copying together anyway, why bother to make you die?"

"You asked for it!" Meng Yufei put the knife on Qian Wei's neck, but Yu Guang still
glanced at Zheng Yingying without immediately starting.
Zheng Yingying looked at Qian Wei, his hood covering half of his face, his expression
unpredictable. Qian Weike put all her hopes on her. When she saw that she was not
talking, she was panicked, and at this moment, the man beside Zheng Yingying spoke.

"If you weren't so impulsive at the beginning, you wouldn't go to prison, and you
wouldn't be killed by Jin Cheng again." The man is naturally a river.

Meng Yufei was trampled on his aching foot, and his face was so dull that he could drip
water. "Shouldn't Chen Liu and his teammates die? I **** someone who helped you kill
you, would you insult me?"

Jiang He "This is not a curse, it is a reason."

Qian Wei understood that Meng Yufei and the little girl went to prison because they
killed Chen Liu and his teammates. Qian Wei heard Peng Mingfan mentioned the name
"Chen Liu", and his student Xueba always analyzed the situation in Yongye City.

Only Zheng Yingying knows that Jiang He actually told her. He accused himself of being
so impulsive when he killed Chen Liu that he put himself in prison.

However, if they try again, Zheng Yingying will still work.

"He scolded you." Zheng Yingying looked up at the river.

Jiang He was stunned. The river was not there at the time of the incident. He thought
Zheng Yingying killed Chen Liu just because Chen Liu had ridiculed her in the prison.

For a long time, Jiang He said, "I don't care."

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I don't know if Zheng Yingying's words moved Jiang He. Qian Wei felt that Jiang He's
expression seemed to be softened, but what he said next made Qian Wei stunned.

"You take her to Jin Cheng."

"Me?" Qian Wei pointed at his nose. "Me??"

Jiang He: "Yes, that's you. Don't you know Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo? Take her to find
them. As for what to do with him, you will know when you see him."

The second monk, Qian Weizhang, was puzzled. Wasn't he a captive? Why did he ask
him to take Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, so that he wouldn't be afraid of going back
immediately when he got there?

and many more.

"Do you know each other?" Qian Wei hurriedly looked at Zheng Yingying. He felt that
Zheng Yingying's behavior in the ward was a little strange, and he knew them clearly.

Zheng Yingying didn't answer, she just looked at the river and asked, "Why?"

Jiang He: "There is a two-way choice between you and me. I have chosen you, and now
it is your turn to choose me. I still have some things to do. If it goes well, I will go to Jin
Cheng to find you after the end of the matter. You can decide whether to follow me or
not."

On the side, Meng Yufei frowned, not knowing what the river was doing. Hearing this,
his mind was invigorated again, and Jiang He didn't mention him. He couldn't go to Jin
Cheng anyway. Does that mean he was free?
Thinking like this, Jiang He suddenly looked over and said, "You are going with me."

Meng Yufei pouted, trying to say something, but held back, only snorted.

Zheng Yingying looked at him and then Qian Wei, half of his face was always hidden in
the shadow of the hood, and no expression could be seen. For a long time, she seemed
to finally make a decision and nodded.

At the end I added another sentence, "If you don't come, I won't forgive you."

Jiang He smiled rarely, "Okay. Remember what I gave you, don't take it out easily."

Qian Wei had a sudden task, but could not resist, so he had to follow Zheng Yingying to
leave. Fortunately, Zheng Yingying didn't let him lead, he just had to follow.

At this time, there were still living corpses on the street, but thanks to Jin Cheng’s
blessing, all living corpses approached him, and the rest walked on the street, unless
they stepped within five meters of the living corpse. To attack.

Qian Wei was aware of this, but he did not know why, and could only walk closely with
Zheng Yingying, afraid of entering the attack range of the living corpse. Looking from
afar, the tall man nearly one eight meters tall follows a little girl who does not have one
meter five meters. It is not as good as the little girl who walks tall and slightly funny.

Zheng Yingying rescued Qian Wei. It stands to reason that he should be grateful to
Zheng Yingying. But looking at Zheng Yingying's back, Qian Wei felt abrupt and very
uneasy.

The result didn't go far, and the crimson voice spread all over the area.

Qian Wei opened his mouth in surprise, "This is too cruel, who is this woman?"

Zheng Yingying frowned. Jiang He only told her about Crimson and the Dawei
Suppression a year ago. Besides that, she did not know about Crimson. Now listening
to this voice, things are obviously not as simple as Jiang He said.
She subconsciously wanted to go back, Qian Wei hurriedly stopped her, "Where are you
going? Now they must have left early to go back!"

As soon as he spoke, Qian Wei immediately regretted it. What is he doing? Isn't he free
when people go back? If he goes to the boss, he might be caught in greater danger.

It's okay now, quick talk.

Sure enough, Zheng Yingying clenched her fists tightly and paused for a few seconds,
then turned and strode forward. Qian Wei was very entangled in his heart, still wanting
to run or not, he saw Zheng Yingying turned his head, "Come up."

Qian Wei had to keep up.

Zheng Yingying did not know Jin Cheng’s specific location, nor did he put his hope on
Qian Wei. Seeing that the living corpses around were all going in the same direction, he
simply followed them.

She thinks it is simple. The direction of the corpse's movement roughly coincides with
the place where the signal flare rises, and where people like Jin Cheng are most
noticeable, the greater the chance that he will be there.

But this road was not smooth.

First of all, they are far away from the central area, almost at the edge of the e area, and
because they don't want to provoke the living corpses, they take the remote path.

Secondly, they had not reached halfway, the direction of the living corpse suddenly
changed, they were caught in the choice of whether to change course.

At this time, there was a battle ahead. Several players were fighting to kill the corpse.
Qian Wei hid behind the trash can beside the road and looked at the probe. It felt a bit
strange. Sneaky?

There are still people watching the wind?

"Or... let's go the other way?"

"Look again."

Zheng Yingying said that the changing shape of the Vientiane cloak disguised her as an
ordinary young girl. She continued to watch without making a sound.

It didn’t take long for the previous battle to end, and several players defeated the living
corpse, but left a live mouth, tied it up and put it in a sack, and sneaked into the nearby
residential building.

In the conversation that came from the wind, the words "Jin Cheng" vaguely remained.

"What are they doing?" Qian Wei couldn't understand.

"Go." Zheng Yingying clenched the dagger and did not step forward to check, but
walked back to the back of the residential building. Walking around the residential
building, Zheng Yingying found a half-covered window, made sure that there was no
one inside, and immediately turned in.

Qian Wei was lying on the edge of the window, lowering his voice and asking, "Hey,
what are you doing in there? Don't go find the big brother?"

Zheng Yingying looked back, the cursed blade in his hand passed a cold awn, "Shut
up."

Qian Wei wanted to cry without tears and could only crawl in.

Zheng Yingying walked to the door and stuck it against the door board for a long time.
He heard that there were cluttered footsteps outside. When the footsteps faded away,
she opened the door and glanced out.

The corridor was empty, and the footsteps just now went to the second floor.

Zheng Yingying closed the door again, did not rush out, frowned, thinking about what he
had just seen. Looking back, it was found that Qian Wei had sat down to eat something.
Qian Wei held the thought of "come here" and just saw that there was food on the table.
He simply picked it up and filled his stomach. Seeing Zheng Yingying looking over, he
raised the rice ball in his hand and asked, "Are you eating?"

Zheng Yingying: "...No."

"If you don't eat it, I've eaten it. I woke up and haven't eaten anything yet. The living
corpse just now was scary, causing me to have nightmares and nausea." Qian Wei
spoke to Zheng Yingying while eating. For the moment, he has forgotten the identity of
his captive, and his heart is not ordinary.

"Hao, you said that those people mentioned Jin Cheng, who caught the corpse and did
not kill it, wouldn't it be plotting?"

He said it was impossible again, "Why would we be hit by such a coincidence? The
living corpse must be their friend, so I can't bear to do everything and simply tie it up."

Zheng Yingying declined to comment. She was still standing by the door, her ears
against the door panel, carefully watching the movement outside, and occasionally
glancing through the door slit.

Ten minutes later, Qian Wei had filled his stomach and burned a pot of water for himself.
The pot of water boiled and made a grunting sound. He poured a cup of hot water,
walked to Zheng Yingying and wanted to hand it to her, and saw Zheng Yingying made
a mute gesture to him.

Qian Wei was alert and started to make lips-what happened?

Zheng Yingying pointed out the door, and Qian Wei put his ears up. Sure enough, he
heard footsteps rang outside, and there was a faint voice.

"...Are you all right?"

"It's okay, why are you all here suddenly?"

"Don't crimson appear? Of course we have to come over to see the situation, and there
is a second movement, but that's the second--"

"Don't lie to me, from the appearance of the crimson to the number two movement, how
long has it been before you can all gather here? Say, what the **** are you doing with
my back?"

One of them suddenly stopped, the two seemed to have physical conflict, and the tone
suddenly became intense.

"Yao Qing, pay attention to your tone." The other person also stopped, but lowered his
voice. "You can give your opinion, but the innocence is not your innocence. We naturally
have our reasons for doing this. You will soon You will know."

Yao Qing: "Knowing a fart, Crimson fights with Jin Cheng, are you too quick to die?"

The two quarreled a few more times, but they spoke too quickly and deliberately
lowered their voices, making it difficult to hear. Rao is so, Qian Wei is already shocked
enough.

It wasn't supposed to be so coincident, who would accidentally come across someone

who plots to do big things by myself, I didn't expect it to be so coincident. He listened
carefully again, did not hear the complete sentence, but heard the three words
"Chongyan Zhang".

It's over.

Qian Wei couldn't wait to slap himself, asking you to crow's mouth, Mr. Crow's mouth is
not as smelly as you. He started frantically blinking at Zheng Yingying, waiting for the
footsteps outside the door to go away, and quickly said: "My Xueba classmates told me
that if I want to live, I have to suppress curiosity. We have no time to go now."

Zheng Yingying: "Do you know who Yao Qing is?"

Qian Wei: "Isn't it just an innocent person? All elite teams in Area A have their own
nicknames. Innocent is one of them. Yao Qing is nicknamed a puppet master. It is said
to be very powerful. His agency puppets flew away, no Nothing."

Zheng Yingying: "How is it compared to Tianzhi?"

Qian Wei: "Ma Mahuhuo, Tianzhi has collapsed, there is no way to be okay, and there
are many people. That is because Yao Qing last time confronted Jin Cheng and was
pitted into a prison..."

Talking, Qian Wei confiscated. Normally, he was a student in front of Peng Mingfan.
Hearing what he said, it was rare that he had a chance to pretend to force himself. Then
he said it before entering the brain.

When he found that Zheng Yingying's eyes were getting brighter, he hurriedly covered
his mouth, but it was too late.

"Let's dive in and have a look." Zheng Yingying gave a final word.

At the same time, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng had come to the black hat grocery store.

Because the number of remaining living corpses is still considerable, and Jin Cheng is
still their absolute goal, so Lily took Chi Yan to go the other way. Tang Cuo and Jin
Cheng have been parkouring on the roof and occupying the high ground to avoid being
dragged by the living corpses.

Wen Xiaoming's whereabouts are still unknown.

"The worst case is that he has been infected with corpse poison." Tang Cuo stood on
the edge of the rooftop and looked down.

"Wen Xiaoming's strength is not strong enough, but the name of the master of
equipment is not blown out, and he is clever. The living corpse without reason should
not be able to move him, unless-he was killed into the g zone, or caught Get up," Jin
Cheng said.
Crimson did not give much time, and it was obviously not a wise move to investigate in
area g. Because if Wen Xiaoming was imprisoned in the cell in area g, it was safe.

If it was infected with corpse poison, it would only be lying on the ground as a corpse,
and there was no way to save him until the matter was resolved. The only headache is
probably only one-he was caught or trapped somewhere other than in g.

From Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng's point of view, the black hat grocery store is in sight.
Tang Cuo looked at it and suddenly said: "If we go to the Fantasy Infinite Market to
exchange the clue of No. 2 movement, can we get it?"

Jin Cheng touched his chin, "Your idea sounds pretty good, and the angle is tricky, but
Dream Unlimited Market should only change things that are objectively present, such as
real objects or spells. I'm afraid this kind of clues won't work."

After a pause, he raised his mouth again, and said happily: "But try and don't need
money. Crimson wants to fish, the fish hasn't been hooked, no matter who is more
patient. Maybe Crimson is now in a corner. Staring at us, we went to the grocery store
and dragged the black hat into the water."

Tang Cuo didn't speak, but thought the proposal was good.

The two went downstairs and walked to the black hat grocery store. Because Jin
Cheng’s Tang monk is possessed, no matter who is in the district, as long as he looks at
the direction of the living corpse, he can know his specific position, so the two of them
jumped directly from the top of the building without any low-key, one after another,
posture Strong and chic free.

There is a pile of living corpses downstairs. The two have not fallen yet. One draws a
sword and the other bends a bow. After a few blows, he rushed into the group of living
corpses with sword gas and arrow shadow. The corpses fell down like the wheat
harvested in autumn, and the players around looked stunned.

After the battle, Tang Cuoli dropped his sword, Jin Cheng smiled and stood behind him,
lifting his foot to kick the last living corpse.
Two people are double domineering.

The neck was stretched around, and the person who watched suddenly retracted his
head, startling. One Jin Cheng is already terrifying, why is there another one now? And
it happened to come out of the fantasy unlimited market, and Yu Yiyi, who wanted to get
out of the black hat grocery store, immediately grabbed his teammate's arm and pulled
him back.

"Why did Jin Cheng and his object come? When did his object become so powerful?
What on earth did Yongye City use to distribute the force value and rely on his face?" Yu
Yiyi went to the window to peep, thinking left and right, thinking that he was going out at
this time None is a wise move.

If Jin Cheng continues to ask the news of the clues of life box, what should he answer?
Such wise men are accustomed to associate, and giving him a butterfly can associate
with the cold wind of Siberia.

"Let's go in to hide again." Yu Yiyi quickly made a decision, pulling his teammates who
were still forced, and re-entered the fantasy infinite market.

Anyway, different batches of guests will not enter the same space, as long as they are
hiding inside, the king of heaven will not find them.

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In the Fantasy Infinite Market, more than a dozen waves of guests were received at the
same time. These dozens of guests didn't meet each other, some came in to hide like
Yu Yiyi, some asked for something, and others like Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo did not
have good intentions.

"Ding!"

"Welcome to the fantasy unlimited market!"

It was still a kaleidoscope-like dodecahedron space. Jin Cheng just entered and tried to
call the name of the black hat, but no one answered.

The wizard hat on the wall is like a customer service. Although there are questions and
answers, it is not the black hat.

Jin Cheng shrugged dullly and turned to Tang Tang to ask questions.

Tang Cuo came straight to the point: "I want to hide the clue of a copy of the Crimson
Fate Box, and want to enter the copy, which card do I need?"

According to the information given by Yu Yiyi, the crimson box is hidden in a special
trigger copy. The key to the trigger is a card, but it does not say what card.

The sorcerer's hats on the top of the head fell off and looked at the two men
condescendingly, saying: "Two guests, this shop does not sell such goods."

Such an answer is expected.

Tang Cuo was not disappointed, but he couldn’t just walk in. He planned to buy
something else. He didn’t expect the wizard hat to say: “But a customer happened to
deposit this item in our store. If you can By providing the equivalent, I can open a match
for two."

Wen Yan, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng immediately looked at each other, and they both
saw surprise in each other's eyes.
In the Fantasy Infinite Market, the gambling settings were known to both of them the last
time they came, but they did not expect that someone actually put the clue as a product,
which happened to be the one they needed.

This is really nowhere to be found after breaking through iron shoes.

Jin Cheng immediately said: "I can provide three items for the other party to choose
from, a hatchable griffon egg, a clue to the movement and a clue to a legendary
weapon."

Wizard hat: "Dear guests, for your sincerity, I will notify you of each other as soon as
possible. Please wait."

The Infinite Dream Market relies on the system. The system's notifications are available
in a moment, and real-time connection is not difficult, so Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo didn't
even think that the customer was in the grocery store at the moment.

"What are you talking about? Someone wants to bet against me?" Yu Yiyi is also
surprised. He just deposited the news here for less than ten minutes, why would anyone
want to buy it?

Startled, he thought of Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, and suddenly realized.

The teammates who were always half a shot slow also reacted, "Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo want to buy it? Isn't it so coincident?"

Yu one by one touched his chin and narrowed his eyes. He didn't want to be so
coincident, but the facts were in front of him and he had to believe. He then asked the
wizard hat, "Can you let the other party know my specific identity?"

The wizard hat grinned, "Of course, our store strictly abides by the confidentiality
clause."

Yu Yiyi was a little relieved, and after a little thought, he agreed to the match. He is very
good at avoiding risks, but sometimes he seeks wealth and insurance.
So a moment later, the space where the two people are located began to overlap, and
two blurry figures shrouded in white fog appeared in front of both parties, able to
communicate, but not real.

A long white table was placed between the two sides. A small box was placed near Yu
Yiyi, and two boxes and a griffon egg were placed near Jin Cheng.

It can be seen that the clues stored in the box are clueless items without physical
entities.

"The rules for gambling are as follows: the parties to the gambling deposit the goods
into the fantasy unlimited market, that is, they recognize the agency rights of the fantasy
unlimited market, and default all losses that they may suffer."

"The first to provide the goods is Party A, and the other party is Party B. Both parties still
complete the transaction by judging the existence of the goods. If the transaction fails,
the goods are owned by Dream Unlimited Market."

"Information and clue products, because of their lack of physical particularity, after the
Dream Unlimited Market collects them, erase the relevant memories of guests as
required."

After reading the rules, both parties were silent.

Tang Cuo couldn't see the opposite expression, but Jin Cheng's. Jin Cheng raised his
eyebrows, his eyes teased, and said five words, "White glove with empty gloves."

The goods are all players. If both sides have bad luck and no one guesses, then the two
things are all taken away by the fantasy unlimited market.

Yu Yiyi is not afraid at all, because he is the Emperor of Europe. The sound of Jin
Cheng he heard was processed by the system, so he could not determine whether the
sound came from Jin Cheng or Tang Cuo.
Settling, he calmed down and said: "I'm ready, the goods will choose clues of legendary
weapons."

The wizard hat on his head opened his eyes again. "Friendly reminder, the clues
provided by both parties are vaguely pointed, and only the scope is narrowed. The final
answer is not determined. However, our store guarantees that the clues of both parties
are equivalent. If there is no objection, the gambling will begin immediately."

Both parties naturally have no objections.

At the moment when the gambling started, the goods on the table disappeared, and the
two groups of light appeared exactly in front of both sides. Two on each side, four in
total.

Both sides reached out at the same time to grab.

Jin Cheng chose quickly and released quickly, his palms spread out, and he was empty.
He shrugged and turned to look at Tang Cuo, with an innocent and innocent look.

Tang Cuo was expressionless and looked up at the opposite side. Although he could not
see the expressions of the other person, he could see the box they were holding.

You said that the luck between people is so different?

At the end of the bet, the two spaces are immediately separated.

Tang Cuo looked at the wizard hat and asked: "Since the other party's goods have been
taken back by you, now, we can buy them directly from here, right?"

The wizard hat tilted his head, "Yes, the guests are really smart."

Jin Cheng also blinked at him, full of praise and flattery. Tang Cuo did not eat this set,
saying: "I come to choose, you step back."

"How do I think you despise me?"

"You're right."
"Do you believe me or not?"

"."

Jin Cheng felt that the full stop was murderous. Although he was lovely and had a
higher life value, he shut up.

Tang Cuo simply ignored him, and made a deal with the wizard hat. But his luck was
average, and he changed things three times before he changed his hands. Dealing with
the wizard hat, the things given are all in kind, and the six high-level equipments
changed a clue, and it looked like a little loss.

The answer to the clue is-the series "Seven Deadly Sins".

"Seven deadly sins, there are only seven, one-seventh probability." Jin Cheng arms.

"This one-seventh must be in the person who hid the life box. He wants to hide the life
box, and he must use cards." Tang Cuo thought a little, and got the answer. I thought
about it again and said: "You didn't say last time that each player can only enter the
same copy once? That means this person can no longer enter."

"Yes, if I were him, I would destroy this card-provided that I was really loyal to Crimson.
Otherwise, this card would become Crimson's lifeblood." Jin Cheng said , More and
more feel that this person who hides the life box is really a personal talent.

From the choice of hiding place to the selection of trigger items, every step is wonderful.

When Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng analyze cards here, Yu Yiyi has not yet left the Fantasy
Infinite Market, because the black hat suddenly appeared when he put away his box
and was busy trying to run.

"I'm curious, why don't you choose the clue of the movement?" The black hat copied his
hand. The wizard's hat covered most of his face. His skin was pale and pale, and he
smiled murkyly.
"I haven't even entered the top ten of the Red List. I have to kill it for things like the
twelve movements." Yu answered one by one.

"You don't claim to be the Emperor, others have no life, you have."

"That's too much for me."

Yu Yiyi was humble and showed no ambition. No one could see anything from his
smiling face. The black hat stared at him for a long time and said, "Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo will guess sooner or later, Party A is you."

I tweeted one by one, without answering.

Black hat: "Ming Zhe is good to keep one's body, but when the movement is too
concentrated on one person's hands, it may not be a good thing. I have always been
curious, why do you always believe Jin Cheng subconsciously, as if the movement is in
his hands, he does not Will bring harm. An East Cross Street security zone, a suicide
ban, will buy you all?"

"No." Yu Yi denied.

"Why is that?" The Black Hat asked sincerely at this moment, because Yu Yiyi was
indeed an outsider who was walking on the edge, and no one of the forces was
involved. He wanted to hear his voice.

"First of all, Jin Cheng is now two people, not one."

"..."

"Second, what about unbelief? Everyone is a movement that grabs their own ability.
Except for Jin Cheng, the one who got the most movements in Yongye City is Mr. Black
Hat, right? You don’t want to use the movement to do good things, others do it, You
can’t bury other people. Maybe Jin Cheng did this because he wanted to accumulate
Yin virtue and cast a good baby in the future."

"........."
The black hat felt that he had underestimated Yu Yiyi. He used to play Tai Chi, but his
teeth were sharp. Is it ironic that he doesn't accumulate virtue? Who changed a lot of
good things with him just now? Turn around and turn your face.

The two sides eventually broke up.

When he left the grocery store, Yu Yiyi was still sneaky, determined that there was no
Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo outside, and then went out and left quickly.

The teammates kept up with the trot and waited until they were in a remote place before
asking: "What did you say in the black hat just now?"

Yu Yiyi: "Provoking the divorce. He just didn't want Jin Cheng to be bigger. What if Jin
Cheng really became the uncrowned king of Yongye City? What would he do if he
turned around? He, who I am, looks very vengeful. "

Teammate: "Why then let's go get the movement, it would be better if he went by
himself."

Yu Yiyi: "Stupid, he is npc and can not enter the copy, the movement can not be taken
from our players!"

The teammates suddenly realized, "Yeah."

Yu waved his hands one by one, glancing around. The living corpses were all taken
away by Jin Cheng, most of the players were in the copy, and they were damaged a lot
by the crimson, and the street was slightly empty at the moment.

There were several corpses of live corpses piled up on the street. This situation will
occur every other road, and some corpses are still scattered on the road, leaving no one
at all.

Thinking a little, Yu Yi decided to go to the copy to avoid the limelight. He just got the
clue of the legendary weapon, and it was at this opportunity to get it back.

At the same time, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo met An Ning.
As soon as they came out of the black hat grocery store, someone waved at them from
a dark alley diagonally opposite the grocery store. Tang Cuo thought he was familiar,
and he thought of seeing him next to An Ning with a little thought.

"Big sister let us watch here all the time." The man explained.

Let An Ning help look at the black hat grocery store, this is a commission many days
ago, whether Tang Cuo or Jin Cheng, did not expect An Ning to be so reliable.

The next thing might be for her to do. Jin Chengluo thought about it and said, "Take us
to find her."

The man was leading the way while reporting to them the progress of these days.
"Black hat groceries are coming every day. We just saw the Emperor."

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Do you still know the Emperor?"

The man scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "That can't be, it's the eldest
sister's head who is afraid that we don't know any of them. He took a lot of portraits and
made us recognize them."

That is the famous European Emperor. For ordinary players, Leng Miao and Rong Yi
are not as attractive as he is, so remember it.

Jin Cheng then glanced at Tang Cuo, and it seemed that the news was just from Yu Yiyi.
This European emperor gave half of the news to Jin Cheng as human feelings, and left
half of it to the fantasy unlimited market, a real chicken thief.

However, the news is now available, and the rest is irrelevant. After seeing An Ning, Jin
Cheng immediately gave her the new commission.

"You asked me to spread the news that the specific clue of the No. 2 movement is in the
black hat?" An Ning was so surprised that the water in the glass almost shook out, and I
didn't know whether Jin Cheng was really telling the truth.
She asked, but Jin Cheng replied unclearly, "It doesn't matter whether it's true or false,
you just pass it on quietly, and strive to make everyone known in the shortest time, and
it's best to let Crimson know."

An Ning stopped questioning and turned around to let someone do it. Her teammates
are very good at spreading the news. They go to pubs and game halls with a large
passenger flow to say a few words, and they are not afraid of not being able to do it.

At this time, the twenty-four hour time limit from Crimson had just passed an hour.

The number of living corpses that Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng followed was greatly
reduced, and they became three or two kittens. However, both Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng
were reluctant to start.

The two just slipped the kittens, swaggered through the city, turned their heads and
turned into a restaurant, drinking and eating.

The players in the restaurant were sitting in difficulty, looking at Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo, and at the corner of the mouth that was desperately trying to squeeze in. Eat hard
to swallow.

There are also many players watching and watching here. They probe their brains one
by one, but no one is the first bird, and they step forward to kill the living corpses.

The two protagonists were like nothing. Jin Cheng slowly filled a bowl of bone soup and
handed it to Tang Cuo. Seeing a bit of ice cream on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't
help reaching out to wipe it off.

Tang Cuo raised his eyes, staring at him with black and white eyes.

"Is ice cream delicious? Give me a bite." Jin Cheng's elbows rested on the table, his
fingers crossed, and he smiled.

"You will not order another one?" Tang Cuo said.

"You look better."

"I remember you didn't like sweet food."

Jin Cheng tilted his head and thought about it carefully. I didn’t know what came to
mind. The smile on his face grew thicker. "You remember it, it seems that someone at
the time was very concerned about his instructor."

Tang Cuo: "."

Jin Cheng: "Shy?"

Tang Cuo: "I just love the public."

Jin Cheng seemed to notice that there were several people sitting around, looking at
him with a smile, the players bowed their heads to eat food, pretending they didn't hear
anything.

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Jin Cheng, who doesn't like sweet food, finally got a small half bowl of ice cream from
Tang Cuo. In the zombie's "salivation" and the sour taste of other players, finished.

Many people in Yongye City gritted their teeth at Jin Cheng, probably because he often
did similar things. For example, now that the crimson is out, the living corpses are
making trouble in Yongye City. Everyone is excited, nervous and worried about the No.
2 movement, but Jin Cheng, who is in the center of the vortex, is in love.
Players can't wait to grab him by the collar and tell him "Yongyecheng has no love", but
when they look at it, they don't feel sour in their hearts because love seems to really
exist.

Tang Cuo, a strange man who dared to fall in love with the big brother and did not lose
his opponent at all, refreshed his impression in the player's heart again and again.

For example, when he pushed the remaining half a cup of ice cream to Jin Cheng, the
player behind him didn't know what was whispering. He glanced at it coldly and told the
other party to shut up.

Opposite Jin Chengyou was eating strawberry-flavored ice cream, leaning against the
back of her chair, tilting her legs, spoon in her mouth, and watching this scene with a
smile, she was quite complacent.

The players were scolding "Dead Guy" in their hearts. The living corpses outside the
door shot the door a hundred times, and finally they were put down by the players who
couldn't see it.

In the end, a player who was separated from Tang Cuo by three tables stood up,
clenched his fists and bravely walked up to them, and asked, "Dare to ask what the two
regulations are now? Crimson is so terrible, We have to find a way to find the second
movement in front of her, in case she gets it, me, we..."

Jin Cheng slowly looked up, but Tang Cuo was still eating casually. Jin Cheng
appreciated for a while, and then asked the player slowly: "Do you represent yourself, or
who?"

The player was stunned, and then glanced at the others in the restaurant. Most of them
did not say anything, but some people stood up and said, "I want to know."

At this time, the door blocked by the living corpse opened, the doorway and the window
stood full of players, and all the faces were full of curiosity.
It was Tang Cuo who was not very familiar with them, "Crimson has made it clear that
there were four people who worked with her a year ago, Jin Cheng, Lin Yandong,
Chongyan Zhang and Rong Yi, wanting to know the whereabouts of the second
movement, You shouldn’t just stare at Jin Cheng alone."

His calm tone and calm look, coupled with the naturally deceptive face, made it easy to
calm down, believe what he said, and continue to think after what he said.

"But everyone else..." The players all looked upset.

"Of course, the copy is not necessarily in the hands of one of the four of them. At that
time, the situation was so messy, it was normal for someone to touch the fish in muddy
water." Tang Cuo turned around and made everyone look at each other. He had to listen
to him and continued: "Jin Cheng As I said, there was another person at the time,
maybe he took the movement. Right?"

In this last sentence, Tang Cuo asked Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng blinked and received a signal from Tang Cuo, nodded, "It is indeed true that
he has a card in his hand, the second law of the four laws of thermodynamics: the
principle of entropy increase. Because this card is unique and unique This one, so I
remember very clearly."

The players all showed an awkward look, and they knew the cards, but what kind of
thermodynamics and principles sounded a headache.

Tang Cuo doesn't care if these people really go to spontaneously, he just wants to fish.
Crimson wanted to explode the No. 2 movement, so he used the No. 2 movement to
blow up his life box.

This card of thermodynamics, in Jin Cheng's own hands, except for the people in his
team, no outsiders know. The card is true, the specific face is fake, and the person
holding the card to hide the life box is not necessarily the person who took the No. 2
movement. It is true, false, true and false, and is most suitable for fried fish.
As long as the secret person hears the news and is in a panic, the chaos makes an
error.

If Wen Xiaoming is really tied up, the greater the movement in the city, the safer he will
be.

At the same time, a copy of the g area, "The Devil's Birth".

In the sky of yellow sand, under the scorching sun, Lin Yandong walked on foot like a
ascetic monk. He didn't walk fast, one step at a time, his expression was firm and
sympathetic. The scorching sun burned the yellow sand, and then burned the soles of
his feet. The scorching heat caused his forehead to sweat out, dripping into the yellow
sand, and immediately turned into a mist to dissipate.

He has been walking forward without stopping, like a pilgrim.

The scorching sun is like a punishment, the time is infinitely lengthened, and the original
unit of measurement is lost. I don't know how long it took, when the heat wave began to
blur the line of sight, at the junction of the distant sand sea and the horizon, a dark
shadow finally appeared.

The shadow was jagged, initially small, and gradually enlarged. Just like an ancient
fierce beast lying on the edge of heaven and earth, it finally opened its abyss mouth,
giving people a glimpse of the true face of the night.

But look closely, the sawtooth is the side of the lotus.

The sky here is a huge double-petaled red lotus, with the flowers facing down, and the
petals of each lotus are as big as the sky. The lotus heart is the sun in the sky, a divine
existence that is bright yellow, exudes a scorching light, and cannot be seen directly.

Lin Yandong lowered his eyes piously and walked under the flowers until the
appearance of the shadow stained his eyes deeply.
The lotus is turning, and the shadow is constantly magnifying, slowly, revealing the
towering stone statue hidden in the shadow. It was a demon who stepped on the abyss
and the sky above him. They had different movements, different expressions, or holding
a round mirror, or three heads and six arms, but the natural appearance of the Buddha
was dire.

In front of these huge figures, people are as small as a grain of sand. The soul is
compressed in this sand indefinitely, wishing to crawl to the ground and sink to the
ground.

Lin Yandong raised his eyes at this moment. He looked directly at the eyes of the giant
golems, and the Sanskrit sounded at this moment.

The six-character mantra that sounded like a roar of the Vajra sounded in all directions.
It seemed that the gods and demons beat the big drum of the world with huge
drumsticks.

The lotus finally disappeared. He covered his heart and looked around. The towering
golem surrounded him, and his eyes were full of angry eyes looking down at him, and
the voice of the six-character mantra, as if questioning him.

Constantly oppressed and geologically asked until the corners of his mouth overflowed
with blood.

How hot the lotus is, how cold it is now.

Lin Yandong finally stopped, sitting cross-legged on the ground, the bead on his wrist
receded, hung on the tiger's mouth, closed his eyes, just like the old monk entered.

"Sacred Devil's Birthday", a single copy, after seven, forty-nine lotus days, you can pass
the customs.

In Yongye City, Meng Yufei followed the river aimlessly, not knowing where he was
going. At this time, no new living corpses appeared outside, and peace came again, but
under that calm, it seemed as if the dark tide was surging.
Meng Yufei frowned, his face not very good.

"Hey, where are we going?" He was not afraid of Zheng Yingying for Jianghe, even
though Jianghe's force value was actually higher than that of Zheng Yingying.

Jiang He didn't answer and went on. In fact, he was just walking around without a clear
direction, because he knew that the man would come to him sooner or later, either now
or soon.

When Meng Yufei saw that he did not answer, he pouted, holding the scimitar and no
longer ignored him.

Soon, the two left zone e and entered zone f.

Area f was sad for Meng Yufei. Here he formed a bad relationship with Zheng Yingying
and was killed by Jin Cheng into the copy, which really left no good memories, so after
entering area f, Meng Yufei's expression It becomes very smelly.

He even wanted to leave Jianghe and leave alone, but every time he was a little further
away, Jianghe's gaze swept over, and Meng Yufei's strength was not enough to beat
Haze Assassin.

He didn't want to go to jail again, but he didn't want to just follow the river headless flies
and suffocate. So he turned and walked into a hot and sour powder shop on the
roadside.

Sit and stay still.

Jiang He looked back. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the aunt who sold hot and
sour powder. "A bowl of hot and sour powder, keep him account."

He naturally refers to the river, and Meng Yufei is not scared. Who is afraid of who.

Unexpectedly, Jiang He did not refute aloud, hesitated for a while outside the house,
and finally walked into the shop and sat opposite Meng Yufei, also called a bowl of hot
and sour powder.
"Are you sick?" Meng Yufei asked.

"Shut up if you don't eat." Jiang He took the chopsticks and cleaned it with paper towels
dipped in water. Looking at him like this, he was more like eating hot and sour powder
than Meng Yufei.

A moment later, the hot and sour powder went to the table, and the two were separated
by the misty rising powder in the soup bowl. The scene was very harmonious until a
certain unexpected guest pushed open the glass door again.

The shop originally had only two guests, Jiang He and Meng Yufei, and the business
was not very good.

The third guest wore a tattered red skirt with long hair that did not cross the waist, his
face was pale but his eyes were extraordinarily bright. The most special thing is that her
wrists and ankles are shackled, and they clink when they move a little.

Crimson.

Meng Yufei's scalp was numb, and the hot and sour powder choked in his throat. A
sudden cough broke out. He covered his throat, coughing and flushing, but his eyes
were still staring crimson, and he was speechless.

"What's the matter with little brother? Is it choking?" He amused Crimson like this,
leaning on the table at the door and laughing.

But the deep red laughter fell on Meng Yufei's ear, only horror. The voice was originally
frivolous and charming, but it seemed to be with a guilty conscience.

"You came out." Jiang He turned around and looked at her quietly.

"I haven't seen you in a long time, why are you so cold to me?" Crimson moved closer,
and even raised his hand to touch Jianghe's cheek, but it was not affection that flashed
in his eyes, but Meng Yufei felt chilly. murderous look.
Jiang He was unmoved, reaching for Crimson's wrist and saying, "I have always been
like this."

"Which way? I still like the way you used to be. Unfortunately, most of the men in the
world are negatives. I haven't come in for so long. You didn't come to see me. I had to
come out and find you." Crimson sat on his lap. His eyes glanced at Meng Yufei and
said, "Are you right?"

Meng Yufei felt that, whether it was right or not, this matter had nothing to do with him.

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The relationship between Crimson and Jianghe frightened Meng Yufei. Although he has
been in the state of being "hunted down by Jin Cheng-jail" this year, he still has heard
about Jianghe.

Tian Zhi's second-hand leader, Chong Yanzhang's left arm and right arm, known as the
"military division" haze assassin, looks ordinary but resourceful. It is said that he stayed
beside Chongyanzhang because of his gratitude. In the matter of his parting ways with
Tianzhi, most of the public opinion is also a pity.

Other than that?

Suddenly Meng Yufei found that he didn't know anything about Jianghe. What did he do
before joining Tianzhi? Is his previous resume as plain as his face?

"We don't have anything to do anymore, crimson." Jiang He is like a young monk sitting
in the play at the moment, sitting in his arms with a beautiful and provocative coquette,
still unmoved.

"Then my things, since it's okay, you will never keep my things, see Wuwusiren?"
Crimson smiled, slender fingers on his neck, like a gentle touch between lovers, But it
seems that he can cut off his artery at any time.

"Something is no longer here with me."

"Do you think I will believe it?"

"Crimson, if I want you to die, I will hand over my life box a year ago."

"Good to speak."

Crimson suddenly sneered and stood up, "I don't know, you turned to Chongyan Zhang.
The people he and Lin Yandong wanted to kill me, but you sold him life?"

Jiang He: "Others don't know why, don't you know?"

Between the words, Jianghe's expression finally changed. He also stood up, looking
straight at his crimson eyes, his face slightly darkened, "You are going to kill me. If it
wasn't for Chongyan Zhang who just passed by and saved me, I wouldn't think of it-I will
almost die one day Your hands. Even so, I still haven't said the position of the life box,
crimson, I will do my best to you."

This sentence seemed to stimulate a deep red, her face became a little twisted,
"Really? But in the end, Chongyan Zhang has not abandoned you? Are you like a family
dog, isn't it?"

"You were abandoned once, and abandoned a second time, and no one really took you
to heart."
Crimson words are like awls, sharp and terrible. Rao Meng Yufei, an outsider, feels
overly distracted. He saw that the knuckles of the hand on the table were all whitish,
showing how hard it was.

It was also the first time Meng Yufei saw him so gazed.

Crimson hadn’t finished talking yet, she smiled, her smile was cruel and bright, "And you
don’t know, Chongyan Zhang finally let me out, and he finally chose me. Everything you
care about will eventually run counter to you. . Do you still want to say that to me now?
The way is different, don't make any conspiracy."

Jiang He finally showed a bit of painful expression and slowly closed his eyes. He knew
that Crimson wanted to see his pain and was ready, but when all the wounds were torn
open, he found that he was still not as strong as he thought.

"Crimson." His voice became hoarse, and when he opened his eyes, all emotions had
been calmed down, "Don't make me hate you that much."

Face to face, Crimson smiled slightly ironically, but in the calm gaze of the river, he said
nothing with a cold face. The two were stalemate and silent, and the atmosphere in the
store was nearly frozen, making Meng Yufei, an outsider, uneasy.

He didn't even dare to make a sound, and according to the usual routine, people who
knew too many secrets were often silenced.

At this moment, a brisk and enthusiastic voice broke the deadlock. The aunt at the
chutney shop came carrying a bowl of freshly baked chutney and laid it heavily on the
table. "Something young has nothing to say, sit down and say it well. Everyone begs for
life in Yongye City. I will die today and tomorrow, What kind of Kaner did you have in the
past? Eat a bowl of hot and sour powder first."

Meng Yufei: "............"

Crimson finally chuckled again, and the atmosphere in the shop was relaxed. She lifted
her chin towards Meng Yufei. Meng Yufei reacted slowly after a half-beat, and
immediately gave up her seat.

Crimson sat down at Meng Yufei's position, Meng Yufei was beside her, and the river
was opposite him. Seeing that both were standing, she supported her cheek with one
hand and tapped the other hand on the table with her fingers.

Meng Yufei didn't want to sit, and he peeked at the river to see what he would do. But
Jiang He was silent for a moment, but still sat down, and Meng Yufei could only sit down
with him.

The three of them ate hot and sour powder, and the atmosphere was so strange that
Meng Yufei wanted to commit suicide.

Time is slowly flowing, and the killing spirit of Yongye City is getting heavier. A large
number of players choose to enter the copy in advance, and the game hall is
overcrowded.

In the same way, all the news has been brought here by players, and they are
constantly fermenting. Among them, the most mentioned names, except for "Crimson"
and "Jin Cheng", are "black hats".

"Have you all heard?"

"Black hat?"

"Hush."

"Hush what, what can't you say?"

"Is the No. 2 movement in the black hat? How did the news spread to the nose and
eyes? But if the No. 2 is in the black hat, how can he not use it until now? I have used
two consecutive ones before."
"How do you know what the black hat is thinking? But those who shortened the time
limit for the mandatory copy to a week are definitely not good!"

"Yeah, what good things can a black hat do?"

"I think he has another conspiracy!"

Similar talks were staged in all corners of the game lobby. Players whispered to each
other and thought they were very concealed, but everyone knew that it had already
spread.

After the news of the black hat spread, the news of "Thermodynamic Cards" also
spread rapidly. Players were afraid that Crimson really relied on the No. 2 movement to
dominate Yongye City, so except for some who hid in the copy, they all looked good
Staring at the movement of Yongye City, I was afraid that one might have accidentally
missed something.

"I know that Jin Cheng and that Tang Cuo just went to the black hat grocery store just
now. Someone saw it!" Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

Everyone is not stupid, and the two news are slightly associated, and the black hat is
pushed to the cusp again. Regardless of the fact, there must be something wrong with
the black hat anyway.

More and more people are looking at the grocery store. Many of them are bold and
even rushed into it. Anyway, the black hat is editing the player, they can't put the black
hat on, and he can't shoot the player directly, at least the safety can be guaranteed.

They must find black hats, even when confronted.

This black hat pits them once, do they want to pit them a second time? It's so deceiving!

"He might be the same as Crimson!" The cries from time to time in the crowd pushed
the crowd's impending explosion to the top.
After the entire game hall was lit like a pan, many people who originally wanted to hide
in the copy retracted their footsteps and discussed with their teammates, their eyes full
of anger and injustice.

This includes Yu Yiyi.

After Yu Yiyi arrived at the game hall, he didn't enter the copy immediately. Anyway, it is
impossible for ordinary players to easily obtain weapons of legendary level, and it does
not matter if you go late.

He and his teammates pretended to stand in the corner and watched for a while. The
chaos in the entire game hall was brought into his eyes. Looking at it, he temporarily
dispelled the idea of ​entering the copy.

"The black hat caused trouble to the upper body, and we waited to watch a good show."
Yu Yi touched his chin and laughed happily.

"Isn't the movement really taken by him?" The teammates were curious.

"Who is right? Look at it, 80% of them have small bugs jumping around." Yu Yiyi has a
strong sense of danger and has always been very sensitive to the current situation. He
has always felt that if he did not come to Yongye City, It must be the material of an
official.

With that in mind, his gaze patrolled the crowd for another week, especially near the
door. Soon, he saw someone quietly withdraw from the crowd, carefully looked around,
and quickly left.

Soon, this person returned to the e-zone, and was slightly excited and excited to return
to An Ning. What he did not know was that after he left, there were also a few waves of
people who quickly left the game hall and dispersed to the various districts.

One of them came to the block where Qian Wei was.

Qian Wei was still hiding in the original hiding room, with his ears against the door
panel, and a heart fluttering up and down, sitting uneasy. He had been hiding here for a
while, but Zheng Yingying left ten minutes ago, disguised as a man with that magical
red cloak, and touched the second floor.

As for the man himself, Qian Wei was stuffed under the bed and his hands and feet
were tied up.

A quarter of an hour ago, the two of them took advantage of the man's passing and
suddenly opened the door to go out and attacked successfully.

At this moment Zheng Yingying went out, Qian Dawei could leave directly, but he
walked to the window several times, put his hands on the window, or shrank back.

No matter how daring and evil the Zheng Yingying is, Qian Wei always remembers that
she is a young and thin girl. She once saved him in the copy of "The World", so she left
her and left, and Qian Wei couldn't do it.

Can I just wait now?

Qian Wei wanted to find Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, to find a helping hand, but he was
afraid that Zheng Yingying would not find others when he came back. At this time, a
player happened to pass by the window, Qian Weiling appeared at once, quickly
opened the window, and greeted quietly.

"Hey, friend! My friend!"

At the same time, two hours later, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo returned to the Ruby Tavern
to meet other people.

Chi Yan and Lilith arrived very punctually, and Leng Miao also arrived through the large
fissure technique when the time limit arrived, but the person they were looking for,
whether it was Wen Xiaoming or Rong Yi, still had no whereabouts.
Just when Lilith frowned, wondering where this guy Wen Xiaoming would be, Tang Cuo
asked: "Miao Qi? Who saw him?"

Several people looked at each other and shook their heads one after another. After
waiting another ten minutes, Miao Qi still didn't show up.

This is good, one is not found, and one is lost.

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Miao Qi actually wanted to meet at the Ruby Tavern on time, but he encountered an
ambush halfway.

After Jin Cheng and Lilith walked to the low-level area, Miao Qi went to Area A alone to
find Wen Xiaoming. There are few players in Area A, and it is Miao Qi's own site. He
took a good look at Jin Cheng's villa and found a circle nearby.

Miao Qi is not a man with a lot of plans. He doesn't pay much attention to any rules
when looking for people. If he doesn't find him in area a, he will look elsewhere.
Coupled with Lin Yandong in his heart, it was inevitable that he was irritable, and he
didn't notice the strange things around him.

When he found that he was getting more and more biased, he did not return
immediately. Since Crimson has already killed Lin Yandong, it is impossible to spend a
lot of money on Zhou Zhang to deal with him, but against others, Miao Qi is certain to
be able to escape.

But he encountered a group of people, and also encountered a shady villain hiding in a
dark place with props.

The trap "Tian Luo Di Wang", coupled with poisonous spider vines, allowed Miao Qi's
artillery to be taken down before it was powerful enough. Moreover, Miao Qiwan didn't
expect that their goal was to take him away, instead of killing him directly back to area
G.

"Wow--" When Miao Qi was awakened by water, he still had a headache, and his hands
were tied back to the back of the chair, so stiff that he almost thought he had broken his
hand.

Since following Lin Yandong, Miao Qi didn't know how long he hadn't been subjected to
such insults. He looked up at the people who splashed water, and the violence and
murderousness in his eyes scared people to take a step back.

"What are you afraid of?" The companion next to him nearly kicked him angrily, then
stared at Miao Qi, and warned: "Be honest with me!"

Miao Qi glanced inside the house to see that the decoration of this room should belong
to the low-level area. The room was not large and not so high-end. There are about
seven or eight people sitting or standing around, most of them are strange faces. One
or two of them seems to have met each other, but it is impossible to say when they have
met.

His memory is always bad, and he only remembers about the gentleman.

"What did you tie me up for?" Miao Qi Shensheng.

"Then I have to ask you, where did Lin Yandong hide the second movement?" The
answer was the one who originally spoke. He looks like the average handsome in
Yongye City, as if he had just returned from Korea and stood in the crowd to play The
reality copies are repeated, and they are so handsome.

Miao Qi didn't like to talk to this kind of characterless person, "It's your business."

"Lianliankan" lifted a foot and kicked on Miao Qi's stomach, kicking the stool under Miao
Qi's **** all raised a corner, shaking a few times, almost fell to the ground.

Miao Qi was suffering hard, without bleeding or silent, wet hair hanging on the forehead,
and wolf-like eyes staring at the other party.

"You'd better be honest. Do you think it's still time when Lin Yandong sits in Area A? He
was killed back to Area G and can't save you. Telling the whereabouts of the No. 2
movement knowingly, he can suffer less. ""Lianlian looked at it and gave a wink to the
companion of the strong man leaning against the wall.

The strong man snapped his fingers, Miao Qi's face suddenly turned white, and the
whole person curled up involuntarily, as if suffering a great deal of pain.

"How about it, is it uncomfortable?" Lianlian squatted down and admired his painful
expression, said: "We planted a spider vine seed in your body, it will germinate and
grow slowly until it crawls over you All the blood vessels in your body will torture you
and make you worse than life..."

Miao Qi gritted his teeth, and looked violently at the strong man by the wall. It was hard
to imagine that someone who was a power player would be a plant-based magician.

Spider vine parasites, there will be such sinister things.

Who are these people?

"The second movement is not on my husband at all...you did it in vain..." Miao Qi's face
grew whiter and he could feel the spider vines appearing to sprout from his Dantian,
those spiked vines Following his blood vessels, he gradually extended to his limbs.
"You said he didn't take him, he didn't take it? Maybe he didn't tell you at all, think about
it again, did he hide anything?" Lianlian continued to threaten and lure, "Lin Yandong's
old thief, the city is like that Deep, such an important thing as the second movement, I
know that he will not tell others easily. As long as you think about it and give us a little
news, we will let you go, how? We have no hatred with you..."

"Bah!" Miao Qi's **** spit on the other person's face, "You can also mention my
husband, don't look in the mirror, it would be better to wipe your neck and commit
suicide!"

When cursing people, Miao Qi talked with ease, and the pain could not stop him half.

"My day you *......%￥#*%%!!!" Even the look was completely irritated, the saliva on his
face was too late to wipe, and Miao Qi kicked to the ground.

He kicked several feet in a row, and the companion next to him hurried over and pulled
him, which only convinced people. One of the tall and thin people was simply blocked in
front of Miao Qi. Diao Erlang said locally: "What should you do if you killed him, go to jail
with you? You didn't ask any words, so worried?"

"He all spit on my face, do you think he would say? Just his mother is Lin Yandong's
dog, he will only bite!" Lianlian looked at Miao Qi angrily, who had wanted Miao Qi to
hear him Evaluation, still laughing.

He was so beaten up, fell to the ground, tied to a chair behind him, and the spider vine
made his muscles twitch, but you said he was a dog, he was so proud.

"Sick!" Lianliankan turned and left.

The thin, tall man turned and squatted in front of Miao Qi, saying, "How are you, really
not?"

Miao Qi's lips squeezed, and large beads of sweat on his forehead fell down, obviously
painful. Seeing thin and tall, I really can't ask anything, so people let Miao Qi take it to
the next door and shut it up.
"Don't you kill it?" someone asked.

"What's the point of killing him? It's still useful to keep it. Kill him and let him go to the g
district to meet Lin Yandong. How about a small report?" The thin, tall arms crossed his
arms and narrowed his eyes. He couldn't help but say: "Go to Lin Yandong The people
who searched the house also said no. Isn't the No. 2 movement really not in Lin
Yandong's hands? The crimson are all out. Why don't they have to keep the movement?
Battered?"

A room of people fell into silence under the torture of this soul.

For a long time, someone said: "If Jin Cheng and Lin Yandong really didn't take it, is it
Rong Yi?"

Someone immediately retorted: "No, last time Rong Yi grabbed No. 6 movement, he
didn't grab Jin Cheng. I don't believe that No. 2 movement will be in his hands."

The others nodded, and the one who splashed the water first said: "I think it's still in Jin
Cheng's hands. Jin Cheng is treacherous. Who can cheat him about treachery?"

"But Jin Cheng is not easy to get started. You think how many people started to work
together at the East Cross Street in the end, and finally he was pitted into prison. If the
second movement is really in his hands, we used to die."

"There is also Tangcuo."

"I thought of a way..."

Several people gathered together and began to discuss in a low voice. At the end,
someone hesitated and asked: "Crimson there... shall we take the initiative to contact
her?"

The tall, thin eyebrow pondered, before giving an answer, and the door suddenly kicked
open. Everyone turned around and almost turned their arms, seeing the face of the
coming person, they were relieved, but the tall and thin brows still did not loosen.
"Yao Qing, what are you doing?" he asked.

"What am I doing? What are you doing again?" Yao Qing's voice was cold, "Crimson is
right, I am not wrong."

Yao Qing was completely questioning, and showed no mercy. The tall and thin face was
angry, but soon he regained the same appearance as Dang'er Lang, saying, "We didn't
deliberately hide you, but are you in Zone e, did not discuss with you in advance."

"Is it inconvenient to discuss, or do you not want to discuss with me at all? I have
repeatedly warned you not to act rashly during this time, but in the end I will be so big?"

"Yao Qing, that's you." The thin tall man said sarcastically, "You are afraid of Jin Cheng,
not us. Save some energy, we are teammates anyway, if you don't want to betray you,
don't be here Something is happening at the juncture."

When the words fell, Yao Qing's expression became more and more ugly. He was
seriously injured and recovered just after drinking the potion. Suddenly he heard such
news and his nose was crooked.

The rest of the people played round. Yao Qing is not as ostracized as Jiang He in
Tianzhi. He is a veteran, has a strong combat strength, and is one of the real cores.

It's just that Yao Qing can clearly feel that since he was imprisoned and relegated, some
things are gradually getting out of his control.

Taking a deep breath, Yao Qing forced himself to calm down and said, "Now it's too late
to close it. Do you really think you can get it in Crimson?"

Tall and tall: "I only know that Jin Cheng and Lin Yandong are here, and we will never
be pleased. Wu Daoming is the team with the largest number of people in Yongye City.
Our people are across the districts, so you are willing to let them ride on Neck? As long
as Lin Yandong and Jin Cheng are dead, as long as we get the No. 2 movement,
everything is not a problem."
Borrow a knife to kill.

Yao Qing felt that they were crazy, and they could not borrow Crimson knife. And just
then, the news about the black hat finally reached here.

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't expect the black hat to be inserted here.

After thinking about it for a while, he soon had an idea, "Leave two people to continue
to'care' for Miao Qi. Pepe and I will find a way to meet that Tangcuo, and then a few
people stare at the black hats."

Pei Pei is the physiotherapist of the Department of Plants. He said: "I think it's feasible.
As long as I try to lead Jin Cheng away, I'm pretty sure I can subdue Tang Cuo. If the
music is in his hands, he has hidden it. For a long time, we should not use the second
movement for a concubine. On the contrary, if the movement is not in his hand, we can
still use Tangcuo to threaten him."

Another asked: "How do I quote?"

Everyone has their own opinions, but Yao Qing's face is sullen, and his eyes are
suddenly bright and dark, neither speaking out nor participating in the discussion, I don't
know what to think.

The thin, tall man quietly looked at him, thinking about it.

At this moment, there was a scream outside the door, "What are you doing here?"

Everyone was alert, even Yao Qing frowned. The closest to the door was Lianliankan.
He immediately opened the door and went out to see a familiar teammate stopping a
man in the corridor.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"A little member of the outside responsible for the wind, ran up." The teammate replied,
staring fiercely at the man, and asked, "What are you doing running up? I don't know if
it's a special situation now? I can't answer it in three counts. Come up and immediately
collapse you."

"Don't! Me, I saw something outside and came up thinking about the report, really!" The
man quickly explained, with fear in respect.

"Then what do you say," the teammate's gun still pointed at him.

"Someone seems to be peeping at us outside. I saw a figure flashing by just now, and I
would no longer chase after."

"Who?"

"I don't know, but I saw a red cloak, about 1.8 meters tall, and very burly."

"Red cloak? Burly?"

His teammates turned back to look at Lianliankan, frowning again and again,
subconsciously wondering if this kid was a man, and he could only think of Superman
with a red cloak and burly.

But it was at this moment that a strange voice really came from outside. The sound was
far and near, clang powerful and dynamic, and both listened intently, and finally heard
the content.

"I love too much right and wrong. I came to the occasion where I was dancing..."

"Fuck, what the hell." Lianlian went back to the house immediately. At this time, the
people in the house also noticed the situation outside, and went to the window to look
out.

His teammates couldn't help but look at it in the past, and he didn't notice the slight faint
surprise in the eyes when the man lowered his head.

Soon after the teammates came back and asked, "Are you sure you are a burly man in
a red cloak?"
The man focused on his head, "I'm sure."

"You come with me."

"Yes!"

Almost at the same time, the black hat grocery stores in all districts were hit by players.
Countless players gather here, they are not looking for the fantasy unlimited market, but
looking for black hats.

If the black hat does not show up, the grocery store will suffer.

Gathering crowds can often give people power and courage that they can’t normally
have, even malicious, they wantonly destroy the grocery store, trying to force out a
black hat, but to no avail.

But this also made them firm their guesses.

"He must be guilty!"

Such a voice dominated, but some people voiced anxiety in the crowd, "That's a black
hat, in case he really angered him, how could he really bring Yongye City to **** with the
second movement? do?"

Immediately, someone yelled, "Speak as if he would have done a good job!"

"Then you want to die, don't let everyone die together!"

"I don't know if my mother understands. Are you so afraid of things? How did you
survive in Yongye City? If you put out the No. 2 movement in black hat now, would you
have to kneel down and call your father? If you are afraid of death, get away. Get away
from your copy."

"boom!"

"Click--"
In the noise, the plaque of the grocery store was smashed in half. Players are in a
mess, and from time to time some people go to jail.

A farce.

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The grocery store was destroyed, and the g area began to welcome guests again. The
whole Yongye City was in chaos, and loud noises could be heard everywhere. But
whether it is Crimson or Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, there is no news about the fish they
want to fry.

Leng Miao does not care about this, he only cares about Crimson and Rong Yi who has
no news so far.

The meeting of the Ruby Tavern will not take long, and Leng Miao will leave first, not
giving Jin Cheng a chance to continue fooling at all. He has his own way of doing
things, but he will not always listen to Jin Cheng's dispatch.

Tangcuo and Jin Cheng’s whereabouts were exposed to the public because of the living
corpses. Many people watched them go in. They were still wondering how Leng Miao
appeared with Jin Cheng twice and again. he is gone.

Leng Miao walked to the main entrance with a cold expression and no one was around.
A player secretly followed him, but the great magician who was good at the space
department disappeared into sight in a few steps, which is not something that ordinary
players can keep up with.

Strangely, for a long time after Leng Miao left, the Ruby Tavern did not come out of the
second person.

Many players sat in the tavern, painfully ordered the cheapest wine on the menu,
waiting anxiously. But waiting to wait, Jin Cheng's box has been quiet, and after half an
hour, someone finally feels something is wrong and boldly knocks on the door.

The door opened, and Tangcuo and Lilith were playing chess.

"Slap!" A chess piece flew out of the player's ear and hit the vase in the hall. The vase
burst, and the player who knocked on the door also sweated.

"Go out." Lilith withdrew her hand, her tone impatient.

How dare the player stay, but when he quits, the players outside fry the pan-Jin Cheng
and another player who looks like a boy are gone!

After looking at each other, everyone found out that after the live corpses were removed
on a large scale, they could no longer capture Jin Cheng's whereabouts.

"But how did they leave?"

"Stealth props?"

"What are we going to do now? This is completely confusing..."

The players who follow Jin Cheng, except for a part of the peepers from all sides, are
mostly ordinary players with no idea. They can't see through the contest behind this
matter, and if they can't intervene, then there is only one stupid way-follow Jin Cheng.

The door of the private room closed again, isolating everyone's eyes.
At this moment, another door suddenly opened on the wall on the other side of the
private room. K pushed the door open and walked in, saying, "The news has been
delivered, but I can't guarantee that he will come."

Tang Cuo looked indifferent, leaning against the sofa, playing chess pieces in his hand,
"There is labor."

K looked at his expression and became more curious, leaning his arms against the door
and asking, "How do you know I still have a door here?"

Tang Cuo: "If there is no back door at the intelligence dealer's site, it proves that he is
very amateur."

k shrugged.

He opened several backdoors and never used it until he had to. Just now Jin Cheng
originally planned to leave with quantum cloak. Who knows Tang Cuo stopped him and
let him go directly to the back door. The back door of the private room is also not the
back door of the tavern. After going out, you still have to walk through a safe passage
so that it will not be immediately discovered by players on the back street of the tavern.

"I said that you are getting more and more excessive. Have you considered my tavern
as your base camp? Come to me to talk if you don't move. Others think I'm with you." k
Really speechless.

Before waiting for Tang Cuo to speak, Lilith gave him back. "You can also invite Crimson
to sit down and open the door to do business. The visitor is a guest."

K didn't want to quarrel with the little girl, and continued to look at Tang Cuo, said: "Jin
Cheng left by himself, leaving you here as a target, do you cooperate with him like
that?"

The little girl replied to him with a smile: "The talents who are not strong enough are
called targets. My brother is called Shouguan Yanluo. If you can't speak, just shut up."
"Yes, you will talk. You can say more. Take the liberty to ask, I have demolished your
ancestral grave?"

"You **** tear me down."

k rolled his eyes and walked away.

At the same time, rigorous investigations are under way in the secret base of No Way.

Because of the disappearance of the "Red Man in the Red Cloak" and the strange
singing that suddenly sounded outside, the tall man ordered the whole building to be
thoroughly investigated, and every room could not be missed. But they can't waste their
time on possible spies. After a while, the tall man and Pepe, the plant's psychic
therapist, set off to find Tang Cuo.

Another group of people went to the black hat grocery store to check the news.
Lianliankan and his teammates stayed in charge of investigation and guarded Miao Qi.

Qian Wei has been hiding in the room until now he realizes that there may be few idle
players in this building, and most of the places are occupied by suspicious guys.

The investigation will soon be close to the room where he is located, but now there are
also guards outside. If he turns the window out at the moment, the probability of being
found is about 100%.

What is the dilemma, this is it.

The singing of Bai Da Jin Jing has long since stopped. Qian Wei was also a stunner just
now, remembering the "sounding east and west" that Peng Mingfan once told him, so
he gritted his teeth and took out his full strength running shoes, wanting to fight Zheng
Yingying cover.

The players passing by didn't know it at all. Suddenly they came across a fool and said
that he would send him pieces of equipment at the price of making him wear a lap
around, of course, he was willing to take it.
It's just that most of the players in Yongye City have no credit at all. After running out of
Qian Wei's sight, they took off their shoes and ran away immediately.

At this point, Qian Wei felt that he was really not suitable for playing tactics. I lost a
piece of equipment and didn't say, "I don't know if there is any effect", and in the end, I
put myself in danger.

It was depressing, so depressing that I wanted to hit the wall.

How can this be done by yourself?

do not care.

Listening to the sound of the investigation, Qian Wei endured a small cut in his arm, and
wiped his face with blood, then put some dust on his face, and finally lay on the ground
with his eyes closed-pretending to be a dead body .

At the same time, the third floor.

Without going out to perform the task, Yao Qing, who was squeezed out of the core,
walked to the door where Miao Qi was detained and said with a cold face: "Open the
door, I want to see him."

"This... Boss Yao, why don't they wait for Brother Chu to come back?"

"Does my words work now? Not even you listen to me?"

Yao Qing was angry, and the two of the gatekeepers looked at each other and quickly
changed their favors. "Why, this is not to be cautious. Even if you go in, we will guard
you at the door."

Yao Qing went in and looked back at the other side of the corridor to see him entering
the room, frowning slightly, but he didn't step forward to stop. He turned to look at his
teammates, suddenly alert: "What about the man just now?"
"Ah?" The teammates reacted afterwards, "You said that just now, I asked him to search
with him, and here he was the only man who had seen the red cloak."

"Are you stupid!" Lianliankan immediately went irritable, "He is undoubtedly unclear, he
will find the people back immediately!"

"Got it, do you have such a big temper?"

His teammates didn't care much, mumbled, and there was also a bit of discomfort in his
eyes. Everyone was average, and it didn't make sense for him to be so trained. But
even after looking at it this way, he also felt that it was not properly handled, and
immediately turned to look for it.

But there are men in the building at this time.

"Bang!" Zheng Yingying made a sneak attack behind him, knocking the innocent
members who were searching, and then kicking Qian Wei, who was carrying the body
on the ground, "Get up."

Qian Wei climbed up, "How come you come back!"

"I almost found out that I can't stay here. You go to Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo right away
and say that Wu Dao may collude with Crimson. They also caught a man wearing a red
scarf." Zheng Yingying spoke very quickly. With. She thought it strange that she had
been arrested at that time, but suddenly a strange song sounded outside, which just
happened to relieve her.

But this is not the time to discuss this. She dragged the one hidden under the bed, put it
with the dizzy on the ground, and then put the cursed dagger into one of the hands,
holding his hand, ruthlessly. Stabbed hard into the other chest.

The next moment, the two disappeared at the same time.

Qian Wei looked dumbfounded. Under Jin Cheng’s order, the murderers in the Yongye
City had to go to jail at the same time as the slain, which restricted the gang of fierce
and fierce players and also limited their counterattack.

But at this moment, Zheng Yingying could think of such a method, too cruel.

"I cover you out, hurry." Zheng Yingying gathered his cloak and changed the look of the
innocent member who just entered the door to search. The tone was firm and Qian Wei
could not be refuted.

Turning the window is too eye-catching, and once seen, it will be immediately judged as
a spy. Zheng Yingying was not tall, but he was brave and took Qian Wei directly through
the corridor to leave the gate.

Qian Wei walked cautiously, lowering his voice as he walked and asked, "Who is
wearing the red scarf? Don't you go with me?"

"I can't get too close outside the room, and it's not very clear."

Zheng Yingying can hear the words "deep red", thanks to the confrontation between
Yao Qing and the tall and thin. After all, Wu Dao was led by the elite of Area A, not a
sloppy cat and a dog. When he mentioned the plan for Tang Cuo, he always controlled
the volume so that these key messages were not heard by Zheng Yingying.

But what she heard was already surprising enough. The thin and tall people have
already set off. Zheng Yingying intuitively feels that their purpose must not be simple.
The most important thing at this moment is to send Qian Wei out as soon as possible
and report to Tangcuo.

The two kept calm on the surface, pretending to search while walking. But Qian Wei
was not a good pretender, and he saw the two people approaching head-on, arbitrarily
identifying too far.

Such a farewell immediately made the other party suspicious.

"Hey, the one over there!" The other side strode over.

Qian Wei was anxious, but he had reached this point. Instead, he was anxious and
walked towards the other party, "It's great, just to meet you, come on, just now someone
in the room was dizzy!"

The other party froze, "Who is dizzy? Make it clear?"

Zheng Yingying glanced at Qian Wei quietly, surprised at his anxiety, and then said,
"The one who said that he saw the red cloak, let's go over and have a look, there are
two dizziness in it!"

Hearing the words, the man gave a quiver in his heart, and immediately could not think
about the strange things on Qian Wei, and hurried to the room they pointed to.

Seeing him turn around unpreparedly, Zheng Yingying wanted to start, but there was
already a noise upstairs at this time. I am afraid that the innocent man finally discovered
the truth of the "red cloak strong man" and was about to catch her.

"Hurry up." Zheng Yingying called Qian Wei to **** the road, and the two rushed out of
the gate smoothly, but there were also guards outside the gate.

The two sides met each other.

Qian Wei turned his heart across and planned to reapply his old skills, but at the
moment he spoke, there was a tremendous loud noise from the building. "Boom--" Like
a cannon roaring, Qian Wei looked up and saw huge smoke pouring out of the windows
on the third floor, shattering the glass on both sides.

"My mother--" Qian Wei exclaimed, and the doorless members of the Dao were also
shocked.

At this moment, the building shouted: "People ran away! Stop!"

"Who ran away?!" The goalkeeper was confused.

"It must be the one wearing the red scarf!" Qian Wei began to fly away, roaring, as if he
was a true member of Dao, and broke his heart. "Hurry and stop, we will be finished
when he runs away!" "

Anxious emotions can be contagious, and when the Wudao members at the door hear
this, they still have to. At this moment, the red scarf floating out of the upper window
seems to verify Qian Wei’s statement. Although it is only a scarf, only one person in the
whole Yongye City will wear such an ugly and village regardless of the heat. Red scarf.

"Go in and help!" Everyone hurried upstairs and ran upstairs, and Qian Wei was also
blindly coaxing, but he deliberately fell behind and ran a few steps, followed by a
sudden brake.

Soon, Qian Wei finally escaped from the building and ran across the street to hide in a
dark alley, before he was slightly relieved. But as soon as he stopped, he found that
Zheng Yingying didn't really follow him.

In an instant, the scalp is numb.

What is this little grandma doing!

Qian Wei cautiously protruded half a head to wait and see, and in the blink of an eye,
there was another gunshot. At this moment, he finally remembered who was wearing
the red scarf. Peng Mingfan had passed the science with him.

Is this group of people in Zone A infighting?

Qian Wei's brain seeds really couldn't figure it out, just as he couldn't understand
whether Zheng Yingying and Tang Cuo were enemies or friends. He gritted his teeth
and ran away to spread the message.

Simultaneously with the sound of his footsteps, there was anger from the sound of
gunfire.
"Yao Qing! Are you really going to betray no way?!" Lianlian looked at the half-burnt
hair, his eyes widened. At this moment, his resentment against Yao Qing far exceeded
Miao Qi, and he wished he could be unloaded.

Yao Qing stood opposite him, surrounded by Miao Qi who was pale and his skin started
to bleed. Miao Qi was carrying her gun, panting, and her body was almost straight.

But there is no doubt that Yao Qing chose to stand on his side.

"You don't listen to my advice first, then don't blame me for turning up ruthlessly." Yao
Qing chuckled and took a step back, grabbed Miao Qi and retreated to the window at
the end of the corridor.

Lianliankan be willing to let him go, immediately greeted the man chased.

A big battle is played immediately.

In the Ruby Tavern, Tangcuo finally waited for his guest, the black hat.

The black hat came in through the back door of the private room, still the shadowy
shade that hadn't been exposed to the moonlight all year round. The wizard's hat
covered his eyes, as if he had just crawled out of the grave.

Lilith got up and stood behind Tang Cuo, and the black hat sat opposite Tang Cuo. The
two sides did not greet and went straight to the subject.

"Your handwriting, right? Instigated players to smash my shop."

"We do business with you."

"Hey."

"Drak gems, forgive fire, black dragon and pale heart are all produced in the series of
"Yueyin Kingdom", right?"

The black hat lowered his head and fiddled with the teacup. "Oh, was the original copy
called "Yueyin"?"
Tang Cuo: "Don't pretend to be stupid. If you want to do this business, just tell the truth
and go out without doing it."

Xu Shi Tangcuo's toughness exceeded the expectations of the black hat. He looked up
and looked at him for a while, before saying: "You smashed my shop, what business do
you want to do with me?"

Tang Cuo: "The things that enter and leave the country of the moon are in my hands. If
you want the remaining three things, you can only ask me."

"You threaten me?"

"Correct."

"..."

"Tell me Chongyan Zhang or Crimson, what did you get from Dream Unlimited Market?"

The black hat couldn't help but have a surprise three consecutive, with a smile on his
face, "How do you know they have been to the fantasy unlimited market?"

Tang Cuo still looked calm, Lilith poured tea next to him, and the status of both parties
was clear.

"The crimson sentence has not yet arrived, but he can be released from prison; the
living corpse was killed, but he did not go to jail; even bs055, which Chong Yanzhang
brought into prison, is not an ordinary product. Apart from the fantasy unlimited market,
where else can it be provided at the same time? What are the high-end props with
specific effects? Not to mention, Crimson does not come out early but not late, but when
the Dream Unlimited Market opens, she comes out, don’t you think it’s a coincidence?"

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Tang Cuo made a few words, so that the black hat began to feel that these two people
from the moment they stepped into the fantasy unlimited market, calculated him in his
heart.

No, perhaps at an earlier time.

"What I want, even if you don't give it, I can wait. I'm leaning on the fantasy unlimited
market, do you think I have to ask you?" The black hat still smiled and looked unmoved.

"If there are really four things in the fantasy unlimited market, you don't have to issue
that order." Tang Cuo said bluntly.

"Then I can try to kill you, and that thing will fall naturally."

"Sorry, it's bound. And I have a resurrection item, you can't kill me."

Tang Cuo blocked the words of the black hat half a step, and then turned back, and
said: "Chongyan Zhang is dead, no matter what purpose he used to help Crimson, he is
already dead. You It’s a player, there’s no need to keep a secret for a crimson, is it? It’s
not your purpose."

Black hat: "So what do you mean by my purpose?"

Tang Cuo: "Four years ago, a copy of "The Rose of July." You, Lin Yandong, Divination
Master Yanye, and other teammates must have happened or discovered something in
it. Four years later, you started with twelve movements. Fantasy Infinite Market, the
purpose of collecting the four things must also be related to this copy. I guess that Lin
Yandong suddenly joined with Yanye, not with you. Even if he saved you later, today ,
The goals of what you do must be inconsistent."
The black hat was silent, he didn't know that Tang Cuo had learned so much.

Tang Cuo stared at his eyes covered by the brim and the long bangs, and continued:
""July Rose" is only one part of "Moon Hidden Land", and it is really possible to peek
into the full picture of this copy and explore some kind of The truth can only be me and
Jin Cheng. It is only me and Jin Cheng who can help you achieve your wishes in the
end. Who should choose, is it unclear?"

"You have chosen for me, come and ask me what to do?"

"That copy is about'God'."

Tang Cuo finally made the smile in the corner of the mouth of the black hat converge a
little, and asked, "What else?"

But this time, Tang Cuo's turn was silent. He was sitting like this, as always,
expressionless, beside him stood tall and bright Lilith, handsome and pretty girl, a big
brother.

This person absolutely does not talk about affection.

This is a visual impression of a black hat, but when I think about it, he really doesn't
have much affection for black hat and Tang Cuo. After the two sides stalemate for a
long time, the black hat finally said: "Amnesty order, rigid toxin and bs055."

Sure enough, even bs055 was taken from the fantasy unlimited market.

"Chongyan chapter?"

"Yes." At the end of the sentence, the black hat added mysteriously, "As for whether it is
out of his own will, then I don't know."

"What is the relationship between stiff toxin and corpse poison?"

"Hey."
Black hat no longer answers, he can tell Tang Cuo some news, but it does not mean
that he has to do everything. What Chong Yanzhang took from him is what it is, as for
more, what matters to him.

"You're so magical, check it yourself."

When leaving, the black hat bumped into the k outside the box, and didn't give him a
good look. k shrugged and buried him with a smile: "Has you deflated?"

"Don't call me next time." The black hat walked away.

k looked at his back, and turned to look at the door of the private room, which was
meaningful.

In the private room, Lilith sat back across from Tang Cuo again and said, "I have not
heard of the stiff toxin. If Wen Xiaoming is here, maybe he will know."

"It doesn't matter, someone here knows." Tang Cuo said, raising his voice slightly,
shouting outside the door: "Mr. K, don't you come in yet?"

K really didn't want to go in. He didn't really want to chat with any of Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo because he found himself always losing secretly.

Although some losses are his own willingness to eat.

"What's calling me again?" But he finally opened the door.

"Rigid toxin." Tang Chuo was concise.

"You really treat me as a subordinate, Jin Cheng still remembers to pay me."

"Credit, he pays the bill."

k was speechless for a while, and finally only uttered a sentence, "I serve you."

Lilith on the opposite side seemed to have eaten sugar, smiling.

K didn't agree with her, and she didn't come in with her arms leaning on the door. She
said: "I don't understand stiff toxins. It's very common from the name, but I've never
heard of it. It should be a partial thing. But I can show you the way, the Vaccine
Research Institute in Area C."

Tang Cuo knew about this research institute, because when Tian Zhi used bs101 on
East Cross Street, Wen Xiaoming brought back the poison medicine from this research
institute.

Corpse poison is one of Crimson's original skills. So stiff toxin should be related to the
reason why the living corpse was not jailed after it was killed. It seems that someone
still has to go to this institute.

Perhaps this is the key to breaking the game.

Tang Cuo asked Lilith to go, but Lilith refused, "The boss asked me to guard you here, I
can't leave, otherwise he must kill me when he comes back."

Tang Cuo said: "You listen to him, he listens to me, you go."

Lilith &k: "..."

The logic was not flawed.

K now believes that Tang Cuo is really Jin Cheng's true love. He can subdue Jin Cheng
and make him obedient. Lilith was still hesitating. There were two reasons why she did
not want to leave. One was worried about Tangcuo's safety, and the other was worried
that she would run into crimson again.

At that time, she could not guarantee whether she could remain sensible.

Tang Cuo then spoke again at this moment, as if she could see through her worries,
"You are out of here, go straight to Area C, and don't stop whatever you see on the
road. As long as you complete this task successfully, I will tell you that Jin Cheng’s love
story."
Lilith: "The deal."

k is simply breathtaking.

After K and Lilith had left one after another, Tang Cuo thought about it and opened the
door to the pub hall. A look at the players outside the door-there were just two now, and
now there is one left.

Are you playing a big change here?

Arriving outside the Ruby Tavern, Peppa, who was secretly surveyed among the crowd,
and Peppa, the plant's psionicist, felt a little suspicious and did not rush forward.

The two watched in silence.

On the other side, the fighting in the secret stronghold of Dao is nearing completion.

After all, Yao Qing and Miao Qi were only two people, and Miao Qi was seriously
injured. There were still spiders and vines in his body that were not removed. His
combat power was greatly reduced, and he became a drag. Yao Qing's strength has not
been restored, and the puppets are not used.

In the end, Miao Qiyi shot to cover Yao Qing. Yao Qing fled the window and fled, but
Miao Qi failed to get out.

"Fight me fiercely!" Lian Lian even saw that Miao Qi's gun made a gray face, and the
few hairs left on his head were unprotected, and he was irritated. "Pouring a potion,
hanging his last breath, I let him live It's better to die."

At the end of the speech, he kicked another foot on Miao Qi's stomach, "Run, the spider
planted in the body can still run so well, you run!"

Miao Qi suffered from syncope, and was awakened by the medicine. But the reason
why a lunatic is a lunatic is that he saw the ridiculous bald head repeatedly and said,
"Ugly."
Even when he looked at his lungs, he exploded. Fortunately, his companion stopped
him in time. "If he hits him again, he will really die!"

"Let go!" Liankai broke free, but he didn't die anymore. He chased by the window and
looked out. Yao Qing, who had run out of the field, turned back and waved at him.

Seeing the bottom repeatedly, he couldn't hold it back. The injuries he had just suffered
occurred at this time, even making him angry to vomit blood.

Everyone was startled, and hurriedly took a potion of syrup to irrigate him, for fear that
he would be wiped out. And just as everyone's attention was on Lianliankan and Miao
Qi, Zheng Yingying's pretending member of Wudao quietly walked to a closed room.

Zheng Yingying has never forgotten why she initially felt suspicious here that someone
had brought a living body in a sack. She walked everywhere in the chaos, most of the
doors were opened because of the turmoil, there was no figure of a living corpse, and
the only room that was closed from beginning to end and always guarded was this one.

Now, the people staying here are also taken away by Yao Qing and Miao Qi.

Zheng Yingying leaned close to the door and listened carefully. It seemed that he could
hear the roar of the corpse with his mouth closed, but the door was locked with a magic
lock and she couldn't open it.

Go ahead or continue lurking?

Zheng Yingying's men consciously touched the handle of the knife, but the innocent
people responded very quickly and were very cautious. After a while, they decided to
evacuate and change the location.

She had to evade, but Wudao began to evacuate, meaning that if anything was locked
in this room, she would also be transferred.

Ten minutes later, Zheng Yingying finally verified the conjecture in her heart-the corpse
was indeed inside.
Why does Wudao imprison a living corpse? What do they want to do? With such
doubts, Zheng Yingying mixed with them all the way to the new stronghold.

It was probably stimulated by continuous spies and betrayal. The innocent people's
nerves were tense, but there was no doubt that Zheng Yingying had been in the team.

The night covered their actions well. This is near the edge of the e zone, and the lights
are not very bright.

No one spoke and was slightly tired.

Lianliankan and his teammates are at the forefront, because only their core members
know the location of the secret stronghold. Of course, Yao Qing also knows.

"He won't sell us completely?" His teammates lowered his voice, lest the words be said,
confusing the army.

"Transfer first. With so many strongholds, they can't find them one by one, and the time
is too late. And even if Yao Qing goes to Jin Cheng, Jin Cheng will not believe him for a
while." Lianlian looked back calmly, and his IQ finally Start to occupy the highlands.

But at this moment, the person who walked behind him suddenly raised his forefinger
and took a breath. "So, is that Yao Qing?"

"Slap." Looking at the face under the street lamp repeatedly, the tight string in his head
suddenly broke again. This place is not far from the new stronghold. Is Yao Qing waiting
here for the stabbing not deep enough? !

It just doesn't make sense!

"Kill him, you can't let him do bad things anymore! Do it now!"

As soon as the voice fell, countless attacks leaned towards Yao Qing.
It's not just looking at one person who is angry. For Wudao, Yao Qing is a shameful
betrayal. At this moment, where can they remember what Yao Qing has done for them,
only the green light of betrayal shines in the sky.

"Wait, this is Yao Qing!"

"It's you who hits!"

The exchange of fire between the two sides took place in an instant, and Yao Qing was
only too late to shout that word, and was overwhelmed by the colorful energy beams,
including bullets and sword lights. The crowd was furious and irresistible.

Unsurprisingly, Yao Qing passed away and failed to even make any effective
counterattack. The innocent members who made the final blow also went to jail, but it
was not important at all.

The important thing is that the hateful betrayers go to jail!

After seeing bad breath again and again, he was refreshed. "Yao Qing went to jail. No
one can know the location of our stronghold for the time being. Let's hurry and transfer.

Everyone responded.

Only Zheng Yingying felt strange. Just now she saw a trace of consternation in Yao
Qing's eyes.

Why did a betrayal who had run away suddenly block the road? What was he stunned
before he died? What can he be surprised at? Zheng Yingying felt more and more
wrong as she tried, Yu Guang glanced at the unconscious Miao Qi who was walking
away.

An incredible guess gradually formed in Zheng Yingying's heart.

No one saw it. Someone on the roof not far away was snickering.
g10086 Wen Xiaoming, threw an empty medicine bottle into the trash can, clapped his
hands, lifted his chin slightly, like a proud little peacock.

"You don't believe me to be a genius in pharmacy, hey, I am really a genius."

An improved version of the transformation medicine, which lasts for one hour, changes
form from animal to humanoid. He deceived everyone with Yao Qing's face in this hour.

And the real Yao Qing, as soon as he showed up, killed his teammates in a fire, and
was sitting in the cell at the moment to doubt life.

After a long silence, he slowly spit out, "God's day."

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Wen Xiaoming ran away immediately after finishing.

Originally, he didn't want to "explode himself" so quickly. If he kept lurking, maybe Yao
Qing would kill more than one. But he heard Wu Dao's plan against Tang Cuo, afraid
that something would happen, he could only choose to retreat.

It takes about 20 minutes to run at full speed from the Ruby Tavern.

Tang Cuo, who was worried about by many people, is now singing the empty city plan.
The door of the open private room was not closed anymore. Everyone could see Tang
Cuo who was playing chess in the private room. He knew that he was making a
mystery, but he didn't know what it was.

Most people here are not hostile to Tangcuo, they are just watching. And many people
firmly believe that Tang Cuo is here, then Jin Cheng will eventually come back.

The two have almost never been separated since they met in the f district.

The atmosphere inside and outside the pub is too harmonious.

Tang Cuo sang the empty city plan, but not to completely deter the enemy. In his guess,
Crimson must have other helpers besides Chong Yanzhang. Players in Yongye City
have always been able to forgive the twelve movements, not to mention those who can
come with Crimson, how come they don’t want to deal with Jin Cheng?

Regardless of whether Jin Cheng has the No. 2 movement in his hand, he must be a
major stumbling block on the road of the movement, and the best way to deal with Jin
Cheng is not to start with the "weakness" around him?

Tang Cuo does not believe he is so good that a target stands here, and the other party
will be indifferent.

But he waited and waited for the cooperation.

The tavern walked into a tall and muscular man. He walked into the private room with all
his eyes and sat down to talk to him. "Is Tangcuo? I'm on behalf of Wudao to discuss
cooperation with you."

Tang Cuo saw that the other party did not invite him to sit, knowing that he might not be
able to get on the table in the other party's eyes, so he continued to play with the chess
pieces and said, "You should go to Jin Cheng."

Tall and tall: "Is he not here? We tell you the same."
At the end of the speech, the tall man looked outside and said, "Can you close the
door? I don't think our conversation is suitable for leaking."

Wen Yan, Tang Cuo raised his head, his black and white eyes looked at them, his eyes
blinked, as if he could see their hearts. The tall, thin man felt guilty for no reason, and
when he thought he had been exposed, Tang Cuo suddenly said, "Yes."

The tall man didn't dare to relax at all, so Pepe closed the door, and his attitude became
more cautious.

"You also know about Crimson. It involves a lot of people. No one in Yongye City can be
alone. I apologize for the last time Yao Qing shot you in Area f. I hope you can ignore
the previous suspicions. Yao Qing’s behavior alone, It does not mean that we have no
way at all."

"He is dealing with Jin Cheng, not me, I have no right to accept your apology."

The tall and thin guy didn't expect that Tang Cuo's oil and salt wouldn't enter, and he
was suddenly speechless. He didn't really want to apologize. Tangcuo did not let him
come to Taiwan?

"That was my fault, and next time I see Jin Cheng, I must apologize to him in person."

As for the apology, it is not necessarily.

"Can we talk about cooperation now?" the tall man asked again.

Tang Cuo only made a gesture of asking, and his attitude was not too salty. The tall and
stubborn patient, the more angry he is in his face, the more he smiles, and he hangs on
his face. "You know a lot of news, and we don't have many talents. If we want to deal
with crimson, we will be more confident."

"How to assign the second movement?"

Tang Cuo choked on the tall man with another sentence.

Pepe, who has been silent, said, "We just want to stop Crimson, you don't have to think
about it. If we haven't coveted the second movement, it must be fake, but now it is the
most important to stop Crimson. Yes, isn’t it? No matter who the second movement
ends in, we can fight and grab, but as long as we don’t give Crimson, everything is easy
to say."

The tall man nodded, "Yeah, we don't ask you to share all the information with us, but if
you need someone to stop the crimson, you should not exclude us."

Tang Cuomo held his pawn, and if he was thinking for a long time, he spit out the
sentence: "Your words are indeed quite reasonable."

Pei Pei and Lei Gao were relieved, and Lei Gao immediately asked Pei Pei to open the
door and call out the waiter, ordering the most expensive bottle of wine on the menu.

Tang Cuo and the tall and thin two sat opposite each other, and Pepe stood beside him
and poured a glass of wine for each.

The tall man raised his glass, "Just wish us a happy cooperation, no matter how, we
must stop crimson."

Tang Cuo was a little casual, picked up the wine glass and dangled, but he reached his
lips but stopped again. The tall man felt tight, but his face didn't show up. "What's
wrong?"

"No, I remember that I don't like to drink whiskey." Tang Cuo said.

"Aren't you regretting it again?" The tall man finally showed a little impatience and put
the glass on the table. "Where is Jin Cheng? I think I'm still talking to him."

Tang Cuo smiled and didn't say anything. The path drank from the glass. And just when
he drank the wine, Qian Wei rushed into the tavern door, yelling and asking where Jin
Cheng and Tang Cuo were.
The ignorant player pointed a finger at the door of the private room. Qian Wei couldn't
care much, and ran up to open the door. As soon as the door opened, he faced Pepe,
who was guarding the door.

"Lying trough." Qian Wei seemed to be thrown into a pot of ice water, and his heart was
cold and his heart was flying.

"Do it!" The thin tall man slapped his hand on the table, and flicking his hand was a whip
lashing to Tangcuo. Pei Pei also reached out and grabbed Qian Wei. At such a short
distance, facing the pair of big hands enough to cover Qian Wei's entire face, Qian Wei
ghost squatted like a god, rolled forward, and rolled under the table.

Pepe grabbed the empty palm and ignored Qian Wei under the table, and stared at
Tang Cuo with a vicious look.

Tang Cuo just evaded the fire whip, but in such a small private room, his range of
evasion is limited, plus the two attack, the situation is very unfavorable to him.

The tall and thin person is aware of this, even if the players outside the room are
already in an uproar, the change may happen in the blink of an eye, and the people
outside cannot react at all.

Even if the reaction comes, will they help Tang Cuo? The two samples of indifference
and selfishness in the city of Yongye are inscribed in the bones.

"Slap!" Pepe's black spider vines replaced the fire whip, and cracks appeared on the
walls. In order to block Tang Cuo, he originally stood close to the doorway. Tang Cuo
couldn't escape from the doorway, and was eventually hit by Spidervine in his right arm.

The taller one closed his hand and stood like a proud beast trainer to watch, blocking
Qian Wei if necessary.

"Don't resist, the spider vines have been planted in your body, if you don't want to
endure hardships, just obediently capture."
"What spider vine?" Qian Wei exclaimed. He didn't know what the spider vine was, but it
was very bad when he heard it. He looked at Tang Cuo who was injured and couldn't
help at all if he wanted to help.

The tall, thin man chuckled, but he didn't want to bother with a little bite. His eyes were
still on Tang Cuo. "Of course it is you, Tang Cuo. I thought you didn't drink that glass of
wine. , It seems that you are nothing more than that. I really don’t know what Jin Cheng
looks at you."

He also thought about it seriously and continued to ask sincerely: "Face?"

Hearing the words, Tang Cuo's face was dull, and despite the injury, he grabbed the
spider vine with bare hands. When the blood slipped from his palm, he leaned his head
to look at the tall man and said, "It really is."

The tall man didn't expect him to slam his tongue at this time, and his face was almost
as stinky as Lianliankan. He immediately gave Pepe a wink, Pepe understood, raised
his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Crack!" A clear sound made Qian Wei's heart alarm.

There must be something wrong!

He was so anxious again that seeing Pepe and the tall man’s attention was not on his
little one, shouted at the door and shouted: "No way to trust crimson! No way to **** to
crimson! famous!"

That loud voice and wonderful rhythm are comparable to "Jiangnan Leather Factory
Closed".

The players were watching, and the big guys were fighting. Doesn't it make sense that
they shot at random, right? But Qian Wei's voice completely changed the situation, and
no way even turned to Crimson. They tried to kill Tang Cuo under the eyes of everyone,
which is a ready proof!
Suddenly, the group was angry.

But when they rushed to the door of the private room, the situation inside was stunned.

A Rubik's cube whirled around in the air, with six sides lit up.

The spider vines thrown by Pepe and the thin dragons turned upside down, hitting their
respective bodies with a thunderbolt, striking them hard and hitting the wall.

The sound of cracking bones was accompanied by the sound of vomiting blood, and the
terrible smell of burning hair.

The tall and thin man propped himself up despite the pain, and looked at Tang Cuo's
expression with disbelief, "How is it possible! How could you not be in the spider's
vine?!"

Tang Cuo, a ruthless killer with no emotion, raised his hand to recall the Rubik's Cube
and lifted the sword.

Pepe hurriedly blocked, he had thick skin and thick meat, and the force value was very
high. It could have stopped Tang Cuo's sword, but just when he and Tang Cuo were
close, the two of them were facing each other. Pepe's brain was like Being stabbed.

"Ah!" he screamed, and the spider could not hold it.

Tang Cuo avoided him in a wrong step, but instead of killing the tall man, he flew a kick
to kick him again, and then backhanded into Pepe's back.

One dizzy, one fell, double kill.

He drew his sword and blood gradually fell on his trouser legs. Turning around and
looking back, the players outside the booth all took a step back, watching his eyes full of
shock and consternation.

Only Qian Wei was simply happy, and wished to applaud.

"Brother Tang, how did you do it!"

it's actually really easy.

Tang Cuo suspected that since the two appeared, all the temptation and distrust in the
conversation were acting. The place where the other party really showed his feet was
not the glass of wine, but an apology on behalf of Yao Qing.

What players in Yongye City are so broad-minded that they can apologize to their old
opponents in order to eliminate common enemies? Or apologize on behalf of others.

When that glass of wine appeared, Tang Cuo pretended to hesitate, but actually used
the skills secretly. Time Pause: The pause time is one second, within this second, the
player himself can move freely. Cooling time is one hour.

Tang Cuo poured the wine casually in this second, and pretended to have drunk in front
of them casually.

The two saw him drinking, and when Qian Wei broke in, they turned over immediately.

Tang Cuo threw the cube of doom again, and the probability of one-sixth was thrown to
the "skill rebound", which shows that the luck of these two people was not good enough.
As for the trick to stop Pepe, it is "soul shock."

However, Tang Cuo couldn't explain to Qian Wei, only shrugged off: "Good luck."

"Everyone who is strong says he is lucky." Qian Wei shook his head and exclaimed,
then looked at the tall and thin Peppa on the ground, and the thin tall fainted, but Pepe
was still struggling, holding his stinging head to want Climbed up, but fell down again.

"What do they do?" Qian Wei asked.

Tang Cuo didn't think about it. At this time, he looked at Qian Wei and thought of Chi
Yan. The light flashed, and the black iron cage automatically zoomed in, closing Pepe
inside.

Qian Wei opened his mouth in surprise, and Tang Cuo nodded slightly in satisfaction. It
seemed that the gift Xiao Xiao gave was really good.
"Two or two, what should I do now? Does Dao really collaborate with Crimson?" At this
time, the players outside the booth finally came in boldly, the surface was disturbed, and
the heart was even more disturbed.

Tang Cuo looked at them and narrowed his eyes slightly, but thought of Jin Cheng in his
heart.

I don't know if he went smoothly.

At this moment, in a dark alley about two streets away from Ruby Tavern, Wen
Xiaoming stared closely at the woman in the red dress at the front exit with a dignified
look.

He looked back, and a young man blocked his way with a knife.

If Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng can be seen here, this person is Meng Yufei who pinches his
face, but Wen Xiaoming has never seen this face.

"It happened that I met him here." Crimson smiled. She was so coincident that she met
Wen Xiaoming as soon as she came from Area F, but this must be thanks to Meng
Yufei. If it were not for his sharp eyes, Crimson could not find it.

After all, I haven’t seen it for a year. She doesn’t remember the small characters like
Wen Xiaoming very well.

Wen Xiaoming's heart sank more and more. He looked at the river standing behind the
crimson, and asked, "Are you with her? Are you a ghost in the back?"

Jiang He frowned, but didn't speak. As an assassin, he discovered Wen Xiaoming

earlier than Meng Yufei. If Meng Yufei didn't cross the foot, then Wen Xiaoming would
pass by them.

It was Meng Yufei.

There was a deep red on the side, the fire of revenge in Meng Yufei's heart was ignited
again, and the evil spirit suddenly turned into courage. Even if Zheng Yingying is here
now, I am afraid he can't suppress him.

What about Zheng Yingying?

Jiang He couldn't help thinking of her and Qian Wei, and wondered if she successfully
met Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo. If they were met with Yingying Ying by Crimson, Jianghe
could hardly predict the consequences.

"Did you kill it?" Jiang He started, his tone cold, without any ups and downs.

The words made Meng Yufei across the room very happy to hear it, but Crimson turned
his head to look at him and raised his eyebrows thoughtfully. At the end, she smiled and
said, "No, I told Jin Cheng and Rong Yi a 24-hour time limit. The time has not yet come.
Let's ask him to come back as a guest."

Jianghe: "Do you have a place to go?"

Crimson: "It happened to take a group of children and play with them."

Hearing this, Wen Xiaoming suddenly thought of a possibility, and his face was green.

Dog Day.

He just came out there, wouldn't he go back again?

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Wen Xiaoming was really taken back to Wudao's new stronghold. There seems to be a
special way of contact between Crimson and Wudao, allowing Crimson to find here
smoothly.

The innocent people also did not know the entanglement between the crimson and the
river, and when they saw the river, they all looked alert. Wen Xiaoming hoped that they
would fight, secretly, it would be best to fight to death, but in the end, he failed to do so.

Wen Xiaoming felt bitter in his heart and could only continue acting, pretending that he
didn't even know about Yao Qing.

Zheng Yingying, who was mixed in the crowd, saw the river and Crimson coming in
together, and the two stood so close together, and were stunned. Fortunately, she had a
cloak of Vientiane in disguise and bowed her head in time.

Can only hold back.

Zheng Yingying clenched her fist quietly, lowered her eyes to block the flash of violence
in her eyes, and looked downcast. Unexpectedly, this picture pleased Lianliankan. He
waved his hand and clicked Zheng Yingying, and asked her and the other three to ****
Wen Xiaoming to the house next to Miao Qi.

"Yes." Zheng Yingying finally glanced the river secretly, and then escorted Wen
Xiaoming away.

As time pushed forward, Jin Cheng, who was hanging by Tang Cuoji, took Chi Yan into
Zone B. Having got the pass is not a troublesome thing, he had Wen Xiaoming prepare
some beforehand, just to use.

As for why I brought Chi Yan out alone, on the one hand, it was because the person
who was going to see this time was the fortune-teller’s karma, and Chi Yan was
surrounded by aura of good luck. There is a high probability that Tangcuo will stay in the
Ruby Tavern. Instead of leaving Chi Yan there, it is better to leave Tangcuo and Lilith,
both of them are stronger and easier to escape.

Chi Yan had heard of the fortune-teller in Area B and was very curious. After the door,
he could not wait to look in and asked, "Isn’t it that the fortune-teller only picks up in
three months? It didn’t take long before the last pick-up. Ah, what if she doesn’t see
us?"

Jin Cheng shrugged, "So we have to knock on the door."

Chi Yanxin said that it was not a normal step to knock on the door. Turning around, Jin
Cheng took out the mechanical bow, took a step back, bent the bow and made an
arrow, the tip of the arrow condensed a white light spin, let go-"Bang!"

The door lock was penetrated directly by a metal feather arrow, and the door opened.

Chi Yan was dumbfounded. Was this the so-called knock on the door? ? ?

"Go in." Jin Cheng suddenly walked in, Chi Yan quickly followed.

There is also a main entrance through the courtyard. Compared to here, the outside
entrance is the decoration. The last time Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo came, the two doors
opened automatically, but the fortune teller's words were so simple for many years.
Every place here is equipped with magic defenses, which is not something that ordinary
people can break into at will.

Jin Cheng continued to bend the bow, the arrow pointed at the door, and his eyes were
slightly condensed. Leng Bingbing's female voice sounded at the right moment, and
stopped a second before he shot the arrow—

"Jin Cheng, if you dare to break my door again, I will turn your face."
"You said it earlier." Jin Cheng pressed down the arrow tip, but his hand was still not
released. "If you open the door generously and invite me in, I don't need to break the
door."

"I haven't arrived in three months. I haven't seen guests. This is my rule."

"But this is not my rule. You know that in Yongye City, there are few doors that can stop
me, unless you already plan to give up this place completely." Jin Cheng said, smiling
again, "I forced Go in, you turn your face with me; if you don’t let me in, I turn your face
with you. Choose one of the two, choose one."

The other party did not answer slowly, and across the door, Chi Yan still felt a little
nervous and a little inexplicable excitement, as if she were standing in front of Fu
Wenpei's door.

Jin Cheng gave a soft click and raised the arrow again. At this moment, the door
opened.

Yanye finally chose to compromise.

The two pushed the door in. There was no one in the door. Like the last time, the two
met in the study on the second floor, and no one could see anyone across the black
curtain.

"I want to divination, positioning." Jin Cheng opened the door straight away.

"I am a magic fortune teller, not a fortune teller." Yanye's voice could not help but bring a
trace of anger.

"Regardless of magic or fortune-telling, it's easy to find someone who can find
someone."

"..."

It seemed that Yanye took a moment to calm down, before asking: "Who?"
Jin Cheng: "No. 2 Movement."

Yanye: "It can't be determined. This is something that can issue laws and change the
Yongye City. With my strength, I can't do divination at all."

Jin Cheng: "What can you do?"

Yanye simply stopped talking.

Jin Cheng took a step back, shrugged, and said, "What about Wen Xiaoming and Rong
Yi? But just two players, can you find their place?"

"Be clear first, why should I help you? You are just one of my former guests, and I never
make an exception for anyone."

"Aren't you Lin Yandong's person?" Jin Cheng seemed suspicious and very puzzled.
"Lin Yandong was killed and put in jail. Now Crimson has to further persecute me. Miao
Qi knows to ask me for help, don't you take the hand?"

The black curtain has no waves.

For a long time, Yanye's voice was low, "Who told you I am Lin Yandong's?"

Jin Cheng: "Black hat."

"You have no credentials, let alone I have been in area b, and Lin Yandong is in area a.
We have no intersection in these years. Even if the copy of Tang Cuo mentioned four
years ago, I went with him, and I can't represent what."

"Well, if you say no, it's not."

Jin Cheng seems to have no intention of entangled in this issue, "Can you find someone
for me now?"

Yanye also took a step back, "waiting."

At the end of the speech, no sound came from behind the curtain for a long time.
Chi Yan dared not speak, lest he accidentally leak any news, and could only
communicate with Jin Cheng with his eyes. Jin Cheng and he are no longer on the
same channel, but Chi Yan's last action he saw clearly-he drew three question marks on
his head, probably in a certain emoji.

Jin Cheng shook his head at him, no matter what he was asking, anyway, it would be
right to temporarily stay still.

Chi Yan nodded, more than an ok gesture.

After the exchange on a channel was not over at all, the two waited for a while, and
there was still no movement behind the curtain. Chi Yan was a little surprised how Jin
Cheng talked about the rules again. When he came in, he was so tough that he stopped
at a small curtain at the moment.

Jin Cheng certainly has his own thoughts, because he doubts that no one is behind the
curtain.

No matter who walks in here, they will meet Yan Ye across the curtain, but in the past
few years, no guest has really seen his face.

Yanye lives in all three doors, with a symbolic courtyard door outside, a defensive door
covered with magic traps in the middle, and the curtain in front of him.

This is a psychological defense.

It is a good way to separate the guests who visit from Yanye and create a sense of
mystery. Yanye lived in a simple way, like a sweeping monk in Yongye City, coupled with
the particularity of his ability, no player would like to take an active hatred with him, and
naturally he would not unruly to open the curtain.

Even Jin Cheng would not do this.

When Tang Cuo came here last time, he had tried him, but he was also stopped by him.
All these prove that Yanye can see the actions of everyone in this room, no matter
where you stand and what you say.

This is actually the reason why Jin Cheng stopped in front of this third gate and was
unwilling to tear his face with Yan Ye. It is difficult for you to judge the extent to which
Yanye has taken control of this house. What if it also exists like a black iron cage?

Then you will be blind, and if you move, the other party may immediately perform a
"catch the turtle in the urn" to you.

Jin Cheng is very inclined to such speculation, especially after knowing that Yan Ye and
Lin Yandong may have a relationship. These two people, one said, were restricted to
area a and could not go to the lower area.

A tortoise shrinks in zone b. This house is like his fortress.

What is he afraid of? What to avoid?

This is the voice of Yanye once again, "Wen Xiaoming in e

District, Rong Yi could not detect, maybe in a place like the copy, my ability is not
enough to spy. "

Jin Cheng: "Area? Where is it?"

Yanye: "It should be the area near the southern periphery. I don't know the specific
location. But I saw in the crystal ball that the energy fluctuation of the area is very
strong. There should be more than one high-level player."

Wen Yan frowned slightly. Yanye should not lie to Wen Xiaoming's news, but if this is
true, there must be something in Area f that he does not know about.

However, Jin Cheng was not in a hurry to find out. He suddenly patted Chi Yan on the
shoulder and said to the curtain, "Come all here, please show this younger brother
again."
"Who?"

"A new generation of emperors."

"..."

"I'm serious, otherwise you pk metaphysics with him?"

I was so embarrassed to say this, so I waved my hand and said, "I'm better luck."

"Children's modesty is a good thing." Jin Cheng smiled and turned his eyes, said: "So,
please respect your fortune-teller to calculate the future for him, see when he can kill Yu
Yiyi, and become a new one. Emperor."

Word industry: "You seem to mean something."

Jin Cheng: "What do you mean?"

Yanye didn't answer. The answer was not to recruit himself, but Jin Cheng suddenly got
involved with Yu Yiyi. What was the intention of the perfunctory remarks?

Jin Cheng embraced his arms and walked slowly in the room, "Yu Yiyi got the clue of
the Crimson Life Box from you. You are not saying that you only have a divination of the
past and future of one person, Crimson and Yu Yiyi have nothing Related, why did you
tell him this clue?"

Yanye: "This is the result of divination. I just told the designated person according to the
divination's instructions. Jin Cheng, I can't explain the principle to you because it has no
principle."

"Really." Jin Cheng narrowed his eyes. In this so-called divination guide, is the guide a
vague and mysterious force or a specific person?

There is only one word between the **** and the **** stick, and there is only a line
between the fortune teller and the liar. This name is so easy to use, everything can be
pushed to the divination, and it is up to her to decide who she wants to see.
Fortune-telling, isn't this a perfect cover?

If Lin Yandong really stood behind her, then her move to give the news of the life box is
worth digging into. Lin Yandong was so easily killed by Crimson to go to jail...

Crimson's behind-the-scenes push hands is probably more than Chong Yanzhang. He

is just a chess piece destined to sacrifice.

But now is not the time to tear the face. It’s enough to wait for them to have a little more
information and more initiative. It’s enough to beat it for the time being.

Thinking about this, Jin Cheng called Shang Chiyan and decided to go to the e-zone to
find Wen Xiaoming.

When going out, Jin Cheng took a closer look at the situation in the house and found
nothing unusual.

Chi Yan also looked away, but he was purely curious. He wanted to see if there were
any divination objects in the room, such as crystal balls, garlic, bones, etc.
Unfortunately, this is an ordinary house, and the decoration is called It's nothing strange.

After waiting out the door and entering the yard, Chi Yan took out a thermometer-like
thing and looked at it. He was surprised and said, "Huh? I thought we had been in for a
long time, but we didn't expect it to be eighteen minutes?"

"What did you say?" Jin Cheng Huo Ran turned his head.

"It's just... Eighteen minutes have passed." Chi Yan scratched his head and explained:
"This is what I taught me when I followed Brother Rong Yi's copy. No matter where I
went or what I did, I had to count myself. Probably because he is a psionicist of the time
department, he pays special attention to this aspect of time. He also told me a very
philosophical word. Anyway, I think it sounds very powerful.

He thought for a while before thinking, "Your senses will deceive you, but time won't."

time.
The time is wrong!

Jin Cheng can be sure that they have gone in for more than 18 minutes, and he hasn't
found that the time is not equal in the first two times. That is to say, only this time, there
is something in this house that affects the time flow rate.

Reminiscent of Yan Ye's saying that he could not detect Rong Yi's existence, Jin
Cheng's face changed suddenly, and he turned and rushed back.

As soon as the light flashed, the mechanical bow already appeared in his hand.

But at this moment, in this fortress-like room, all the magical defense formations were lit
up on the surrounding walls and doors.

The colorful and bright light filled the entire field of vision, and also illuminated the night
sky, so that the players nearby looked up together, their faces stunned, and they didn't
know what happened.

Jin Cheng took the opportunity to shoot with an arrow, but the result was very bad. With
one arrow of his full strength, he only caused fluctuations in the array, and the defensive
circles were connected in series. Through the general fluctuation of the halo, his attacks
were removed layer by layer.

He couldn't help but swear in words in his heart, hiding here how many layers of magic
had been stacked in four years, but the attack on his hands did not dare to stop.

Chi Yan quickly stepped forward to help.

Inside the room, the magic circle was brighter than anywhere else, but there were no
doors or windows, not even a light.

And even if the magic array is strong, there is still a place where it can't be
photographed, and a hand extends from the dark shadow, pinching Rong Yi's neck.

"Say, where is the second movement? This place is forbidden everywhere, even if you
want to use it now, you can't use it."
Look carefully, these hands are as small as a ten-year-old child, but as thin as an
eighty-year-old woman.

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Rong Yi really felt that it was not easy for him to live. He was bitter in heart, but he was
strangled by his neck and couldn't say a word.

In this strange room, his abilities were suppressed, so that he could not escape a
chicken feet.

Yanye hasn’t got the No. 2 movement yet, so he naturally doesn’t want to kill him. When
he has only one breath left, he releases it a little bit, saying, “I know the No. 2
movement is in your hands, and the result of divination will not be deceived Me. How
did you get the No. 2 movement, and why was it hidden and not sent out? I am not
interested at all, I just want you to hand over the movement."

But Rongyi just closed his eyes and didn't answer.

Yanye's voice became sharper, "Don't be delusional, you think you can make a trick and
let Jin Cheng be aware that he will save you? You are wrong, even if he destroyed my
house, it is impossible. Find you. You cannot escape, and no one will come to rescue
you, and I will not kill you, so that you can escape to area g. You only have one way to
escape, that is, suicide."
Suddenly she chuckled again, "I will not stop you if you want to commit suicide, I
respect your right to die."

Rong Yi understood what she meant.

In the Yongye City, even if the player is killed 10 million times, it is still just a jail, only a
matter of severity. But once you commit suicide, it is really dead, after all, Yongye City
does not like this behavior. The twelve movements are unbound items. When he dies,
the movements will fall automatically. Isn't it cheap?

"Then why didn't you chase to prison and kill me?" Rong Yi asked, he was really
curious, "Are you afraid of anything?"

"This is not what you should worry about." Yanye's voice froze again. Within a few
minutes, her emotions changed a lot, and the image of the soothsayer in the old days
was gone.

"Are you afraid of Lin Yandong?" Rong Yi started to be indifferent.

"Shut up." Yan Ye sneered.

"You are Lin Yandong's, right? You have been working for him in secret, but you can
clearly know the position of the second movement through divination, but you don't tell
him. When you go to the g zone, you will immediately strike me. Do you want to go
against the water alone? Or do you want to get rid of Lin Yan from the beginning—"

Yanye pinched Rong Yi's neck again. She seemed stimulated by Rong Yi's words. The
whole person stepped out of the shadows, pinched him, and pressed him against the
wall behind.

Rong Yi finally saw her face in the light of the magic circle, and her pupils enlarged with
consternation.

It doesn't look like a normal person's face at all.

The skin was loose and pleated, and the eyes were flexible and vivid, like a little girl in
her twenties. His body was thin and his hair was dry, like a dwarf.

In Yongye City, who can squeeze his face and change his appearance at will, what
conditions are needed to grow like this? !

"Are you afraid?" Yanye's eyes were half angry and half sarcastic. "Do you know why I
keep shrinking here and not going out? Lin Yandong saved my life and can boast my
benefactor and hold me by the handle to let me Doing things for him, but he thought I
would be willing to bear such a body, shrinking to live like a bug in a gutter in this dark
room?"

As she spoke, she gritted her teeth more and more, and heard Rong Yi in shock. It
seems that the things in the copy four years ago are definitely not simple. The words
and karma become like this but no one knows it, proving that she must have changed
after the copy.

Yan Ye laughed again, "If this is also alive, then I am alive. But in this case, why don't I
want a way to live better? Why not?"

Rong Yi grabbed her wrist and stared at her closely, "So you conspired to release a
crimson and wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone? Did you plan all this, or Lin
Yandong?"

Yanye: "Why should I tell you?"

After finishing the speech, Rongyi was thrown to the corner by her again. However,
although Rong Yi lived a difficult life, after all, he was second in the Red List, but he
wasn't a character to be stolen.

He pretended that he had been suppressed so badly that he was just showing his
enemies and weakening her words. Now that the talk is halfway through, Jin Cheng has
discovered the strange thing here and it is time to go out.

"Di-da -"
The golden pocket watch hung down on Rong Yi's fingertips, Rong Yi bit his tongue,
forcing his mental strength to climb to the strongest in an instant, the pocket watch
stopped-time solidified.

The figure of Yanye was fixed in place, keeping the gesture of reaching for Rongyi, and
then matching the dwarf figure, it was slightly funny. Rong Yi's face was pale and he
took a breath and stepped forward, wanting to take a closer look.

However, when he was about to approach, Yanye suddenly turned his head and smiled
at him.

Rong Yi sighed in his heart, retreating like lightning, but Yanye didn't chase it, but
disappeared into the room as a black smoke. The whole room was dark, and only the
magic circle exuded a brilliant light.

Where did Yanye go? Rong Yi was clueless.

Still underestimated.

Rong Yi was alert, but couldn't help thinking of the scene where he and Jin Cheng, Tang
Cuo and others were separated at the door of Ruby Tavern. Yanye should have been
staring at him for a long time. As soon as he walked out, a player came over and gave
him a secret letter.

The secret letter reads that Yanye invited him to meet in Area B, saying that there are
important things to tell him.

Rong Yi was already skeptical of Yan Ye, coupled with the artist's boldness, he didn't
necessarily see him in the second place in the Red List. When he met a fortune-teller,
he also asked for help, so he went directly to the appointment.

Unexpectedly, he had just come in, and he arrived in this room with a flower in front of
him. The other party did not give him the time to react. At first, the room was dark, he
could hear Yanye's voice, but he couldn't see her clearly. Yanye has been forcing him to
surrender the No. 2 movement. Although Yi cannot escape for a while, he cannot be
forced into practice by a fortune teller.

The two sides stalemate for a long time, and finally Jin Jin arrived.

Yanye was afraid of exposing things and had to come forward to deal with Jin Cheng.
Rongyi got a chance to breathe, and immediately interrupted the time to remind Jin
Cheng.

It can be said that even if Jin Cheng really demolished the house, he might not be able
to find him.

This is also the case.

Just when Rong Yi was careful to guard against the attack of words and industry, Jin
Cheng finally relied on "violent driving of mountains and streams", and the entire house
was ruined very simply and rudely, even digging the ground three feet-anyway Rong Yi
is so powerful, It is not always crushed to death by the house, and even if it is dead, it
will die back to the g area without harm.

But there was no shadow of half a living person in the ruins.

"Aren't they here? Shouldn't..." Chi Yan scratched his head, puzzled. He called Rong Yi
again, and there was no response.

At this moment, someone suddenly patted his shoulder, he turned around and saw Jin
Cheng's smiling face, inexplicably a little nervous.

"brother?"

"It's all on you."

"I???"
"I'm sure people are still here. It's impossible to slip away from under my eyelids silently.
If Yanye also kidnapped Rongyi, it's even more impossible. But we can't see half a
figure at all? Without a definite solution, we have to believe in metaphysics."

Brother, I think you are more suitable for metaphysics than me.

Chi Yan is under great pressure.

At the same time, a public trial is being staged in the Ruby Tavern in Area E.

Interrogator: Tang Cuo

Interviewees: Tall and Pepe

Assistant: Qian Wei

Jury: k and all players

It was not until half of the interrogation that Qian Wei gradually understood why Tang
Cuo had to put Pepe in a black iron cage, and left the tall man alone outside.

One can prevent them from killing each other and go to jail to achieve the purpose of
escape. Second, one of them is locked up when the other is interrogated, separating the
two, resulting in unequal information, and can be used for arbitrage.

This interrogation was doomed to be special from the beginning, because Tang Cuo
took the path of public hearing, but used the method of the abnormal warden.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the interrogation, he also asked all players to
stand outside the tavern, watching quietly through the large floor-to-ceiling windows and
door glass.

Looking through the glass, Tang Cuo stood tall and looked cool. He looked down at
Pepe in the cage slightly, but only at him, and only then, Pepe's eyes suddenly bleed.
He seemed to have been greatly stimulated, clutching his head in pain and yelling. The
players felt palpitations, but after a few seconds, Pepe suddenly seemed like a boring
person, showing a confused, as if not knowing where he was.

Then the players saw Tang Cuo turned his head to look at Qian Wei and told him to
drag out the thin and tall man locked in the booth.

The tall and thin man was still in a coma, Qian Wei hit the basin to wake him up. As
soon as Pepe saw the tall man, his expression was highly alert, his muscles were tight,
his eyes were fierce, and he gradually became crazy.

At this time, Tangcuo opened his mouth again, not knowing what to say.

Pepe immediately seemed to be crazy. The spider vines emerged from his palm, and in
a moment it grew to seven or eight meters long. He drilled out of the gap of the black
iron prison cage and tied the thin tall one firmly.

The thin tall man just woke up and faced such a dangerous situation. When he saw that
the spider vines bound him, he immediately screamed angrily: "What are you doing?!
See who I am!"

Pepe, with red eyes, seemed to have lost his mind, and when he shook his hand, a
group of light broke into the thin, open mouth.

The tall man was almost crazy, struggling to get his mouth out. But his hands and feet
were bound by spider vines, so he could only gag. But Pepe really didn't know him
anymore. He was about to kill his posture. He snapped his fingers, and the taller one
suddenly twitched, as if something in his body was drilling. Great pain.

And his body was just splashed with water. The distorted and distorted appearance
made all players feel cold on the back.

Especially when they saw that Tang Cuo was still in a state of shock. The face that
looked like a good person and black and white eyes that seemed to be free of
impurities, made people feel more trembling than the classic villain face.
But in fact, Tang Cuo was only reapplying his old skills.

[Soul Shock] and the combination of [Tears of the Secret Lake] made Pepe’s spirit sea
completely disturbed by Tang Cuo, and even left blood and tears. Tang Cuo gained
control and led him to regard the tall man as an enemy.

Tang Cuo's soul strength is much higher than that of ordinary players, plus the
tempering of the copy of "Human", it is not a problem to deal with a Pepe.

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It didn't take long for Pepe to be too irritated because of his mental stimulation. The
spider vines in the tall and thin individuals lost the control of their masters, but did not
stop growing, but instead became more and more raging, making the tall and tall curled
up on the ground and groaning in pain and tears.

Tang Cuo probably understood that Pepe just put this thing in the wine and wanted him
to drink it.

Commit yourself.

But the players outside the pub didn't know this, they just felt a little scared, because
Tang Cuo's expression was so calm. He didn't even take the opportunity to ask, but just
quietly watched the tall, thin guy collapse, pain, and struggle.
K also leaned on the door of the private room to watch, but he was looking at Tang Cuo,
with a lot of interest.

For a long time, the tall and thin guy couldn't stand it anymore, struggling to look at Tang
Cuo, "Save, save me... what do you want to know... I, tell you, I tell you!"

Tang Cuo nodded to Qian Wei. Qian Wei rushed up in one arrow and poured a bottle of
potion to repair his body destroyed by the spider.

The tall and thin person took a breath, the whole portrait was taken out of the water,
sweat and tears mixed together, and there was blood overflowing under the skin.

Tang Cuo squatted in front of him, "Finally, what exactly do you want to do?"

"It's Chongyan Zhang who found us... No, it's not our business, it's him! It's him who
stuns us..." The thin, tall man said intermittently, weakly.

In his narrative, Chong Yanzhang took the initiative to find no way, conspired with them
to release the crimson, took back the second movement, and took control of Yongye
City. Their division of labor is different, Chong Yanzhang is responsible for finding
crimson in Area g, and No Dao is responsible for responding outside.

"Ke Chongyan Zhang is dead." Tang Cuo said.

Chong Yanzhang will find no way to cooperate, which is not surprising. Both sides have
shot against Jin Cheng on East Cross Street, and they have the premise of cooperation.
And everyone is an elite in the a district, and they have a certain understanding of each
other's ambitions.

It's just that Chong Yanzhang is dead. There is no proof that the tall man is dead.

"Trust me, what I said is true!" The tall, thin man endured the pain, "I haven't looked
back... Crimson won't let me go, she will kill me!"

"That has nothing to do with me." Tang Cuo stood up.

"Tang Cuo!!" The thin tall man was furious.

"If you want to work, there must be a secret point of contact. Where is it?" Tang Cuo
ignored his anger completely and only asked questions calmly, letting the tall and thin
teeth grind their teeth, but there was no alternative.

In the end, the tall man reported a place name.

Tang Cuo looked at Qian Wei, and Qian Wei nodded, "I came from there, oh yes, except
for the little girl, Miao Qi was also locked there. There are at least a dozen people there,
or more than twenty. ?A lot of them, I can't beat them!"

Tang Cuoming is clear, but the cunning rabbit is still in the Three Caves. He does not
think that Wudao has only such a contact point, and there must be alternatives. The thin
and tall man seemed to compromise, but the information he said had little practical
effect.

He and Pepe's capture have proved innocent and crimson. He nodded to admit and
drag Chong Yanzhang into the water, but he just confirmed the crime and tried to dump
the pot. As for throwing a stronghold that may have been abandoned, it is even more
harmless.

But it doesn't matter.

Tang Cuo stared deeply into the tall, thin eyes and asked, "Which hand is on the second
movement according to the clues you got?"

The tall and thin guy just wanted to answer, but it seemed that something had happened
in his body, making him cry out. He shook his head vigorously, his expression fierce,
and Qian Wei couldn't help but take a step back.

"Answer me." Tang Cuo pressed forward step by step.

"I..." The tall and thin person gasped violently, his expression getting more and more
painful. One second before the coma, he finally spit out a name, "Lin Yandong, Lin
Yandong!"

There was an uproar.

Tang Cuo swept the shocked and stunned faces outside the tavern, and could not help
expressing a real gratitude to Xiao Tong. Thanks to the warden, this skill is really useful.

Qian Wei, who had been standing next to Tang Cuo, didn't find Tang Cuo's hands and
feet, and thought that the taller one was telling the truth. Only K thoughtfully looked at
Tang Cuo's eyes, but he was only an intelligence dealer, but he had no obligation to tell
the truth about science.

"Brother Tang, is the second movement really on Lin Yandong?" Qian Wei was a little
nervous and excited. He was just a small person with self-knowledge, but now he was
standing in the center of the wind and clouds and heard the first-hand news.

"If it was really taken by him, then the second movement will either be taken to the g
zone, or in the hands of Miao Qi." Tang Cuo did not turn down the volume when he
spoke, which could be heard by players outside the tavern.

When the words fell, several people left sneakily.

Tang Cuo ordered it so that Qian Wei could close the thin and tall one, and then put Pei
into the original private room. He wants to interrogate Pepe separately.

When the private room door was closed, K followed and lit a cigarette leaning against
the door and asked, "Do you doubt Lin Yandong?"

What do you doubt?

Do you doubt that the second movement is in his hand, or do you suspect that
everything about Crimson is that Lin Yandong is behind him?
Tang Cuo looked at k and answered him seriously: "I'm just afraid that he is alone in the
prison, let everyone give him warmth."

After hearing that, K almost choked on a cigarette, and raised his eyebrows across the
smoke to look at him, and he felt that once this person and someone fell in love, they
would begin to assimilate with a thunderbolt. Listening to this, it's much like Jin Cheng
said.

"Right, Mr. K must know which members of Wudao, right? Please bother you to give me
a few pictures and distribute them to those outside." Tang Cuo said.

"The core members know all of them, but even if I'm an intelligence dealer, I can't stare
at the little ones every day." k said with a smile.

"If you think you can draw as many as you want, you can draw as many as you want."

"Remember Jin Cheng's account?"

"Yes." Tang Cuo answered reasonably and vigorously, and when he was slandering this
group of dead guys in his heart, Tang Cuo said again: "Remember to hit the half."

This time k was really choked by smoke.

k: "cough, what do you say???"

Tang Cuo: "The innocent people are in trouble at the Ruby Tavern, which not only
smashed your tables and chairs, but also affected your business. Shouldn't you ask
them for debts?"

k: "It's right to say that--"

Tang Cuo interrupted him, "So, I ask you to give a portrait, and there is no way to clear
it. I am also helping you. Shouldn't you make a half-off?"

K really **** speechless.

Ten minutes later, the waiter of the Ruby Tavern really took out a stack of a4
paper-sized portraits, led by Qian Wei and distributed to the players outside the Tavern.

Qian Wei got the guidance of Tang Cuo, of course, he would not directly encourage
players to deal with Wudao, but repeatedly remind everyone to be careful about the
people in the portrait.

"Be careful, do you remember the living corpses falling from the sky? Hurry up when
you meet them, otherwise you will lose your life."

"Crimson is terrible, and her men must be terrible too. My Tang brother is afraid that you
might have accidentally followed their way. I gave you a portrait to make you recognize
your face. Remember the people on the portrait. Like those corpses, they can’t even sit
in jail.

"If you see someone in the portrait, quickly spread the news..."

"..."

In the private room, Tang Cuo interrogated Pepe alone.

He gave Pepe the potion and awakened him forcibly. He said the first sentence: "Your
companion has sold us the address of South Sixth Street, and there is no way to finish
it."

"You're lying!" Pepe's head was still awake, and the fire was rubbing up, and the string
of reason in his head quickly tightened, and there was a tendency to break at all times.

"Do I have to lie to you?" Tang Cuo sneered lightly, took out the watch borrowed from
the waiter and flicked it in front of Pepe. "You have been in a coma for three hours."

What can you do in three hours? If the action is fast, the stronghold has been copied!

Reason tells Pepe that this is impossible, they have carefully planned for so long, and
the members of the Dao are all carefully selected elites. It is impossible to crash so fast,
but the time on the watch is like a silk thread around his neck. , Let him breathless.
At this time, Tang Cuo said again: "Do you remember what you did before the coma?
You used what you used to harm me on your companion, you betrayed the innocence
under the eyes of all eyes, you can't return went."

"You!" Pei Pei's pupil suddenly increased, obviously he was remembered by Tang Cuo,
"You framed me! You framed me!"

"So what?" Tang Cuo's tone was soft. "Even if you can explain, do you think your
companions will believe you again?"

Hearing the words, Pei Pei said suddenly, as if there was cotton in his throat. He knew
in his heart that once he carried the suspicion of "betrayer", he would certainly not feel
better even if he explained it.

Isn't Yao Qing a lesson? He lost two consecutive actions, leaving him directly excluded
from the core. Wudao is such a place that respects strength and does whatever it takes
to achieve its goals.

Pei Pei originally thought it was so good. The loyalty in Yongye City will not work. Only
strength is king. But it was his turn to encounter such a situation, only to feel cold.

"Also, don’t forget Crimson. You’ve broken Crimson, even if the Dao people miss old
feelings and can believe you, do you think Crimson will listen to your explanation? Wu
Dao will fight the deep for you again. Is it red?" Tang Cuo asked one after another, one
sentence more fierce and one sentence colder, like a sharp knife cutting the nerves in
his head, causing him to collapse quickly.

"Shut up!" he shouted.

"Why should I shut up? I'm just talking to you, but your companion can't wait to kill you.
He has been tortured by your strange vine to the g zone, as long as he can spread the
news, I think very much Soon there will be innocent people to get rid of you traitor.
Guess, they will think you are going to fight, or is it-undercover?"

"No, I am not a traitor! Shut up, shut up!"

In addition to "shut up", Pepe can't say anything refuting. He looked at Tang Cuo like he
was looking at a terrible devil, and his figure reflected in his pupils was a poor worm that
was tortured with blood.

"Slap--" The rational string finally broke, and Pepe's spirit sea also swept through like a
storm, this time it was not only a needle-like sting, not only bleeding in the eyes, but
also warm in the ears. Liquid flows through.

His spirit has been hit hard one after another, and his endurance has reached its limit.

The brawny man with a height of 1.8 meters fell into the black iron cage with his whole
body weak, gasping heavily, as if the whole person had just been salvaged from the
water.

At this moment, Tang Cuo's words became soft again, with a hint of follow-up and
temptation, saying: "You only have one way to live. Cooperate with us and kill Crimson."

Pepe didn't speak, and was blind.

Tang Cuo was not in a hurry, and continued: "You can tell me that Wudao has other
strongholds besides Nanliu Street? How did you communicate with Crimson? By the
way, let me tell you again that Miao Qi has been rescued. Out."

The name "Miao Qi" finally gave Pepe a reaction. His hand shook uncontrollably, turned
his head to look at Tang Cuo again, and asked hoarsely, "Can you protect me from
death?"

Tang Cuo: "I can."

Pepe: "Can I believe you?"

Tang Cuo: "Can."

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Compared to Tang Cuo's success, Jin Cheng, who is still doing metaphysics, has
encountered some trouble.

He made such a big move in Area B. Before Yanye and Rongyi were found, the ruins
were already surrounded by people. Players in zone b are the elite second only to zone
a. They are not as afraid of him as those in the lower zone, when even someone comes
forward to speak.

Jin Cheng asked Chi Yan to find him, but he was held back. When there are many
people, it is possible for words and karma to leave the crowd.

"Yanye is related to Crimson's escape from prison. If anyone obstructs me from doing
things here, I think he is also with Crimson." Jin Cheng said concisely and didn't explain
much.

"Jin Cheng, Boss Jin, are you too domineering?" The man opposite joked.

"Overbearing? Crimson is more overbearing than me. You can reason with her." Jin
Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Don't you, don't we see if you have anything to help..." The man's voice didn't fall, and
a woman with a pale complexion but frowning around the gloomy and angry woman
came out of the crowd, frowning at Jin Cheng , Said: "Jin Cheng, after all, the deep red
is yours, no matter what method you use, you have to be responsible for the people
lying on the ground, you have to save them!"

"Oh, I don't even know when you are so loving?" Jin Cheng asked back.

"There are my friends in there." The woman clenched her fists.

"Then help, or leave without helping."

"you--"

The woman's unfinished words disappeared under Jin Cheng's arrow. Jin Cheng
stretched his bowstring and smiled and warned: "I refuse to be kidnapped by morality,
and I will put you in jail."

After finishing the speech, he said loudly, "Chi Yan, did you find it?"

"No!" Chi Yan responded loudly. In response to Jin Cheng's metaphysical call, Qilin's
arm was always in the active state, and he used this arm to rummage through the ruins,
but found nothing.

Players around can't just watch, many people have entered the ruin area, or watching,
or join the search. The man in front of Jin Cheng finally stood up to round the field for
the woman and said with a smile: "Okay, don't care about the others. At least
everyone's goals are the same, right? Let's find words and talk first."

Jin Cheng knew that it was impossible for him to stop so many people, and it was even
less wise to do so, so he only watched the players around him coldly and didn't speak.

Nothing is the default.

The man patted the woman's shoulder, and the woman finally nodded. Then carefully
backed two steps, which bypassed Jin Cheng and acted with other players.
But even so many people searched together, turned over every brick in the ruins, and
found no clues.

Just when everyone doubted whether Jin Cheng was lying to them, Chi Yan retreated
and took a breath. His face was not very good at this time, because the Qilin arm had
been mobilized, which caused too much consumption and he had to stop to rest. But his
is not very good. It's different from everyone else. His face is blushing and sweating,
and he looks like an energetic teenager who just finished playing basketball.

Jin Cheng glanced at him, did not control him, nor did he join the search. He stood on
the edge of the ruins with his arms, like a supervisor, of course the purpose is to prevent
words from running away.

The players were uncomfortable when they looked at him. They obviously came to
help... Even if they had a different mind, they were also helping. Why did Jin Cheng, the
party, start to throw away his shopkeeper?

That's how this man is, beaten and beaten again.

Annoying.

Now that Chi Yan has retreated, the players are even less interested. If you don’t do it,
don’t do it. Why did you a little brother take a rest?

Is there any consciousness of being a little brother?

At this moment, Chi Yan suddenly whined, bent over and groped in the grass behind
him. The house of Yanye was overturned by Jin Cheng, but only half of the yard was
destroyed, and the vegetation near the periphery was still alive.

Chi Yan digs in the grass, but he pulled out a black metal ball. He scratched his head,
wondering what it was. Turning around, there was a string of countdowns on the back of
the ball-00:57

"Timed bombs?"
With a cry, everyone's eyes were attracted. Jin Cheng appeared beside Chi Yan
instantly, his eyes condensed when he touched the black metal ball.

"Time bombs."

"What?!" The man's complexion just changed suddenly, and several others who knew
the goods also changed their complexions. The rest of the people did not know what
"time bombs" meant and asked questions one after another.

The man took a deep breath and said, "It's Rongyi's thing. Explosive bombs don't hurt
people, but once exploded, they will distort the time and affect the law of cause and
effect."

Once time is distorted, the order of things may change accordingly, and the cause and
effect will naturally change with it. Even small changes may have completely different
consequences.

"Everyone backed away, the impact of the bomb bomb was limited, and they all backed
off, it was about to explode!" the man yelled, his voice not falling, he turned and ran
away first.

Chi Yan felt nervous for a moment, staring at the time as seconds passed, but Jin
Cheng did not mean to retreat. There was even a hint of smile in the corner of the
mouth, which was meaningful.

Still in the darkroom.

The figure of Yanye reappeared, a trace of anger flashed on his face, "Is it your bomb?"

Rong Yi didn't speak, just quietly looked at Yanye and separated her from the two ends
of the room. When Jin Cheng was searching outside, he was also looking for Yanye, but
she seemed to be hiding, and only her voice echoed in her ear, constantly forcing him to
hand over the second movement.
They have no way to take each other, but as long as Yanye still traps Rong Yi here, it is
that she has the initiative. But now, Jin Cheng discovered the time bomb left by Rong Yi.

In fact, if the bomb is not found, it will blow up, only depends on when Rong Yi wants it
to blow up. As the second place on the Red List that is not easy to live, no matter how
Rong Yi underestimates the enemy, he will not lose basic caution.

Before he entered the house of words and karma, he hid a time bomb in the grass
without knowing it. No matter what the karma wants to do to him, as long as bombs and
bombs explode, the cause and effect can be changed.

Causal law weapons, overbearing effects, and non-player abilities can be countered. If
not necessary, Rong Yi will not use it easily because the consequences are
uncontrollable.

He doesn't know which time node it will distort and which cause and effect it will change.
In the final analysis, it is pure luck.

Luck is a science.

With only ten seconds left, Jin Cheng put the time bomb back into Chi Yan's hands, "It's
time to really test your luck."

"Don't, brother!" Chi Yan held the fried bomb as if holding a hot potato, and wanted to
throw it out, but he didn't dare. In just ten seconds, his time seemed to be stretched
infinitely. From the initial tension, consternation, worry, and anxiety, to the end of ten
seconds, the black metal ball split and a dazzling light burst into the ruins and the
surrounding area of ​ten meters. .

A trace of peace appeared on Chi Yan's face.

Now that the matter is over, let's read a paragraph of "Nanwu Amitabha" for yourself.
Master Guanyin, Rulai Buddha, Eighteen Arhats, Fighting against Buddha, no matter
what **** you are or what Buddha, bless me!
"Open!" Chi Yan suddenly came up with blood, and shouted, as if the bomb was
exploded at his command.

In the dark room, Yanye rushed to Rongyi desperately desperately, trying to stop all this,
but the light of time bombs quickly flooded her figure until it flooded the entire dark
room.

Everyone was deprived of their eyes and closed their eyes subconsciously to block the
dazzling white light, but found that they could not move.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a second, maybe a minute, when everyone's body
returned to normal and opened their eyes, they were stunned.

Yanye's house was restored to its original state, and only some of the internal damages
could be seen through the window. Players who were standing on the ruins all appeared
around the house.

Everyone looked around in amazement. Suddenly, when they heard a cry from the gate,
they gathered around.

"day……"

"What's the situation?"

"Who is that?!"

"Lying trough--"

In the exclamation, the surrounding players saw Chi Yan in the center of the line of
sight, and then saw the person he was holding in his hand, one by one involuntarily
joined the crowd of exclaimed people.

Chi Yan is more bullying than anyone.

Can anyone tell him what is going on? What has changed in time bombs? Why did he
grab the person as soon as he opened his eyes? Although his unicorn arm comes with
a good luck buff, it can hit crit and has a strange hit rate, even if the elite of the a zone is
in front of him, there is a risk of a stroke, but how did he catch such a person?

why? ? ?

What was caught by Chi Yan was Yanye.

Yanye had never suffocated like this, even if he was hit by a time bomb, he should not
be so unlucky. Even if it was caught by Jin Cheng or Rong Yi, he recognized it, but it
was Chi Yan.

Such a little hello, where is the qualification to catch him? !

"Go!" The word "Yeye" is exported like a sonic bomb, right in the middle of Chi Yan's
chest. Chi Yan was caught off guard and flew out, almost spitting out blood.

Fortunately, Jin Cheng rescued him in time, and at this time, Rong Yi, who had
disappeared for a long time, finally appeared at the door of the room.

Jin Cheng and Rong Yi looked at each other, and their eyes fell on Yanye again.
Without a word, they immediately started.

At the same time, Tang Cuo finished interrogating Pepe and got the addresses of
several unfounded strongholds, and immediately spread them through the mouth of the
players on the scene.

He can't guarantee whether the player will start against Wudao, or whether this will kill
the snake. The reality is that they have insufficient manpower, so they can only borrow
the player's hand to deal with Wudao.

After finishing all this, he immediately sent Pepe and the tall man to go to jail together,
and then took Qian Wei to South Sixth Street.

In his view, Wudao has mostly evacuated from the stronghold of Nanliu Street, but now
the form in the city is so tense, they will not choose to go too far, so go to Nanliu Street
first to confirm the situation, and then use this as a starting point to Search around.
Qian Wei was thinking about the situation where Tang Cuo sent Pei Pei and the tall man
to jail just now. The clever and cruel people were exactly the same. He asked Pei Pei
and the tall man to stab each other, but it was exactly the same as Zheng Yingying’s. !

After the case is solved, they must know it, maybe the relationship is great, otherwise
why are they so insane? Qian Wei couldn't help but pat his face, warning himself not to
talk much, or even wanting to slip away halfway.

Think again, forget it, all come, the righteous fighter will not escape.

But the two rushed to Nanliu Street to see that the original building had already been
empty. As expected, Tang Cuo was not very disappointed and quickly rushed to the next
location.

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 132: Old

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At this time, the twenty-four hour time limit from Crimson will pass five hours.

In the new Dao stronghold, on the third floor where only core members can come up, I
looked at a cigarette and stood at the door of the room facing the staircase, looking at
the room at the end of the corridor.
The rest of the people were close to him. His gaze always went to that room
intentionally or unintentionally, and then exchanged a line of sight with his companions,
but he did not dare to speak loudly.

Because there is a deep red in that room.

When Crimson arrived at Wudao, she didn’t ask them how they were doing, nor gave
them any terrible orders. They only asked them to prepare a room, and at this moment,
she was still taking a bath in the room and asking for it. A basket of fresh petals. For this
basket of petals, Wudao's members took the risk and ran to three supermarkets to buy
it.

The innocent can't figure out what she is going to do, but there is no doubt that Jiang He
must have a leg with Crimson because he is also in the room.

"Is that dealt with?" Lianlian lowered her voice and turned to ask her companion.

"Processed." The companion also whispered.

Can't help but sigh of relief, the two continued to gather together for a while, and turned
back into the next room. There was Miao Qi inside, and Wen Xiaoming next door.

Without Pepe, their interrogation was not going smoothly, and the spider vine in Miao
Qi's body also passed the growth time limit and gradually began to wither.

Miao Qi didn't compromise at first, but now he doesn't compromise. Unexpectedly, Wen
Xiaoming, looking at a weak chicken, or a white chicken, did not expect it to be a hard
bone.

This is not to say how hard he is, but no matter what attack hits him, the effect seems to
be only half of the original, and this person has a very thick blood, and he hasn't taken a
potion of medicine for a long time, and he hasn't died.

He will not die, but he will cry, making you think you are bullying a teenager. He will cry
when he hurts. He will cry if you don’t hit him. He **** his nose, his mouth deflated, his
tears flow out like money, and his cheeks are red, and Miao Qi who is crying next door
feels annoyed.

"You have the ability to beat my boss, what is the real ability to beat me-hiccups!" Wen
Xiaoming cried to hiccups. The bleached pink hair has faded, but the ear studs on the
ears are still shiny, weak and annoying. Whatever you think, they are not related to the
word "master".

"Is this really Jin Cheng's teammate?" The people who beat him began to scoff.

"It is said that he is older than Jin Cheng and is the oldest on their team." Another said.

"what?"

"it is true."

Wen Xiaoming listened, it was really sad. Tong Yan is not his fault. Blame everyone for
growing old.

Lianliankan walked in and asked with black face: "Gut me his mouth!"

The people in the house hurried to do so, but when the blockage was over and they felt
wrong, they turned around and asked, "How can we ask questions when this blockage
is blocked?"

"Ask a fart!" After watching the whole story again, she closed her mouth alertly and
lowered her voice: "Crimson is here, even if we ask something, we will marry her. Wait
for the news from Pepe." Come on and say, you just have to take a good look at this
person. This person has many ideas and is also a master of props. Be careful not to tell
his way."

Wen Yan, who fell to the ground, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If the
interrogation continues, he won't be able to hold it. It seems that Wudao and Crimson
are really not the same heart.

This is easy to handle.

At the same time, Zheng Yingying, who was arranged to go downstairs to the third floor,
stood by the window, coldly watching the two people crawling out of the next window,
carrying a cannabis bag on his shoulder.

If she was right, there were living corpses in the sack. The innocent man took the
trouble to grab him and brought him here from the origin, why did he want to transfer?

Because crimson? They don't want Crimson to discover?

Zheng Yingying watched the two men carrying the living corpse flashing into the next
building, suddenly alert, and quickly squatted down. At that moment, the two people
went back and forth, glanced over here, didn't see anything strange, and then went back
again.

Waiting for a few seconds, Zheng Yingying looked upstairs again, as if she could see
the men and women on the third floor through the ceiling. In the only left eye, black
suppressed all the rushing emotions, obscure.

About ten minutes later, walking on the second floor, Meng Yufei, who was hesitating to
escape, was held back with a dagger.

"Huanhuan." The familiar husky whispered slightly, as if knocking on Meng Yufei's

Heavenly Spirit Cover and pouring him a lot of air-conditioning.

Meng Yufei didn't need to think about who he was, but with a slight movement, the
dagger stabbed into his waist and advanced a little. The power of the familiar curse
spread, and Meng Yufei shivered and dared not move.

Zheng Yingying blocked his dagger with his cloak, pretending to talk to him, and led him
into the empty room on the side of the corridor.

The door closed, and Meng Yufei only saw Zheng Yingying's face and secretly regretted
her intention. He never imagined that Zheng Yingying had a cloak of omnipresent, so he
could easily dress up.
But Zheng Yingying and Qian Wei went to find Jin Cheng, how could they appear here!

"What's the relationship between those two people upstairs?" Zheng Yingying asked.

"Isn't it..." Meng Yufei's eyes turned, "Isn't it the old lover relationship? I was also
surprised at first, but I didn't expect Jianghe to hide so well."

Zheng Yingying didn't answer, but Meng Yufei could clearly feel her whole body's breath
was colder, as if it had just come out of the morgue. Meng Yufei couldn't help but think
happily: With this man's temper, maybe after a while, Jiang He will really become a
member of the morgue.

Although Meng Yufei strictly speaking has no hatred against Jianghe, he also doesn't
like this kind of smart person who plays with his brain, which makes others silly.

Thinking about this, Meng Yufei told Zheng Yingying all the things she had just
encountered on the road, and even added oil and vinegar, and finally said: "I think
Jiangcheng Bacheng is going back to Crimson."

Zheng Yingying's eyes flashed in cold light, "Shut up."

Meng Yufei closed his mouth, but he was still proud, but who knew that within a few
seconds, Zheng Yingying suddenly stabbed him into the lower abdomen, and then put
his head on his chin.

The end is a surprise.

Obviously, the chin was attacked, but Meng Yufei also felt that his eyes were black, plus
the swallowing ability of the cursed blade, he fell down before he could make a sound.

Zheng Yingying stretched out his hands to support him, and gently lowered the person
without making a loud noise.

Meng Yufei gave her a last look before she fell into a coma. She couldn't understand it,
Zheng Yingying would suddenly shoot him.
Of course Zheng Yingying wouldn't explain it. She re-applied and hid Meng Yufei under
the bed. Then she turned the Vientiane cloak into Meng Yufei's appearance and went
straight upstairs.

In the crimson room, she came out of the bathroom with bare feet in a black silk robe,
her hair was not dry, and she dripped dripping water. The posture is relaxed, but the
shackles on the wrists and ankles are still not removed.

"Excuse me?" She threw the towel to the river standing by the window.

Jiang He was silent for a moment, and finally walked over and wiped her hair.

Crimson sat on the bed, and the river stood on the side of the bed. The two were very
close together. As soon as the river lowered its head, it could see the drops of water
falling on the collar of the crimson. His movements were not fast, and there was a hint
of skill in his calmness, which was not the first time.

At such a short distance, Jiang He's fingers inevitably sometimes touch the crimson
back neck. His fingers were cold, but his crimson skin was hot, and two very different
temperatures collided together, bringing a strange touch.

When no one speaks, the sound of breath dominates this small space, making the
atmosphere in the room sticky.

Crimson relaxed all over, looked up at the river, his posture slightly lazy. She raised her
hand and seemed to want to touch Jiang He's face, but Jiang He evaded her head.

He stepped back slightly and said, "Please be respectful."

The crimson hand paused and his eyes turned cold, "I have given you a chance,
Jianghe."

This time Jiang He simply put down the towel and said, "The past things are all over. I
just ask you to close up and stop fighting for the movement."
"But have you ever thought, if I can't get the movement, those of Lin Yandong and Jin
Cheng, will you let me go? In this Yongye City, will anyone let me go?"

Jiang He was silent.

"Why do you think I will come out? Even if I'm locked in the deepest dungeon, there are
people who want to count me and treat me as a chess piece. If you say Guan, just pass,
let go, let me borrow my knife to kill, use me My life's way out, does anyone really want
to give me a way out?" Crimson was full of sarcasm, raised his finger to the door, "Even
the little outsiders are afraid to calculate me in my heart, you think I can't see it Really?
Jianghe, not only you are smart."

Jiang He looked directly at her eyes, his expression still calm, "Isn't this what you made
yourself? You don't take the lives of others, of course, others don't take your lives."

Hearing the words, crimson chuckled and lowered his head. The sarcasm, the
indignation seemed to disappear at this moment, she grabbed the river's clothes, as if
there was only one question left in her heart, she asked: "Are you the same?"

Jiang He asked her, "Should I believe you? Crimson."

Crimson looked up again, looking into his eyes.

Jiang He: "You said that others counted you and regarded you as a pawn, but how can I
tell that you are showing me now, do you also want to use me?"

Crimson stunned, and then smiled, "You are still angry with that knife, right? At first I
was just too angry, you said you want to part ways with me, but I do not want to. You
understand my temper, I can not get things I would rather destroy it, so I stabbed you.
But actually, even if I lost my mind at that time, you were just going to jail, I didn’t really
want to kill you. Jianghe, you are different from me to others ..."

It's just going to jail.

Jiang He looked at the pair of red lips repainted because of the hot steam in the
bathroom. Hearing what she said in the mouth, she was clearly explaining to him, but
her heart was getting colder.

With a trace of confusion.

Parting with Crimson is the last strong medicine that Crimson gave Crimson. He is not
strong enough to stop Crimson from killing people, but in his heart, Crimson will become
like this. The evil night city is partly responsible, and the particularity of the
Necromancer is also partly responsible. It is the fuel of all factors. Let her embark on a
path of no return.

Jiang He wanted to keep her, even if everyone shouted to Crimson, but in the heart of
Jiang He at that time, he had never thought of betraying him. The so-called parting is
only his bargaining chip.

He wants to bet on himself, on his position in Crimson Heart, and on whether she will
converge.

Eventually he lost the bet, when Crimson stabbed, Jiang He saw a clear killing intention
in her eyes. At least at that moment, Jiang He believed that Crimson really wanted to kill
him.

Even so, in the Dawei squad that followed, Jiang He still hid her life box for her.

Now I want to come, what is he doing for so many years?

Seeing that Jianghe didn't reply, Crimson stretched out his hand again and grabbed
Jianghe's shoulder, looked at her up close, breathed with him, and smiled Yan Yan, "If
you really can't forget that knife, then I let you stab How about my knife? In this way, we
are even."

Jianghe held her hand and guided her.

Suddenly, his hand rested on her neck and tightened slowly.

Crimson was still laughing, not struggling, "You look at me with terrible eyes, do you
know why I used to keep you by your side? You look like an ordinary one in the crowd,
except for being smarter What is so special. Do you know why?"

Jiang He's voice was low and mute: "Why?"

Crimson: "Because of your eyes. Sometimes you will suddenly show terrible eyes, just
like now, very sudden, terrible, palpitation, but a little action..."

Regardless of her fragile neck still in the other's hands, she couldn't help raising her
hands to touch the corners of his eyes, a fascination in her eyes.

The atmosphere is ambiguous and dangerous.

Like a venomous snake wrapped in roses, spitting the letter.

Jiang He's hands tightened and tightened, and the two seemed to sink deeper and
deeper in each other's eyes. But at this moment, the crimson look changed slightly, a
cold flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, waved his hand, and a strong wind hit
the door.

"Who's there?!"

In the sound of drinking, a man was hit by the door panel and hit the wall opposite the
corridor heavily, covering his heart, his face pale. Crimson let go of the river and walked
to the door in a few steps, his face sinking like water.

She hardly gave the man any time to argue, opened her five fingers, and tightened it
slightly, and the man was vigorously sucked into her palm.

A slightly longer fingernail pierced his neck, and blood soon poured out, and he
twitched, his eyes turning white. Crimson cast him away with disgust, and after a while,
he turned into a living corpse in full view.
Hearing the movement came to see this scene again and again, his face pale. He
immediately wanted to rush up to theory, but was slammed by his teammates, "See who
it is, don't be impulsive!"

Lianlian watched his teeth clenched and clenched his fists, anger raging into the sky, at
this moment Crimson suddenly swept over, as if a cold knife rest on his neck, so he
instantly sober.

Seeing the teammates, he hurried forward, "Master Crimson, is this... any

misunderstanding?"

Crimson frowning, she seemed to feel that someone over there was staring at her with
terrifying eyes, but the moments of watching were gone. Is it her illusion?

As for Lianliankan, it's just a dog biting.

"Throw him out." Crimson lightly announced the ending of the living corpse. The
innocent people dare to speak out, and can only **** them away while the living corpse
is not mad yet.

And just at the staircase ten meters away, Zheng Yingying was hiding behind the wall,
with cold sweat on his forehead and back.

The one she saw just now was the one she saw, and the man outside the door was also
a substitute for the dead ghost she pushed out in a hurry. With just a glance, she didn't
face Crimson, she realized the horror of Crimson. But the more so, the tighter Zheng
Yingying's fists clenched, biting her lip, and the thick black in her eyes violently churned.

Crimson came out in a nightgown and followed the river, what does that mean?

Jianghe has chosen her, she does not allow such a thing.

Her things are not allowed to be touched by others.

No.
It shouldn't be.

It's her, and death is her.

Zheng Yingying suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, revealing neat white
teeth-Crimson must die.

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 133:

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Wanting to kill Crimson, Zheng Yingying knew that he could not do it alone. The
ready-made helpers are on the third floor, Miao Qi and Wen Xiaoming, but both are now
locked. It is difficult to save people under the crimson and innocent eyelids.

The most important point is that Zheng Yingying felt that even with those two people,
they could not kill Crimson.

After all, the crimson trap is not here.

I don't know what happened to Qian Wei now. Have you seen Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo? If they can find it here, the two sides should cooperate together, maybe they can
temporarily suppress the crimson.

Zheng Yingying was extremely irritable at the moment, but he had to suppress himself.
She was afraid that she would stay here, she would not be able to rush out and stab a
deep red knife, so her eyes rolled, and she went to trace the living body just now.
There is no way to secretly imprison a living corpse, that living corpse is probably the
last living corpse in Yongye City, and now Crimson gave them another one. If they really
want to make articles with living corpses, then this second one may also be imprisoned
in secret, not to mention this is their own teammates.

So Zheng Yingying secretly followed the two innocent members who stunned the living
corpse and dragged him out. Sure enough, they saw them take the living corpse to the
next building.

She approached quietly, thinking that it would take some time to find out, and did not
want to happen to witness a murder case-the first two innocent members who brought
the living body in a sack and attacked one in the corridor. Ordinary players.

One is responsible for covering his mouth, and the other is for stabbing.

The player with the middle knife did not die, and he also became a living corpse. The
two innocent members glanced at each other, passing a trace of rejoicing in their eyes,
and then killed the living corpse.

The corpses of ordinary players are in no mood to clean up, not to mention the corpses
everywhere in Yongye City, which will not cause any doubt. When they left, Zheng
Yingying stepped forward to check.

The body of the living corpse is nothing unusual, the fatal wound is a knife in the throat.
But Zheng Yingying found a drop of blood on the ground. This drop of blood was not
sprayed from the wound, but fell from the dagger.

Dark red, with a touch of green.

Corpse poison.

Zheng Yingying's spirit appeared at first glance, and suddenly understood the purpose
of secretly hiding living corpses in no way-they are trying to extract corpse poison from
the living corpse. As long as the corpse poison is smeared on the weapon, they can
directly kill the enemy without worrying about themselves Go to jail.
This corpse poison should only be extracted before the living corpse has been killed,
otherwise there is no need to intentionally imprison one living corpse.

No wonder they have to avoid crimson, this is completely stealing crimson skills, if
crimson is found, I am afraid that it will not please. Thinking of this, Zheng Yingying
suddenly got a notice.

Isn't Wudao trying to hide it, she just wants to expose it.

So about fifteen minutes later, the residential building next door without a new
stronghold suddenly caught fire.

At that time, Crimson had put on a red dress again, and while sitting and painting his
nails, he listened to the report again and again. I kept looking at the things that
concealed the living corpses, but I didn't hide the whereabouts of Pepe and others. I
couldn't hide them anyway, so Crimson knew they were doing things seriously.

"They have been there for a long time, and news should come back soon."

"Speaking of it, I haven't seen Tang Cuo yet." Crimson looked at his red nails with
satisfaction, and turned back to ask Jiang He: "Have you seen it?"

At this time, she seemed to have completely forgotten what happened in the room just
now, and she looked at Jianghe with a natural expression and intimacy.

"Have seen, not familiar." Jiang Hedao.

"If you can really catch someone, bring him to see me." Crimson smiled lightly, as if
thinking of something fun. Lianlian thought that this smile was extraordinarily
exasperating, and he couldn't help but wax Tang Tang.

But at this moment, a fire broke out next door.

Lianliankan was shocked, and subconsciously suspected that the fire was catty and
would expose their position. But he didn't expect that he was even more shocked. The
teammate who was turned into a living body by Crimson ran out of the fire!
Crimson heard the movement, went to the window and put everything into his eyes, and
his lips immediately showed a funny smile.

When it was over, she must have begun to doubt.

Lianlian watched his heart beat like a drum, and his palm began to sweat. Where else
was that leisure to think about the origin of the fire. Crimson did not shoot, so he quietly
watched the smoke rising next door.

Yong Ye City can come out in large numbers, and soon players with water abilities will
put out the fire. Uninformed ordinary players gathered here while talking about this, and
then killed the living body that ran out of the fire, which was a blink of an eye.

No one noticed that Zheng Yingying had mixed into the crowd, and there were several
corpse poisons stolen from the corpse detention facility in his pocket.

That box, repeatedly looking at the students in a hurry, said to Crimson: "This is no
longer safe. Let's move right away? If one is found, it will be a failure!"

Crimson rested on the window frame with one hand and turned to ask, "How many
contact points have you arranged?"

Lianlian looked at the hesitation for a few seconds and answered: "Five."

Crimson asked again: "You said they have been out for more than an hour?"

Lianliankan: "Yes, yeah."

Crimson: "It mostly failed."

Lianlian looked at her for a while, and just opened her mouth to ask why, she was cut off
by Crimson. She acted decisively, "Transfer, if you don't want to collapse all."

This sentence was in the middle of the line, but he couldn't be happier. He wanted to
change Crimson's sight, but what does Crimson mean?
Even if Pepe is not going well on their side, there is still a group of people going to
check the news of the black hat grocery store, is this also a problem?

It shouldn't be!

But now the situation is that no one has come back, and the more I think, the more I
want to focus, and quickly arrange for everyone to transfer. This time there are so many
ordinary players from outside, they cannot be transferred together, they can only be
rounded up to zero.

At this point, Zheng Yingying had returned to the stronghold without knowing it. She had
been familiar with it for so long. But she didn't wait until Crimson was furious, but waited
for the news of the transfer and frowned slightly.

The reality is somewhat different from what she expected, if so...

Zheng Yingying took advantage of everyone's busy transfer and found Meng Yufei
hidden by her under the bed. Meng Yufei was still in a coma, Zheng Yingying struck his
arm with a knife, and dagger smeared the corpse poison.

She was afraid that Meng Yufei would disassemble herself, and that Crimson would be
aware of Meng Yufei's disappearance and found it, making Meng Yufei a living corpse
would be the best solution.

A moment later, Meng Yufei corpse, ran out of the room without reason, bite when he
saw someone.

There was a riot in the corridor, and the strong contrast was the crimson walking
downstairs. The red long skirt and high heels, the washed hair is not as messy as when
he was released from prison, and his hands are also painted with nail polish, which is
bright and moving. If it weren't for the shackles on her wrists and ankles that were too
conspicuous, this would be a woman who could be captivated by throwing her hand
between her feet.
The riots in the corridor had nothing to do with her, and everyone's consternation had
nothing to do with her. She walked like this, her high-heeled shoes sounded "ta, da, da"
and everyone evaded.

Lianliankan followed behind, panicked, but dared not cross the crimson. In his opinion,
Crimson is so high-profile, afraid that others do not know that she is here, but
fortunately, there are no way people here, no one else found her.

If they are found, then they are all done.

No, no, Crimson doesn't care about their lives!

It's all here, and I can't see the crimson attitude anymore. They wanted to borrow a
crimson knife, but they didn't expect the other party to take them seriously, but they
couldn't even look at her at this time.

First, they couldn't fight, and second, since they got into the thief ship, they came down
at this time, and they were not pleased on both sides.

The remaining reason allowed Lianlian to stabilize his mind. He didn’t dare to think
about how the twenty-four hour time limit had passed a quarter. Without a way, he
reached such a dangerous situation that he could only hurriedly urge: "Withdraw
immediately. Don’t stay together, spread out!"

The Daoist has been running around today, and was bitten by the mad dog Meng Yufei,
and finally killed him. At this moment, when he hears such an anxious command, how
dare he stay?

It was just an instant that the people in the building were scattered.

Crimson couldn't help but look back again and again, thinking that this man was not too
stupid, and waved at him.

When she saw her waving again and again, she felt her legs were soft, but she stepped
forward daringly, and kept slandering Pepe in her heart. Why didn't his mother return.
"Help me find someone." Crimson said.

"Who?" Lianlian looked deeply afraid of her mentioning the living corpse.

"Do you know a little girl with a bald head? I had been with Jianghe some time ago."
Crimson said, Yu Guang glanced at the river with a smile on his lips, "Get her back for
me, after all, it is a Little girl, I’m not alone, I don’t worry."

Hearing the words, Jianghe's face was light.

Crimson deliberately mentioned Zheng Yingying in front of him, she was threatening him
for the life of the box. This is soft and hard.

After waiting to leave, Jiang He said with a deep voice: "I said, the life box is no longer
in my hands, let alone Zheng Yingying. She is just a little girl who almost died in the
prison, I have let her leave , She will not come back."

Crimson: "Really, maybe I just think she is more destined."

Jiang He: "Crimson, she's just the one who helped me for a while. Do you have to
involve the innocent again?"

Crimson: "But you saved her, isn't her life yours? And I just want to see her. If you don't
care, why are you so nervous?"

Jiang He was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Do you know why I saved
her?"

Crimson smiled and asked, "Why?"

"Because she looks like you."

The short five words make the deep red smile slowly solidify. She seemed to be smiling,
but she seemed to be touched by her memories. Her eyes were full of emotions and
could not be explored.

She knew that Jiang He said "you" would not be her now, but once.
"Really?" Crimson blinked.

"Believe it or not," Jiang He said, walking forward.

Crimson looked at his back, half of his body was shrouded in shadow, and the smile on
his face faded, obscure. The words of the two of them, true and false, repeated trial and
error, the trust is as fragile as glass, shattered in one blow.

But the things made of glass are beautiful in themselves, and crimson loves such fragile
and beautiful things.

Besides, after looking at it again and again, he kept ordering the crimson orders, and
arranged for someone who trusted to inquire about Pepe and others. No way has its
own news network, Yongye City is more than an intelligence dealer, it is not difficult to
get some news.

Soon, one after another news came back to him.

Lianlian was so angry that he vomited blood, but didn't spit it out, almost suffocating.

"How could Mocheng and Pepe be arrested?!"

"Why were the people who went to the black hat grocery store killed? That's
impossible!"

There is no mobile phone in Yongye City, and there is no convenient communication

network. Everything returns to the original, causing an inevitable time difference.
Lianliankan had never imagined that the news he had been waiting for was like this, and
his back was cold and sweating, so that he could understand why Crimson said that he
did not want to collapse and quickly evacuated.

He can only thank himself for doing so, and let everyone be dispersed.

But soon he knew that it was too early for him to be thankful, because the third news
reached his ears immediately, like an arrow inserted into his heart, so that his unspitted
blood finally spit out smoothly. .
"Tang Cuo came over?????" Teammates quickly supported him and poured him a
potion of therapeutic potion.

The news that I can see repeatedly is that the people who first evacuated the new
stronghold met Tang Cuo halfway. Tang Cuo shouldn't have recognized them, but who
knows that the two sides just met, Tang Cuo raised the knife.

He didn't kill people, and the innocent people didn't dare to kill him because they were
afraid of going to jail.

But so many players on the road.

Tang Cuo directly broke through the relationship between Wudao and Crimson. These
members of Wudao were killed by the angry players and returned to the g zone. A flash
of light flashed on the street at once, and everyone went to jail together.

"Tangcuo came from the Ruby Tavern, right? It must be k, and it must be that k leaked
our personnel information to him! That sullen intelligence dealer!" The truth.

"It's not time for k or k. Let's go back and tell Crimson. Tang Cuo dare to come and let
him go without return!" The teammates also gritted their teeth, and the two made a total
and immediately turned around.

What about Zheng Yingying at this time?

She followed the people who escorted Miao Qi and Wen Xiaoming, intending to take
advantage of it. Both were stunned and taken away. In order not to attract attention,
they were escorted separately. Zheng Yingying thought about it and chose Wen
Xiaoming.

There is no reason for him. Wen Xiaoming looked more clever.

Sure enough, before Zheng Yingying shot, Wen Xiaoming suddenly woke up. He was
carried on his shoulders with his head down, his hands still tied. While opening his eyes,
the green muscles on his forehead and arm burst, and he broke the rope around his
wrist.

With a snap, Wen Xiaoming immediately fell to the ground before the Wudao members
had responded, strangling his neck with the broken rope and throwing him over his
shoulder with his back—

"Bang!" The twenty-four ribs were probably broken in half.

There were four innocent members responsible for the escort. At this time, one was
lying on the ground and wailing, and the other three looked at Wen Xiaoming with shock
and consternation.

Isn't Wen Xiaoming a master of props? How can you earn such a strong prop rope?

"Come on, I can't fight crimson, can I still do you guys?" Wen Xiaoming hooked his
fingers on them and put a handsome pose of Bruce Lee.

Few people know that the prop master 10086 is a fighter who wins by strength, because
he is very good. There is no advantage except for the thick blood and hard work.

So he still chose-rely on props.

Seeing the three men rushing up, Wen Xiaoming immediately threw Bruce Lee behind
his head and threw out a burst of eggs in one hand, "Go to you!"

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In the e-zone of Yongye City, following the death of the living corpses, it fell into turmoil
again. The turmoil started with the smashing of a black hat grocery store, and the
explosion of Tangcuo's interrogation of Tall and Pepe in the ruby ​tavern was finally
ignited by the fire beside the new Dao stronghold.

No, it was more accurately ignited by Tang Cuo's halfway interception.

The innocent response was already very fast. While the players' eyes were attracted by
the fire, the evacuation was completed quickly. But Tangcuo had arrived nearby, broke
the deal between Wudao and Crimson, and used ordinary players' hands to send
several Wudao members to prison.

More and more people are involved, whether they are voluntary or forced, and when
they react, they can no longer get away.

Are the people in Yongye City united?

Do not.

Are the people in Yongye City kind, upright and warm-hearted?

Seems to have to say hello.

So I couldn't figure it out again and again, even though Dao colluded with the crimson,
how did he get to the point where everyone shouted? Has Yongye City been unified? ?
?

Even if it was the Tai Wai Suppression a year ago, ordinary players didn't make much
shots at all.

"My **** &*%￥#*%@*&%!" Lianliankan is a series of standard national curse, because

it is too vulgar and was automatically coded by Yongyecheng.

He suffocated even if he couldn't scold, especially after figuring out why the people sent
to the black hat grocery store were completely overwhelmed, and he was shaking with
anger.
It was they who just hit the black hat, who recognized the innocent and sold them
backhand. At that time, Black Hat had just finished talking with Tang Cuo, and was
threatened by a newcomer's export.

The innocent man just hit his muzzle.

This is entirely a matter of luck.

But I can’t even see this. “Black hats must be with Jin Cheng. Well, they are wearing red
faces and white faces, big sticks and sweet dates, and they are playing around the
whole night night city! I see two The number one movement must be in their hands, first
take the opportunity to kill us all, and then take out the movement to be a hero, I bah!"

Teammates take it seriously, otherwise how to explain what is happening now?

The news reached Crimson's ears, but Crimson didn't say anything about the two's
inferences. She was just thinking about the name "Tangcuo", and she asked Jiang He,
"What do you think should be done now?"

Jianghe: "Withdraw."

Lianlian watched and interjected, "What does it mean to withdraw? Do you let us lose so
many people and admit it directly?"

Jiang He glanced coldly at him, "Do you want to play tactics with Tang Cuo now?"

Lianliankan: "What happened then?"

Jiang He: "You might as well commit suicide directly."

Lianliankan hadn't spoken yet, and his teammates hugged him quickly, lest he jump up
and hit someone, but be beaten. The teammates looked at Crimson and Jianghe
sweatingly and said, "If we avoid this time, what about the next time? Now that our
relationship has been exposed, we are still forced to retreat after such a big move, Jin
Cheng also returned Will you go all out to find the movement? Everyone will read our
jokes, and the panic caused by the living corpse is useless."
This was a bit interesting, and Crimson asked with a smile: "So?"

The teammate took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Withdrawal can be
withdrawn, but Tang Cuo must be killed first."

According to available information, Tang Cuo's name appeared more frequently than Jin
Cheng, but Jin Cheng didn't know where to go. Since Wu Dao has stood on their
opposites, of course, Tang Cuo cannot be allowed to grow bigger.

Before he becomes the second Jin Cheng, strangle him in the e zone.

Thinking about this, his teammates added: "If you can't chase down area g to kill people
completely, then let him become a corpse and take the initiative in your own hands."

Crimson looked at the river again, "What do you say?"

Jiang He shook his head.

Crimson: "Why?"

Jiang He: "Since the goal is the No. 2 movement, nothing else matters. You never
thought that Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo could find the movement, right? You just want the
person who actually holds the movement to surface, but if You killed Tang Cuo, Jin
Cheng and you never die, and the person who really holds the movement will only laugh
in secret."

As soon as this remark came out, even the teammates and the teammates were
stunned. They couldn't say anything against them for a while.

Crimson raised the corner of his mouth with scrutiny and suspicion in his eyes. Jiang He
made sense, but Crimson couldn't be sure which side he was standing on. Was it really
for her sake, or did he use this to save Tang Cuo?

At this moment, I looked at the brain seeds again and again, and it seemed that I
remembered, "There is another news about the life box."
The crimson eyes were sharp and sharp, "What are you talking about?"

"Life, life box."

"Say."

The sudden pressure shocked Lianliankan. He hurriedly told about the card, but he
dared not look directly at his crimson eyes. Crimson sneered, "You really remember it
now?"

Lianliankan: "Really! There is so much news, I really didn't remember it for a while--"

The unfinished words were broken in the crimson palms, and the red nails were stabbed
on the neck of Lianliankan. They could only pierce his skin and flesh, turning him into an
unreasonable living body.

"You better not lie to me." Crimson said, throwing him aside like a litter in the frightened
eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she said: "I think I probably know where the life box is. The
card "greed" is one of the seven deadly sins."

Lianliankan and his teammates looked at each other. They clearly told Crimson that
they were thermodynamic cards. How did they get into Crimson's mouth, what became
seven deadly sins?

Jianghe sinks.

The card of Seven Deadly Sins was obtained when he and Crimson copied a copy
together. Crimson knew him so well, he could distinguish the truth of the news so
quickly, and guess the correct card. It is not surprising.

But this card is indeed not on Jianghe.

"You have to tell me that the card is no longer on you, right?" Crimson said.

"I destroyed it." Jiang Hedao.

"It's a pity that such a good card is ruined." Crimson smiled, but his tone was chilling,
and he slightly turned his head to look at the two, "Go, let all people move, an hour I
want the little girl to appear in front of me."

Rivers ruined cards?

Crimson didn't believe it. At that time, they had already broken apart. So a good handle.
Will a person like Jiang He who is thorough and cautious, destroy it? He didn't love her
too much.

He must hold it in his hands, even if he wants to transfer, he must be worried that she
will come to him, just transferred.

The rivers were quiet and could not see the reality.

Crimson looked at Lianlian coldly, "Don't go yet? You found the little girl, and I
immediately killed Tang Cuo."

It is said that Lianliankan and his teammates looked at each other. Although they did not
know how the little girl was involved in the cards, they felt a lot lighter with the crimson
phrase.

It's just dealing with a little girl, but it's much easier than dealing with Tang Cuo.

The two left quickly, and Jiang He looked deeply at Crimson, feeling that things would
soon be out of control.

On the other side, Tangcuo and Qianwei finally arrived at the new stronghold, but
people had already gone to the entrance. The only thing left to Tang Cuo is the body of
Meng Yufei.

"His." Qian Wei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw his miserable
appearance.
It was so miserable that Qian Wei would not be able to beat him with mercy. But then I
thought about it, if all the living corpses lying on the ground were rescued, wouldn't
Meng Yufei come alive?

He was alive, and the next time he met, he would shout and kill, how bad. So Qian
Weiling took the opportunity to tie Meng Yufei with a rope, and then pulled off the curtain
cloth and wrapped it again. At the end, it was not enough. Put the "mummy" into a
closet in an empty room and reuse it The table is blocked.

Seeing Tang Cuo looking over, Qian Wei scratched his head embarrassedly and
explained: "So when he was resurrected, he might have thought he was in the grave,
lying down with peace of mind."

Tang Cuo declined to comment, but he probably understood why they could encounter
Qian Wei twice or twice, because of the aura problem-this seemed like what Jin Cheng
would do.

There was no one in the building long ago, but Tang Cuo did not rush to the next
location, but started searching at the fastest speed. Qian Wei didn't understand what he
was doing at first, until Tang Cuo found the mark left by Wen Xiaoming in a room on the
third floor.

"There is really something." Qian Wei was surprised.

Tang Cuo's thinking was simple. Wen Xiaoming was gone. If it was either in area g or
trapped somewhere, it would never be wrong to find it.

The mark left by Wen Xiaoming is also very simple-his pink hair.

The innocent walked hurriedly, not paying attention to the small handful of hair falling on
the ground. In addition to Wen Xiaoming, no one in Yongye City would dye such a pink
and flamboyant hair color.

But where did they take Wen Xiaoming after they left?
Where did the little girl go?

Tang Cuo did not hesitate. He guessed that Wudao should be dispersed now, and he
would not go any further, so he followed the direction of the biggest movement.

And just as he and Qian Wei left the stronghold, Crimson and River appeared on the
roof again, watching them leave.

"Is it him?" Crimson murmured.

"Yes." Jiang He said calmly.

At the end, Crimson suddenly thought of something and smiled: "It turned out to be Jin
Cheng's cat."

The river is unknown, so Crimson does not explain it, she just finds it interesting.

"It's not good to lose the cat. We will help Jin Cheng and look at him."

Tang Cuo did not know that he had been stared at. He walked for a long time. He didn't
see Wen Xiaoming and Zheng Yingying, but found that there were live corpses on the
street.

"What happened? Crimson appeared again?!" Qian Wei felt shocked again.

"Not necessarily." Tang Cuo frowned, and quickly went in the direction of the living body.

The further you go, the more corpses there are. There were only one or two sporadic in
the first place. At the front, there were three or four huddles. Tang Cuoli settled them on
the ground, but he felt that this was not a crimson handwriting.

Especially when he rescued an innocent player and heard the specific situation from his
mouth, this guess became true.

"Ken, it must be crimson! Just now the man was wearing a red cloak, and the people
around him became corpses as soon as they shot, it must be crimson!"
Players eloquently expressed fear in their eyes. Tang Cuo knew that it was not the
crimson who wore the red cloak, but the little girl.

She didn't know what method she used to master crimson skills. Looking at the corpses
of the living corpses on the ground, Tang Cuo found a faceless member's face.

"Is there anyone else?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Yes, there is pink hair, and they ran away!" the man answered.

After hearing that, Tang Cuo and Qian Wei immediately chased in the direction of the
player's finger. And the crimson and rivers that follow far behind each have their own
thoughts.

Crimson didn't rush to catch up, but smiled and asked Jiang He: "Do you think this is a
case of breaking through iron shoes and nowhere to look?

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Tang Cuoyue went forward and felt that it was wrong, there was a feeling of being
peeped, and even his soul felt a chill.

After coming to Yongye City for a long time, he can feel the existence of the "soul" more
and more. He sometimes thinks that this may be because the flesh has died in this
world, and it is only the soul who entered the Yongye City.
To return to the truth, Tangcuo kept his eyes open, but instead of looking around with
great fanfare, he directly put a signal flare. The signal flare turned into fireworks in the
night sky, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Brother Tang, who are you reporting to? Is Jin Cheng's boss finally coming?" Qian
Wei's words showed a little excitement.

"Wait." Tang Cuo didn't explain much, and continued to examine the bodies of the living
corpses scattered around, making it unclear what he was doing.

About ten minutes later, a space crack suddenly appeared in front of Long Street, and
Leng Miao came out from it. The wind is dusty, and his face is condensed.

"Found it?" Tang Cuo came straight to the point.

About two hours ago, Leng Miao left the Ruby Tavern and acted alone, but the two
sides also agreed to contact with a signal bomb in case of emergency.

"Area B, the fortune teller's words, Jin Cheng and Rong Yi are all present." Leng Miao
still cherishes words like gold. In fact, he had just arrived in Area B, and he didn't
understand the specific situation. He only saw a war.

Words are hidden in the face, and the face of Jin Cheng and Rong Yi's joint attack can
still linger on. As for her own appearance, it does not matter to Leng Miao.

He wanted to intervene, but then saw the flare. It is also because the signal flare
produced by 10086 is large enough to be eye-catching, so that he can see the gorgeous
fireworks in the b zone.

When accidentally received Jin Cheng's news, Tang Cuo relaxed a little, but then said
right again: "I suspect someone peeping at me in secret, you are walking in the direction
of the living body, we move apart."

Leng Miao did not ask much, nodded coolly, and walked away. At this point, he is
undoubtedly an excellent collaborator.
"Let's go." Tang Cuo took Qian Wei to the other side, and the two sides separated
quickly, causing the crimson that followed to fall into short hesitation.

"Did you say he noticed something?" Crimson asked.

"Maybe." Jiang He answered ambiguously.

Crimson didn't care, anyway, no matter what Jianghe said, she wouldn't believe it all.
She asked, it was just based on previous habits, and besides, it was also fun to tease
the river.

In the end Crimson chose Lengmiao, she had to find the little girl first.

But for a moment, Tang Cuo discovered that the feeling of being peeped out gradually
disappeared, and when he walked away for a while, he disappeared completely. But
Tang Cuo was still quite cautious. After walking across a street, he took Qian Wei into a
dark alley, turned from the small window in the alley into the next residential building,
and then left from the other side of the residential building.

Qian Wei followed him around, almost dizzy, and when he returned to the main road,
scratching his head, he didn't know where he was.

Tang Cuo seemed to have a map in his head, and he was determined to move in a
single direction. Qian Wei looked at his cold face and wanted to ask, but after thinking
about it, he shut up--

The trouble comes from the mouth, you must remember Qian Wei!

But after running for more than ten minutes, Qian Wei was startled by the loud noise in
the distance, "What's wrong with that?"

Tang Cuo also frowned deeply. In order to completely get rid of peeping, Tangcuo made
a long way around. Although he finally moved in the original direction, he still fell a lot. It
was that direction that made a loud noise at the moment.

I don't know who exactly fought with whom.

Now that you have chosen to back around, you have to maximize the advantages of
back around. Tang Cuo rushed to the scene with Qian Wei, but did not get too close, but
chose a hidden place to cat up.

This is already located in the commercial street in the e-zone. The center of the battle is
the department store with the huge pictorial girl of the Republic of China, while the two
sides of the battle-Crimson and Lengmiao, are fighting above the department store.

Both of them have a skill-floating.

Leng Miao's buoyancy comes from his control of space, and the crimson ones are not
clear. Tang Cuo hides on the roof of a massage bath center southwest of the
department store, covering himself with a huge water tank, looking around, a chaotic
battle.

The department store is a gathering place for players. Crimson and Leng Miao are at
war here, and it has long been a mess here. In the department store and on the streets,
there are players all looking up with their heads up, or panic or righteous indignation, or
thinking about it, which is different.

Soon, riots also occurred inside the department store.

Leng Miao is not Crimson's opponent. He can temporarily hold her, but he cannot defeat
her. Crimson resisted Leng Miao, but also spared power to shoot the players below.

The living corpses reappeared, and their goal was clear-to be someone in the
department store.

That little girl!

Tang Cuo's face was dull, and his eyes glanced through the crowd again. He didn't see
Wen Xiaoming's figure, but he found the river. As a result, the one who had just followed
him to peep at him should be Crimson and River.

They really are together.

And if Crimson and Jianghe are old acquaintances, according to the previous inference,
100% of the hidden life box is a river. Crimson, river, little girl, life box, these four words
are combined together...

It was at this time that Crimson's unique, hoarse voice sounded in the air, "Jianghe, now
it's time for you to choose, I will give you one last chance."

As soon as this remark came out, the players were stunned.

"River?"

"Jianghe?!"

"How is this related to the river again? Is it the river I think?"

"What the **** is this Nima..."

In a noisy voice, Jiang He looked up at the beautiful red figure, his face darkened.
Crimson is forcing him to choose her or Zheng Yingying, which is a proposition.

He didn't answer, crimson said again: "If you look back, I can forgive everything you did
before."

Players looked at each other, unable to adapt to this sudden romantic drama style. The
player standing near the river finally found the actor, but he dared not ask anything or
move.

Jiang He's face became more and more condensed, looking at the complex emotions in
his crimson eyes, but there was no hesitation and struggle.

He turned to the department store.

"Jiang, He!" Crimson laughed angrily, and a crimson ray descended from the sky,
straight across the heavenly cover of the river. But the next second, the figure of the
river passed away, and the rays penetrated the Black Stone Long Street without leaving
a drop of blood.
Crimson still wanted to shoot, and Leng Miao's magic arrived again.

Where Leng Miao can tolerate the crimson contempt of Crimson again and again, and
can still be so distracted against him, Dr. Leng felt that it was not good.

But the crimson at this time was invincible, and by such a stimulus from the river, she
ran away.

Numerous crimson rays erupted at the same time, seemingly blooming flowers, with
crimson as the center, striking the surrounding area indiscriminately.

Such an attack is almost irresistible. Leng Miao hides as fast as he can, still punctured
by a ray through his shoulder, and suddenly blood spatters into the sky. The players
below were even more unable to contend, and there was a lot of casualties.

No, it is more accurate to say that all Crimson attacks are carried with corpse poison,
and she is a poisonous body itself. All the dead players turned into living corpses, and
the department store was sifted by a ray.

"My Nima--" Qian Wei covered his mouth in fright, widened his eyes and dared to growl
in his heart.

It’s terrifying, this woman is terrifying, the more terrifying attack is not the end, this is just
the beginning. Those hands with bright red nail polish and that beautiful and charming
red dress will soon become the deepest nightmare in everyone's heart.

She was still laughing, and her husky voice added a bit of roughness.

"Do you think I haven't grown in this year in prison?" Her voice fell and reached out and
gently twisted a red silk thread in the void, just pulled.

Leng Miao bowed his head in amazement, and found that his hands and feet were
wrapped in red thread sometime.
"Don't die." A flash of fierceness suddenly flashed in the crimson eyes, and the red line
in his hand stretched straight. The next second, he threw Lengmiao into the department
store.

The more Leng Miao struggled, the tighter the red thread was tied, and even the Great
Crack could not be performed.

"Bang!" The black figure smashed the roof of the building, and shattered all the floor
tiles on the second floor, only to stop the falling trend.

Leng Miao's body twitched and spit out a blood violently. Seeing the rays striking again,
a cloud of black mist sprang from the side to save him.

At the same time, another signal flew into the air near the center of the e-zone.

Crimson was unheard of, her pupils had turned crimson, and she no longer ignored
Leng Miao, but walked towards Zheng Yingying, who appeared beside the escalator on
the second floor.

"Tell me, where did Jiang He give you?"

Every word of Crimson is so important that it knocks **** Zheng Yingying's heart, so that
her body that was injured by the siege of the living body has a tendency to be
unsustainable.

But she was in a good mood, because Jiang He chose her.

"Do you want to know?" she asked back.

Crimson snorted coldly, fingers slightly open, just about to catch her, but the river
appeared in front of Zheng Yingying again, blocking her. The two faced each other, and
a crack lay in the middle, and there was a trend of continuous expansion.

The whole department store is crumbling, but the people who are still inside now have
no time to ignore it.
"You want to betray me again for her?" Crimson eyes are irresistible crazy killing
intentions.

"You still don't understand..." Jiang He clenched his fists, halfway through, but suddenly
deflated. Because it’s useless to say anything, it’s not needed anymore, this person will
never understand it in front of her, she will never admit that--

A year ago, he did not betray her.

But who raised the butcher's knife to whom first? What's so important? The important
thing is now.

"Crimson, no matter what happened in the past, now I betray you." Jiang He pulled out
his assassin's machete. "If you want to kill her, kill me first."

Crimson: "Do you think I can't do it!?"

"No, you did it, you did it from start to finish."

"Jianghe, you are forcing me."

Jiang He stopped answering. What has been said has been said, what has been done
has been done, the crimson in the past will not turn back for him, and the crimson now
will not.

Can only fight deadly.

In the ear of Zheng Yingying standing behind him, the words of the river rang, "I stopped
her and let Leng Miao take you away. Remember what I said, go to Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo."

"No!" Zheng Yingying subconsciously reached out to grab him, but only grabbed a
fleeting corner of clothing. Rivers took the initiative to face the battle, and the black mist
was like rain and wind, which instantly blocked everyone's sight and made the
surroundings dim.
Among the black, there is still red flowing. Black and red are intertwined in one place,
beautiful and dangerous, so that people can't see clearly what is inside, but the ray of
wind that occasionally overflows can cut off the pillars of the department store.

In the rumbling sound, the broken slabs and bricks kept falling, and the escalator broke
from it. The ceiling collapsed, but no light came in.

"Go!" In the dark, Leng Miao grabbed Zheng Yingying's hand and pulled her into the
crack of the space. Obviously he also got a secret voice from Jianghe.

But Zheng Yingying's backhand was a stab in the back of his hand, forcing Leng Miao to
loose his hand. She stumbled back from the crack and shouted in the direction of
crimson: "Don't you want the card? Jiang He gave it to me, only I know its
whereabouts!"

The red light paused in the black mist, and the next second swept to Zheng Yingying.

Leng Miao looked at the little lunatic and wished to kill her, but thinking about what she
said, she still took action. There was also a river that blocked the crimson with him, but
the river was in a bad state at this time, panting, messy hair, and a few more blood
holes in his body.

"Say." Crimson was also injured, but obviously better than the other two.

"You let us go first, and I will tell you again." Zheng Yingying stared at her deadly,
although her legs were trembling under the pressure of crimson, her eyes were still
fierce.

This look made Crimson very angry, and she couldn't help thinking of the phrase "She
looks like you" that Jiang He said.

like what?

But it is just a copycat!

"I'm not talking about the conditions with you." Crimson threw out the red thread and
wrapped it around the only upright pillar on the second floor. Pulling gently, the pillar
cracked and hit the three people.

Jiang He quickly guarded Zheng Yingying's retreat, but Zheng Yingying suddenly
laughed, and there was irony and contention in the laughter as well as a trace of
gloating.

"If you don't chase it, it's too late."

Crimson frowned, "What do you mean?"

Zheng Yingying lifted his hand away from the river and walked in front of him without
fear, facing the crimson again, "I said-if you don't chase it, it will be late."

This time, Crimson finally understood what she meant and suddenly changed, "Who did
you give the card to?"

Zheng Yingying responded to her with a **** smile, holding the handle of the Unknown
Blade in her left hand, and swiping from the blade with her right hand, allowing the
sharp blade to cut through the palm of her hand and the blood ticking. She drew so
deeply, her joints were white, and the words she said were deeply murderous.

"I curse you."

Crimson felt bad and wanted to stop it, but the oath was fulfilled. The power of the red
curse rushed out of the dagger, condensed into a circular mysterious pattern in front of
Zheng Yingying, and quickly hit the crimson.

Crimson retreated, but still did not avoid it and was beaten into a shop behind him. With
a bang, the shop collapsed, broken glass and dust splashing.

"You, damn, **** it!" An area of ​cursed formation, of course, could not defeat Crimson.
The voice of resentment is like a snake around the ear, terrifying and terrifying.
Zheng Yingying made a big move, and the whole person shook, and his face was as
white as paper, but before the poisonous snake approached, she reminded again—

"Cough, cough... don't you chase?"

Both Leng Miao and Jiang He are staring closely at the direction of the shops and are
waiting for them. But Crimson retreated after all. She glanced viciously at the three, and
disappeared in the cracked wall.

She doesn't need to ask at all, because the life box is in the copy, and the key to the
copy is the card, so the person who gets the card will only go to one place-the central
area game hall!

At the same time, Tangcuo is rushing to the game hall at full speed, even at the
expense of revealing himself, and going straight ahead, without taking a detour. Qian
Wei couldn't keep up with his speed, so he split his way.

The card was not in Tang Cuo's hands, but he saw Wen Xiaoming's flare. It was the
signal flare that rose to the edge of the e-zone when Crimson entered the department
store just now.

There are many types of signal bombs produced by 10086, with fireworks as the signal,
and its own set of arrangements can convey different information. In Yongye City, which
has no communication network, this is the most convenient method of communication.

Tang Cuo is used to inform Leng Miao, and Wen Xiaoming put another one. The signal
it conveys represents-card.

Wen Xiaoming was separated from Tang Cuo from the beginning, and the information
he got was limited, so he did not know the specific role of the card. Zheng Yingying is
also unclear, but Jiang He solemnly handed it to her, and let her choose whether to
hand it to Jin Cheng at the right time, which shows the difference of this card.

She was keenly aware that this card might be the key to winning.
So she gave the card to Wen Xiaoming, and she stayed to find a way to create chaos
and delay the time.

Zheng Yingying made the decision in just one second.

"Bang!" Another firework burst into the sky.

A signal from Tangcuo told Wen Xiaoming to go to the game lobby.

There is a drawback to transmitting fireworks, that is, it is easy to expose your position,
and there is also a risk of being cracked. But the situation is urgent, and Tang Cuo can
no longer make careful arrangements, he can only grab time with Crimson.

There is only one card, as long as he can successfully get the card into the copy, the
winning balance will lean towards him.

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"Everything, let it!"

In the anxious call, a figure, like a shell, smashed the glass window of a street shop and
rammed into the room. The players hurriedly spread out and looked over again. I saw
the broken glass and the wreckage of tables and chairs, and a baby face with arrogant
pink hair crawled up on his waist, shaking off the dust, and picked it up again. The
broom on the ground rushed out.
"Let, let me hurry!"

This person is of course 10086 Wen Xiaoming, and soon other players recognized him
and speculated that this happened again. Wen Xiaoming was not as daunting as Jin
Cheng. Even if someone approached him, he could see Wen Xiaoming's move on the
broom, and when he reached his mouth, he would go back to Yan Yue.

"Driving!" Wen Xiaoming supported the broom handle, and at the order, the broom tail
spewed out a blue firelight like a twisted gas stove, and he sent him to heaven with a
bang.

The speed is too fast, the brakes are not easy, the most annoying thing is that the
broom is still voice-activated.

"Left and left!" The prop master Wen Xiaoming is crazy about Pikachu and Harry Potter,
and is determined to ride a magic broom to throw a sprite ball, but this broom is still in
the experimental stage, which is easy to cause traffic accidents.

No, one hit it without catching it.

In order to hurry, Wen Xiaoming fought, anyway, he got used to bumping and bumping,
which is faster than walking, and he can also reimburse the material cost with the boss.

Moreover, the location where Wen Xiaoming was originally on the edge of the e-zone,
not far from the center zone, hitting once or twice, you can see the outline of the game
hall from a distance.

Wen Xiaoming's heart was filled with joy, and he was about to rush over, and there was
a sudden commotion in the southwest. He hurriedly braked and did a good job of
turning around, which made the broom stop and hung his head down on the broom to
take a closer look—

Isn't that his Tang brother!

Although Tangcuo and Wen Xiaoming both came from the e-zone, they did not go the
same way. At this time, Tang Cuo rushed to the top of the building. He was agile in the
night and hunted in a trench coat. Who could not admire it in his heart after seeing it,
but this admiration was soon covered by a crimson chase behind him.

"Crimson!" Wen Xiaoming thought of the inhuman treatment he had just received after
being captured, and he felt his scalp tingle.

In the light of stone and fire, he thought of Tang Cuo's signal flare and the card Zheng
Zhengying gave him, and then looked at the crimson that came after him, and the dark
road was not good.

"Jiang!" While Crimson hadn't found him yet, Wen Xiaoming immediately descended
from high altitude and began flying on the ground. He couldn't make an appearance in a
hurry, he was beaten small and lost his card, so he had to go to the game lobby and
wait.

At the same time, Tang Cuo saw that Crimson was soon catching up, and while leaping
from the top of the tall tower, he decisively turned back and threw the cube of doom.

The Rubik's cube has six sides, all of which are different. This time Tangcuo
triggered-no air!

The light flashed, the crimson figure fell quickly, and the crimson ray that had just been
emitted was no longer accurate. Tang Cuo successfully escaped, a roof that rolled
forward and fell in front, and then continued to run forward for a while.

Crimson's speed greatly exceeded his expectations. This kind of player who can master
the floating skills is too dominant in pursuit, which is the difference between bicycle and
motorcycle.

At this moment, the game hall is already in sight, but Tang Cuo still dare not relax his
vigilance, because after arriving in the game hall, there will be another problem-which
zone does the copy of the card trigger belong to?
The "Before Dawn", which produced the No. 6 movement last time, is a copy of the
e-zone. A group of elite elites in the high-level zone did not hesitate to downgrade to the
e-zone in order to enter this copy.

At this point, it is too late to ask Jiang He, Tang Cuo can only bet. After betting that he
brought the card into the mission wall, even if he could not use the card to trigger the
copy because of the wrong partition, he can also bring the card into the regular copy to
avoid the crimson pursuit.

As a result, the card is in his hands, and the initiative is still in his hands. The problem is
that Crimson must be stopped before he enters the mission wall.

The time limit for the air ban is five minutes. Even if Crimson is forced to land, the speed
is still not slower than Tang Cuo. And Tang Cuo was on his way all day, and [Sprint] this
skill is always on, regardless of physical strength and endurance.

But as a warrior who can repeatedly jump on the edge of the life value and can face the
rigid warden, Tangcuo will only be more frustrated and more courageous, such as-

Face the crimson rays with the light shield.

The ray is powerful, but the shield is not an ordinary shield. In the face of the warden’s
attack, it can still persist for a few seconds, and it is not a problem to block a ray. And
Tang Cuo's purpose is not to resist the attack at all, but to borrow the east wind.

Under the powerful impact, the Holy Light Shield was not broken, but Tang Cuo was
blown away. The figure swiftly passed through the air, which was supposed to be
repelled by the embarrassment, but retreated straight to the direction of the game hall.

"Bang!" Tang Cuo like a meteor hit the steel frame outside the game hall, shattering the
irregular glass crystals embedded in the steel frame.

The players in the game lobby shook their heads in shock, wondering who was here.
The outside player saw the figure in the black trench coat with his own eyes, and saw
that he raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. No one
recognized him for the moment.

Until Xiaoming Ming hiding in the crowd exclaimed, "Be careful behind!"

Tang Cuoba pulled his sword back, but he didn't hear the expected metal clash. Some
were just a few red threads wrapped around his sword. The red thread was very thin
and nearly transparent, and it looked very fragile, but the Sword of Adjudication could
not cut it off.

The red line stretched straight, and the crimson figure appeared in front of Tang Cuo
almost instantaneously, and the bright red nails crossed in front of Tang Cuo's eyes,
almost making him look disfigured.

This is not so good.

Tang Cuo's brain was running fast, filtering all the available props and skills one by one,
and took out a pair of golden scissors in the electric stone fire.

With a click, the red thread broke.

【Gold Scissors】

Miss Yu Gongguan's small golden scissors, which can cut multi-colored silk threads, but
the shears continue to continue the tragedy.

Crimson red thread, is it also a kind of silk thread?

Crimson was slightly stunned. It really didn't happen that Tang Cuo could just take out
scissors to cut her red thread. And in such a stunned time, Tangcuo threw a popping
egg, and took the opportunity to jump off the steel frame, and it was about to escape
into the game hall.

"Bang!" The bursting egg exploded, and Crimson waved the smoke, and caught up.

Only one step away, Tang Cuo will rush in.

The entrance of the game hall suddenly rushed out of two players, two magicians of one
ice and one fire, and stopped him directly. As soon as Tang Cuo's heart was cold, he
stepped back and faced crimson.

Wen Xiaoming didn't dare to hide anymore and quickly shot out to help.

There was a chaos at the door, and attacks of various colors followed one after another,
shining brightly.

Tang Cuo did not expect that there are innocent people lurking in the game lobby, and
his strength is not weak. It is too difficult for him and Wen Xiaoming alone to get out of
the siege and successfully enter the mission wall.

What is even more terrifying is that Crimson reappears.

The ray swept and the corpse appeared again. Under the heavy consumption, crimson
gasped, her complexion pale, her lips bleeding, and her new red skirt became dirty and
damaged, but she was not afraid of death.

She smiled slightly, and the living corpse flew to Wen Xiaoming-the card holder who
could catch up with the little girl and happened to be here, who else would be besides
him.

Wen Xiaoming gritted his teeth, a silver whistle flashed in his hand. He quickly put the
whistle into his mouth and slammed it hard. In the sharp whistle, there were many
players and living corpses all within fifteen meters around him, and the movements in
his hands were a pause.

"Brother Tang!" Wen Xiaoming shouted.

The two quickly moved closer, and Wen Xiaoming threw a small red ball backhand. The
ball traversed a beautiful arc over the people and fell to the distance. The people
thought it would explode, but it was a bouncy ball.
"Boom, boom!" The ball bounced twice on the ground, the farther and farther away, the
players and living corpses affected by the whistle sound were attracted, and chased the
ball one after another.

The gate is empty, but there are more living corpses because they stand farther away
and are not affected by the whistle, especially the two psionicists who have no way.

The crimson attack also arrived.

Tang Cuo bit his tongue and forcibly inspired the shield of Holy Light, stopping the blow
again. The battlefield finally hit the hall from outside the game hall.

"Frozen!" Wu Dao's ice-based psionicist touched the ground with his hands and gave a
sigh, and Hanbing began to spread around him around him, and chased Tang Cuo and
Wen Xiaoming straight away.

The huge fire sickle struck with the ice, the death sickle of the flame condensed, seven
or eight meters long, waving the hot wind bursts, the high temperature of the light is
terrifying.

Tangcuo is expensive, and the Holy Light Shield cannot be maintained for a long time,
and can only be avoided flexibly. Wen Xiaoming was shocked, and various props were
thrown out endlessly, stopping the two psionicists, but not the crimson.

"Dad." The high heels sounded, and Crimson entered the game hall, glancing around
for a week, revealing a long-lost look. She wanted to narrate the old, but remembered
Tang Cuo was a newcomer, and there seemed to be no old narration.

Then end it as soon as possible, and catch the cat, so that the cat owner can lead it.

Crimson held out his hand to Tang Cuo, and countless red threads were excited from
her sleeves, turning into a net to cover him. Tang Cuo did not flash or avoid, his eyes
were sharp and his eyebrows were like swords.
"Enter the mission wall!" He pushed Wen Xiaoming in one hand and raised it slightly in
the other, but he summoned the black iron cage.

Crimson saw the familiar cage, her eyes gleaming slightly, revealing a hint of anger, but
she also had to retract the red line and stopped the cage. "Clang--" The cage hit the
ground heavily, making a loud noise.

The cage didn't cover the people, but it also helped Tang Cuo to block the blow.

Thanks again to the warden Mr. Xiao Tong.

At this time Wen Xiaoming had already rushed towards the mission wall, and Crimson
could no longer care about Tangcuo and hurried away. The two psionicists also dragged
their injured bodies and shot a metal arrow through the air.

This arrow was nailed in front of Crimson. If Crimson did not hide fast, she could cut off
half of her head. But Rao is so, her ears have a big gap, and even scratched her face.

The blood ticked down and the instant pain made Crimson crazy.

"Boss!" Wen Xiaoming said in surprise.

Someone in the crowd gleamed brightly, and called the companions around them,
suddenly shot.

"Ah!" The magician of the ice department suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.
The rest of the people looked over and saw a rune paper attached to his back of the
head, and the **** runes were still shining slightly.

Rune, Rune Master, Ou Yuyu one by one!

Yu whistled one by one, and seemed to be very satisfied with the result. His teammates
appeared on the other side, attacked behind him, and knocked down another fire-based
psionicist.
The crowd was in a state of uproar, and they were dazzled, but Tang Cuo glanced away
and looked away. Yu Yiyi is a person who is extremely good at avoiding risks. He must
have been here early in the morning.

There is nothing bad about this. Personal choice, Tang Cuo never put his beak.

At this time Jin Cheng finally appeared at the entrance of the hall, and several arrows
stopped the crimson completely. Long-distance archers like him are better than
Tangcuo.

Tang Cuo exchanged a realization with him from afar, and with a little nod, he
immediately ran towards Wen Xiaoming.

Wen Xiaoming did not rush into the mission wall when he saw that Jin Cheng had
arrived. As a logistics supporter, it was a matter of urgency to break into the copy alone.
Seeing Tang Cuo coming, Wen Xiaoming immediately handed him the cards and stuffed
him with a bunch of props to defend himself.

Tang Cuo didn't waste time either. He took things and entered the task wall in one go. It
took him only three seconds.

In three seconds, the dust settled.

"Ahhhhh!" Crimson screamed angrily, Jin Cheng raised his hand across the bowstring,
and immediately gave her a sonic boom.

Crimson was shocked and vomited blood, and the madness in his eyes finally turned
into an unquenchable prairie fire, rushing back towards Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng battled
and retreated, leading the battlefield to the open field outside.

A big battle is inevitable.

Tang Cuo, who entered the mission wall, temporarily got rid of the noise outside, the
familiar bells sounded, and the result of this game was finally displayed in front of him.

"Ding!"
"Special task items are detected, congratulations to the player for triggering the task
"Someone Under the Bed". This round of the game is in single player mode. Players are
asked to boldly, carefully, and seriously look for clearance clues to complete the task."

"Wish you a happy life!"

Gambling won.

After returning to sight, Tangcuo found himself lying on a hardboard bed, and his eyes
were on the upper bedboard. There was no light in the room, only the pale white
moonlight was thrown into the window of Tang Cuo, and the situation in the room was
revealed to him.

This is a dormitory, to be precise, a dormitory for boys. The entrance is on the side of
the toilet and on the side of the wardrobe, and inside is a common bunk bed, four on
each side, a total of eight beds.

"Someone under the bed", this sounds like a copy of the horror.

Tang Cuo didn't have any gamble to win. At best, he just quietly praised himself in his
heart, then sat up calmly from the bed, and lifted down the sheets to look under the bed.

If there are people under the bed, or ghosts under the bed, maybe you can sayhi with
him.

It is a pity that there was nothing under his bed, but when he looked down, Yu Guang
glanced at a mirror on the desk under the window.

He carefully recalled himself flashing in the mirror, frowning slightly.

The next second, he stood up decisively and walked to the table. He picked up the
mirror and looked at him by the moonlight — pale skin, eyeshadow, a little vermilion on
his lips, and red blood like blood.

Raising his hands again, his nails turned black.

Dare to love yourself as a ghost.

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Tang Cuo looked at the mirror for a while, and raised his hand to wipe the vermilion on
his lips. It was wiped and wiped to become a bite lip makeup, but after all, it looked
more natural.

Suddenly, there was a sound behind his back, Tang Cuo turned around alertly, the
mirror in his hand made a knife, and immediately reached the throat of the other party.

The other party stared at the round innocent crimson eyes, holding a comb in his hand,
and plucked his mouth. The words he said were quite coquettish, "What are you doing!
You have looked in the mirror for a long time, so I won't let me comb Child, do you love
smelly!"

Tang Cuo: "..."

Looking down, Tang Cuo found that both of them had no shadow, and it was really a
ghost. Thinking a little, he gave the mirror to the hair-ghost and politely gave up the seat
at the table.

The hair brush sat down deviously, and began to brush in the mirror.
For a while, the brothers in the other beds also got up. There is a hanged ghost living on
the top of Tangcuo, and there are still ropes around his neck; there are two sick and
dead ghosts on the opposite side, one is skinny and one is bloated and fat, and each
has its own characteristics; the last one is from Tangcuo’s next bed A drowned ghost
came down. He slept in a water bed, leaving a pool of water in one step, which was
quite abandoned by the ghost.

With eight beds, Tangcuo included six ghosts, leaving two beds empty.

Turning his head to look at the clock on the wall, it was only three minutes before
midnight, which might be the time for ghosts to get up.

Sure enough, at twelve o'clock, the lights were on inside and outside the window.

Accurately speaking, it was a ghost fire. The dark blue firelight was not bright or
burning. Even if you reached over and touched it, you would not feel any pain. You
would only feel the coolness that penetrated the soul.

The ghost fire in the dormitory was suspended from the ceiling, and the ghost fire
outside the window lit up like a street lamp. There are also four bright characters at the
top of the teaching building in the distance-Meng Gui College.

Does the ghost of this school still practice Confucianism? Tang Cuo calmly defamated,
and after two seconds, he noticed that Meng Gui was actually a fierce ghost, and the
anti-dog was not bright. It might be out of repair and broken.

Menggui Academy, kind of interesting.

Seeing a group of ghost friends accepting their existence well, Tang Cuo tentatively
said: "Our college is all ghosts, no one, right?"

The voice fell, and the ghost friends looked at it, and the hair-ghost burst into a scream,
and the comb was lost. "Ah, ah, ah, how can you mention people at night, you are
scared to death!"
The two sick and dead ghosts were also trembling together, and the thin man said:
"Don't discuss this kind of topic at night, it's terrible."

The fat man nodded, "Yeah, do you remember the movie that the teacher gave us last
week? The living people are terrible, our ghosts are so kind and so weak, the little
peach sitting at my front table was crying, and the intestines flowed to the ground. ,
Eyes almost fell out."

"Well, don't scare yourself." The drowned ghost picked up the comb and gave it back to
the comb, comforting: "We are the fierce ghost college, and the security has always
been good. I don't think the living people will mix in."

The hair-brushing ghost took the comb, and Tang Jiao glared again. Then he left the
mirror and went to wash angrily.

It didn't take a while for him to change the bottom of the flower pot and walked out of the
toilet "dada da". The powder on his face was thicker than the wall. The comb was
inserted on his head. I don't know which kind of ghost world fashion.

The hanged ghost opened his closet and hesitated for a long time with a row of hedging
ropes hanging on the hanger, and finally chose a leather sleeve around his neck. It
happened to see the hair comb ghost coming out and asked, "Are you looking good?"

Comb hair: "It looks good."

Hanging ghost: "You look good today too, replaced with a new compact?"

Comb the hair ghost: "Yes, the bone meal I just bought two days ago, I heard that it was
scraped from the bones of millennium zombies.

Hanging ghost: "Now there are too many fakes, please be careful... Hey, it's time to go
to class, let's go quickly."

Tang Cuo regretted that he felt that Jin Cheng should be allowed to make this copy, they
would have a common language.
At this time Jin Cheng was still fighting against Crimson.

Although Crimson was cursed by Zheng Yingying and injured again, his combat power
was greatly reduced, but Jin Cheng and Yan Ye also consumed a lot in the battle.

In fact, the smartest way to save trouble is to wait for Tang Cuo to come back, but
Crimson is completely crazy.

Jin Cheng called this "crazy before death." Tang Cuo took the card into the copy, it is
very likely to get the life box directly and put Crimson to death, and this card was
handed over by Jiang He. It was difficult for Crimson to think not to be crazy.

There is no doubt that this is a model of dying to be buried with everyone.

Crimson's attack is not focused on Jin Cheng alone, but one can kill one. This killed
person is poisoned by corpse and becomes a living corpse, and will infect more people.
Soon, the bodies on the ground piled up.

"One-man army", this is the critique of celebrities in the past by players in Area A. She
is equivalent to an army, and the third in the Red List is the deserved third in the Red
List.

It's at least much easier than Rong Yi's life. Why her ranking is behind Rong Yi is still a
mystery.

Crimson was ruthless, and Jin Cheng didn't keep his hand.

Jin Cheng used to fight without relying on props and some lore. For example, the [Sun]
skill shot against Crimson plus a tracking arrow was used once after he was fined back
to the f zone. It is not unusable, but deliberately converged.

No one knows how strong a player who can climb to the fifth place in the Red List in the
second year of entering Yongye City. Players are familiar with him, is it because of his
first blacklist title, and that exceptional ability to engage in trouble.

At this moment, all players have seen it.

The deep red thread wrapped around Jin Cheng's arm and straightened instantly. But
as if he was completely unaffected, he grasped the silk threads in his backhand and
held them in his hands.

Crimson eyes have been infested with madness, but this does not mean that she has
lost her ability to think. Upon seeing this, a trace of consternation flashed across her
face, which was even more shocking than seeing Tang Cuo taking out the scissors.

Scissors restrain the silk thread, which is due to the rules of Yongye City. But Crimson
knew how sharp and tenacious his thread was. Jin Cheng held the thread, but nothing
happened?

The next second, Jin Cheng suddenly disappeared in place, and when it appeared
again, it was already tens of meters away, and the speed was as fast as teleportation.

The red line stretched straight, and the deep red was caught off guard. Jin Cheng
turned again, "Bang!" The red line dragged crimson straight into a tall tower, smashing
all the spires.

It's not over yet, crimson spitting blood and not getting up, Jin Cheng's figure is like a
meteor sky falling, so fast that everyone can only see the golden streamer wrapped
around him.

"Boom--" There was another loud noise. The meteor smashed on the damaged high
tower, penetrating the crimson and the whole high tower directly, but the quaint bell that
shook for nine days. The earthquake shook, and the sound of tumbling collapsed in the
sky of smoke. Everyone looked at the shocking movement with stunned eyes, and
forgot to speak for a moment.

For a long time, all talents recovered their voices.

"He, is he not an archer? Where is such a strong physical and physical strength?!"

"Skills must be skills!"

"What's going on with the sound??"

"Crimson? Is Crimson dead?!"

"Crimson--"

In the noisy sound, another bell struck everyone's heart. It was at this time that the
smoke finally dispersed, and those who stood on the tall buildings saw the blurry red
figure.

The sharp-eyed person finally found the bell out-Jin Cheng's feet.

Every time he landed, it sounded like a bronze bell. If you compare him to a bell pestle,
the earth is a bronze bell. A huge sound wave spread from the bottom of his feet, and
the ground cracked.

And he turned around neatly, bent his bow, and made an arrow.

"Eh--" The golden arrow pierced the night, and an arrow pierced into the deep red
chest, but when the hole was about to penetrate, the tail suddenly split out of the barb,
firmly catching the deep red.

The trend of arrows continues unabated, driving crimson into the outer wall of the game
hall.

The black steel frame of the outer wall was smashed into it, and the crimson hands
grasped the arrow, but it couldn't be pulled out. Covered with embarrassment, blood
dripping.

The whole central area where the game hall can be seen is silent. Even Jianghe and
Lengmiao who hurried to the scene were surprised by Jin Cheng's intrepidity.

Only Wen Xiaoming knew his name.

[No Shot], the eleventh law of the five-tone twelve law, also used as the name of the
bell.
In addition to archery, Jin Cheng also cultivated sonic abilities, and the skill of
non-shooting just matched him. As a musical instrument, playing the sound of heaven
and earth, its sound is big, can break everything.

Of course, this move has great side effects and great wear and tear, so Jin Cheng
usually does not use it not completely out of hiding, but too much risk.

At the moment, Jin Cheng's body shook, and his internal organs seemed to be
dislocated, and there was a salty smell in his mouth, but he could not hold back anyway.

From the appearance, he looked as usual, and raised his hand to wipe out a trace of
blood from the corner of his mouth, the action was exactly the same as when Tang Cuo
was standing at the top of the game hall.

Just a cold, a bandit.

It's the kind of arrogant, domineering, and unreasonable that Laozi is the first in the
world.

Crimson looked at him, and it felt really dazzling. She clenched her teeth and was so
cruel that even if she dug out a piece of her flesh, she would persistently pull the arrow
out of her chest.

The moment she pulled out, she fell to the ground and stood up swaying again. The
high-heeled shoes on her feet had long disappeared. She stepped on the gravel and
lifted her last breath, saying, "What can you do if you kill me? Thank you for your
decree, you must also go with me if you kill me Go to jail..."

Before she had finished speaking, she seemed unable to support her. She staggered
and knelt on the ground. The blood from her chest almost stained her whole body. But
she was still staring at Jin Cheng, even if she was angry, you still have to say: "Even if
you kill me again in prison, what can you do? If Tang Cuo can't come back, I can be
resurrected, and I will live forever! I can come back to life directly, but you are still in jail,
can you still stop me by then? I will kill the river, the girl, and all of you—"
crazy.

This man is really crazy.

The players around looked at her hysterical eyes, although they didn't face up, they still
felt horrified. But at this moment, a slightly smoky voice sounded from the side.

"You really will live forever."

The person coming is Rong Yi, the ordinary Rong Xiao Yi, stepping on a gravel and
slowly appearing on the field, there is no style that the red list should have.

But when he raised his hand, the crimson look suddenly changed as the golden pocket
watch swayed between his fingers.

"Di."

"clatter."

Crimson time was turned back for three minutes, she should have died immediately, but
she was still alive, and only her time was transferred back.

Jin Cheng understood, bowed again, and pointed the arrow at the crimson.

Rong Yi, the time master, said, "I will give you eternal life”.

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Rong Yi used three minutes to explain to everyone why he could be a celebrity on the
Red List. Everyone finally realized how terrible the five words "time controller" are.

After three minutes and three minutes, ordinary players have no other ideas besides
fear. Elite players such as Jin Cheng and Jiang He can see some ways.

As we all know, such powerful skills as time control and big rift are all limited in use. The
more powerful the skills, the greater the limit.

Rong Yi just had a battle with the speech industry, and it has already been consumed,
but at this time, he can still firmly control the crimson time, and it is even unclear where
his limit is.

This is much stronger than the strength he showed in the copy of "Before Dawn".
Thinking of this, Jin Cheng could not help but looked at Rong Yi for a while.

If Rong Yi's time control has reached such a fascinating level, he still has a power to
compete against the No. 6 movement, why would he give up again?

Jin Cheng gave Rong Yi a question mark in his heart, but the movement in his hand
was unambiguous, and another arrow penetrated the crimson shoulder.

Crimson is already the end of a strong crossbow, even if Rong Yi recalls her time again
and again, her state cannot be completely restored with the time going back, because
the mental load is too great. After a few times, she could not even lift her hands, her
fingers were shaking, her head was tingling, the red dress on her body was dirty and
torn, and every breath felt torture.

But she still can't die.

How ironic.
But no matter how painful she was, those crimson eyes could still stare at Jin Cheng
without blinking. There was no trace of regret in her, "I didn't lose to you... Jin Cheng,
if..."

If I start with Jianghe from the beginning, forcing him to hand over the cards, I will not
lose.

Crimson didn't say the last half of the sentence, and then smiled again, and the smile
pulled the wound and made her frown. After a sigh of relief, she propped herself up from
the ground, like a rag doll thrown in the garbage dump, her shoulders slumped, and she
was embarrassed and ugly, "What if you win... Yong People in the night city... Sheng Mi
En Dou Mi Qiu... ha ha..."

She smiled lowly, it seemed that there was a deep story hidden in the unfinished words,
but Jin Cheng did not intend to listen. He put away his bow and arrow and glanced at
Wen Xiaoming, who kept on the probe in the crowd.

Wen Xiaoming immediately understood, strode meteor came over, and Fu Er told Jin
Cheng all the things that had happened just now, focusing on the cards and innocent
things.

"It turned out to be so." Jin Cheng temporarily gave Crimson to Rong Yi, and his eyes
swept for a week, so that every player who touched his sight felt a sigh of relief. If you
want to use a word to describe that look, you should call it "Tianliang Wang Po".

Sure enough, he said loudly: "Wadao Sanfan wants to mess with me twice, not only for
me, but also for my boyfriend. It's true-how do you say that word?"

Jin Cheng couldn’t seem to remember it, and nodded his head in distress, finally
remembering it, laughing: "The ugly people are doing a lot of tricks. I don’t know if there
are any people who are innocent here. If not, please help me tell them. : I don’t accept
apology or mediation, please take the initiative to go to jail."

Wen Xiaoming said straightforwardly: "Just go to jail?"

Jin Cheng: "After all, I am kind-hearted."

Wen Xiaoming: "But they still beat me!"

Beating is not very good. Jin Cheng then tilted his head and thought for a while, and
said, "Then you can hurry and beat them before they go to jail."

Wen Xiaoming: "Can you stipulate that boss, you must let me play a prison before going
to jail, otherwise it is not counted."

Players: "............"

You are really a vengeful ghost.

On the other side, Tang Cuo has followed his ghost friends to the classroom.

This classroom is no different from human classrooms, except that the podium has
been replaced with a coffin, and the desk has been replaced with a incense case. This
group of ghosts must give themselves three incense sticks before class. I don’t know
where they came from.

Tang Cuo gave himself a faceless expression, and then was forced to learn a lot of
ghost world knowledge. If the starving ghost next door is not eating all the time and still
smashing his mouth, the learning atmosphere is still very strong.

In the class, the teacher also taught them the paper-cutters. The paper-cutters wrote the
characters of birthday and then pierced them with needles. The students in front of them
pierced eight, and did not know who hated them so much. As she pierced, she was
chanting words, and her two empty eyes desperately shed blood and tears, all flowing
to Tang Cuo's feet.

Blood is very sticky, smelly and irritable. Tang Cuo lifted his feet naturally, but was
criticized by the teacher by name. "How can that classmate raise his legs in class?"
Tang Cuo looked around for a week. The food eaters, the paws with the window glass,
and two other students in the back row were playing table tennis with the eyeballs of
other people. .

If it weren't for his courage, he wouldn't just sling Erlang's legs, but perform a death on
the spot.

"Teacher I--" Tang Cuo just wanted to speak, and the radio suddenly rang.

"Urgent notice! Urgent notice!"

"I am the principal Black Impermanence!"

"Just got the news, the school security department detected that there are living people
mixed into the school, the number of people is unknown, and the whereabouts are
unknown. The school door is now closed and the whole school is in a state of
emergency!"

"Please pay attention to all students, be sure to protect yourself!"

The principal's voice did not fall, and the screams after another almost overturned the
roof. Tang Cuo was not scared by all kinds of ghosts, but was pale by the scream and
almost deaf.

"Vag--" Xiaotao, the sick man said, started vomiting again, and her intestines flowed to
the ground, slipping three students.

Tang Cuo hypnotized herself 800 times, "I am a ghost", a step away from Zhenzi's
distant cousin, but turned back to face a female ghost with green teeth and **** lines on
her face. Before screaming, she stunned her neatly.

Because of this, Tang Cuo's irritability index rose linearly.

If Jin Cheng appeared in front of him at this time, Tang Cuo would call him "Tian Xian",
Tian Xian you are so beautiful.
Because everyone was in a panic, the teacher even lay directly in the coffin, and the
cover was covered with a "bang" sound, which was isolated from the world, so Tang
Cuo's stun students did not receive much attention.

The whole school entered an emergency state, of course, the class could not continue,
and the radio began to guide the students back to the dormitory, try not to go outside to
avoid accidents.

The ghost friend in the dormitory found Tang Cuo and wanted to go back to the
dormitory with him. Tang Cuo wanted to agree, but listened to the radio and mentioned
the formation of a patrol. His eyes turned and he made a decision.

"I'm going to join the patrol."

According to Tang Cuo's words, his current identity is a suicidal ghost who commits
suicide by taking medicine. The ghost design is very speechless, cold and sad, so he
does not need to disguise too much. And this is not a role-playing copy, he does not
need to worry about ooc.

This time the task required him to find clues for customs clearance. He didn't even give
specific customs clearance requirements. At present, customs clearance should be
related to the living people who are mixed into the college. It is possible to find him or
kill him.

And the biggest purpose of Tang Cuojin's copy is to find the life box. Joining the patrol
will undoubtedly allow him to go to more places and get more information.

The registration office of the patrol was in the school security office. Tang Cuo
separated from the ghost friends and went straight. As soon as he arrived, he saw that
the third and third floors in the door of the security office were full of ghosts.

Under the ghost fire, the strange-shaped ghosts whispered to each other's ears, and the
breeze was blowing all around, and the cold rushed towards the sky.
Ten minutes ago, the director of the security department was found dead in the room.
Falling to the ground, the body curled up, a peach branch stuck in the chest, a pink
peach blossom at the top of the peach branch blooming quietly.

He died peacefully, and his limbs were extremely twisted, with obvious traces of
struggling, but the expression on his face was exceptionally calm and peaceful. This
made the ghosts feel sincerely afraid that no one would dare to approach his body or
pull out the peach blossom.

Suddenly, a slightly calm and nice male voice sounded in the room, "The murderer hid
under the bed when he committed the crime."

"Huh?" The ghosts looked at them together, and they saw a male ghost at the door
when they came in. White face, red lips, messy hair, handsome, even in the ghost
world, this should be the appearance of the school grass level.

He walked around the corpse and walked to the bed. He glanced at the drooping sheets
and reached out to wipe the dust. He said: "There are hidden marks under the bed, and
the murderer left half of the footprints. According to the size of the footprints, I guess,
The murderer male is about 175 up."

The ghosts were stunned by him. At the end, a middle-aged male ghost came forward
and asked, "Who are you?"

This question asked Tang Cuo. After three seconds of silence, he spoke quietly: "Three
classes of fierce ghosts, Li Haoshuai, I'll sign up for the patrol."

Middle-aged man: "It turned out to be a handsome student, hello hello, the patrol team
needs a ghost like you!"

Everyone is a ghost. It’s not an exaggeration to say a ghost.

Tang Cuo accepted the setting for the time being and quickly entered the role. "Since I
decided to invite me in, I will give a proposal first-the murderer is hiding under the bed
and there is a possibility of committing again. We will search all the dormitory buildings.
Check all the students’ wardrobes so that no one is hiding inside."

"Someone under the bed", did not expect to be someone under the bed literally, the task
title is the biggest reminder.

"Yes, yes, what you said makes sense, you must hurry up and search them all!" The
middle-aged man is the deputy director of the Defense Department.

When Tang turned around, Tang Cuo also saw Zhang Fanhuang's spell on his back. I
don't know what year the zombie was, how to run here to be a security guard.

At the stall where the zombie man went to order a search, Tang Cuo's eyes turned to
the corpse again. He squatted slowly, took a tissue in his hand, and pulled out the
peach branch directly.

He could feel a burning pain in the place where he held the peach branch, the peach
branch warded off evil spirits, and the peach wood sword. It was normal for the
murderer to use it to kill ghosts.

Keep it anyway, maybe useful.

So the ghosts around the audience saw Tang Cuo wrap the peach branches in three
layers and three layers in a tissue, and put it in his pocket. He was so calm that
everyone could not help but look at his feet--

No shadow, not alive, rest assured.

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The college is not large. It is said that it is a junior fierce ghost college. There are only
two dormitory buildings, a male ghost dormitory and a female ghost dormitory. There is
also a barn behind it, which specializes in keeping some animal ghosts. The distribution
is very reasonable.

Tang Cuo logically joined a patrol squad and became the captain, entering the dormitory
to search.

According to the order issued by the security department, most of the ghost students
spontaneously opened the closet for the patrol to check. A small number of them did not
cooperate very much, and they could solve it with some effort.

Tang Cuo fooled them to open the closet, mainly to find the life box. It is Jiang He who
hides the life box. He is so smart that Tang Cuo can't infer where he will hide the life
box. He can only find it slowly.

In fact, I should ask if I would come in after crossing the river, but time is not allowed.

They first searched the male ghost dormitory, from the first floor up, a total of the fourth
floor. The suicide ghost Li Haoshuai's dormitory is on the fourth floor. When Tang Cuo
entered, his ghost friends were doing evil.

This is a rather strange picture.

He sat on the ground with his hair combed, his hair all touched the front to block his
face, a ghost fire above his head, and a circle of white candles all around him, which
made him ghastly. He closed his eyes, holding a bead made of skeletal bones in his
hands, and the two sick and dead ghosts knelt in front of him, kowtowing. More
interesting are hanging ghosts and drowning ghosts. The two stood behind as if they
were humming second generals, waving white streamers, and writing four blood-colored
characters-the social animal retreating.
Tang Cuo was speechless for a while.

The other members of the patrol team praised them again and again and praised them
for their good rituals. The hair-ghost is unavoidably proud, and he opened his hair and
said, "You can search for it, and you can't hinder our practice."

Tang Cuoben is a member of this dormitory, leave him alone, and open the cabinet to
check. But unfortunately, there is nothing to gain here, but found the smelly socks
hidden under the bed by the sick and dead ghosts, and the new kind of hanger rope for
hanging dead ghosts, the kind of punk with rivets.

After searching again, Tangcuo found the photo of the ghost of "self" hidden in the bed.

"His, so handsome, you like our school flowers."

"The school flowers are so beautiful, brothers, we understand you."

"Isn't this the out-of-print photobook? Give me a look!"

"..."

In a crying wolf howling, Tang Cuo kept his face paralyzed, and didn't want to look at the
colorful ghost in the photo more. It's not his family discipline, but it's really not in line
with his aesthetic.

Tang Cuo was about to leave. It was at this moment that a scream came from the
opposite female ghost dormitory. The call was extremely sharp, plunging straight into
Tang Cuo's mind like a needle, and with a fingernail across the glass like a rhyme,
which caused goose bumps on the arm.

The ghosts were surprised. Tang Cuo strode to the window and saw ghosts in the
opposite dormitory building illuminated by ghost fire. Two ghosts were even scared to
crawl out of the window and hang on the wall like a gecko.

"Go." Tang Cuo turned around and rushed to the opposite side. He went downstairs and
happened to collide with another patrol.
The two sides made a face-to-face meeting, didn't talk much, rushed to the third floor
together, and found all the ghosts gathered in front of a dormitory. The door of the
dormitory was knocked open, and seven female ghosts fell to the ground, exactly like
the head of the security guard. His limbs were twisted, his face was peaceful, and a
peach blossom was inserted in his chest.

On the slender flower branch, there is only one pink and tender flower, which is cute
and lovely.

"There are also traces under the bed and under the bed!" After the news that the
murderer was hiding under the bed spread, there were already bold ghosts to check it
out. Seeing the patrol came, they hurriedly spoke.

The rest of the ghosts also talked about the situation, "Scream suddenly came from just
now. We heard the ghost inside asking for help, but the door could not be opened at all!"

"That's terrible. I can only hear the sound inside but I can't see anyone. When we finally
knocked the door open, there was a dead inside!"

"I must have a nightmare today!"

Tang Cuo frowned.

There are ghosts here, and it is a dormitory building where many ghosts gather. It is too
difficult for a large living person to hide here, and he has to escape without a trace after
committing a crime.

But the copy of Yongye Night City is very strange, and Tang Cuo can't figure it out for a
while. This is the setting of this copy, or is it the part that needs reasoning.

If it is set, then there is no need to consider how the murderer hides and disappears, but
if it is not set, is there any mystery under the bed?

Tang Cuo didn't know if he was on the blacklist and had entered the city with a negative
score. The copy of Yongye City was always not very friendly to him. He asked Chi Yan,
the copy he encountered was not so ugly, and the rules of the connection pass were not
clear to you, which made people irritable.

"You are all ghosts and can't pass through the wall?" he asked suddenly.

"What the **** are you talking about?" The patrol leader gave him a strange look and
said, "Here is the hell, the wall of the **** is not wearable, and it is not the kind of
garbage cement wall in the sun, which is more scum than tofu."

"Oh." Tang Cuo nodded calmly and asked again: "Eight beds, seven dead, and one
more?"

"I, I am here." A petite female ghost hugged her head out of the ghost group, and
looked at Tang Cuo tremblingly, said, "I went to the laundry room just now. ."

Fine.

Tang Cuo now accepts the daily life of the ghosts of the new era well. He has checked
the room and put away the peach branches.

There are seven peach blossom branches, plus the original one from Tangcuo, there
are eight. The combined lethality of the eight roots is a bit big for Tang Cuo, even if
wrapped in layers, it can still burn Tang Cuo's palm.

But Tangcuo didn't want to let go, because his instinct told him that this peach branch
must be strange.

Thinking about it, he turned his head to look out the window. "Meng Gui College" was
awe-inspiring.

Downstairs suddenly ran across a patrol, attracting Tang Cuo's eyes. They ran in a
hurry and looked anxiously, looking at the direction they should go to the office building.

"What are they doing in a hurry?" Tang Coo asked in a puzzled way.
The patrol leader came over and glanced, quickly shouting: "Hey! What happened! Are
there ghosts on your side?"

One of the ghosts stopped and replied loudly: "No, the flowers are blooming! The
flowers in the garden are blooming!"

After the speech, the ghost left in a hurry.

The patrol leader scratched his head, not knowing what he was talking about for a
while, and turned around, but Tang Tang suddenly looked straight and asked, "Where is
the garden?"

The captain of the patrol pointed in a direction, and Tangcuo immediately chased it-he
jumped directly from the third floor.

"It's so handsome!!!" The patrol leader exclaimed on the window sill. It was unclear
whether he was calling Tang Cuo's name or exaggerating him. Because the road
downstairs happened to be in the middle of the male and female dormitory buildings,
such a big movement attracted all the female ghosts and male ghosts to look out.

I saw the night wind roaring, blowing the ghost fire on both sides of the road gently. The
vigorous figure is like a cheetah, jumping from the third floor, hunting in clothes and
landing on the ground.

The male ghosts and female ghosts exclaimed. Only Tangcuo, who stirred the ghost
fire, was as cold as usual, and his heart was like iron.

He ran fast, not because the scenes exclaimed by the ghosts were too terrible, but
because Peach Blossom Branch could not stay on his body for a long time. In the
direction pointed by the patrol leader, he quickly found the small garden on the corner of
the campus.

The garden is easy to find, because this is a converted cemetery, and it is more spooky
than any other place. In the middle of the garden, there is a peach tree.
The peach tree is about three meters tall and not large. The branches are covered with
buds, and a few flowers are blooming. The pink petals emit a faint fluorescence in the
dark, making the entire peach tree seem to be covered with a layer of light yarn clothes.

Looking up, the moon here is bloody.

One, two, three, four... seven, eight, there are exactly eight peach blossoms on the tree.

Tang Cuo looked at the eight peach branches in his hand and couldn't help but wonder
if there was any connection between the two. The person on the patrol said just now
that the flowers are blooming, which shows that the flowers were not blooming.

With a little thought, Tang Cuo summoned the sword of adjudication and tried to cut off
the flowering branches of the tree. But the fluorescence emitted from the peach tree
seemed to be a protective film, and the sword of arbitration was chopped up as if it were
chopped on any metal, making a "ding" with a crisp sound.

Can't move at all.

Just then, another flower bloomed.

Tang Cuo was instantly alert, frowning at the flower, and a familiar scream came from
behind. The voice was still heard from the dormitory building, but Tang Cuo didn't look
back.

There are ninety-nine flowers on the tree, and now nine have bloomed.

Is this copy asking him to catch the murderer before the ninety-nine flowers are all
open? Similar to the countdown? Tang Cuo walked around the tree again and found no
other clues.

The other ghosts of the patrol came too late, and they were all surprised to see the
peach trees. Apparently they had never seen this thing.
The patrol leader glanced at the sky, and his face was embarrassed. "It's almost time to
meet the yin and yang junctions. As usual, classes have already ended, and we should
go back to the dormitory to rest."

Tang Cuo: "Must go back to rest?"

The patrol leader: "Of course, don't living people have to rest? Although there is no sun
in the underworld, the yang in the daytime is still too heavy and will burn us."

Then this should be set by the system.

But if everyone goes back to rest and a day passes, how many flowers will bloom on
this peach tree? Tang Cuoluo thought about it, without expressing doubt, and said, "I
just died again, right? Is there anything special about these dead ghosts?"

The patrol leader: "A special place?"

Tangcuo: "For example, the character "birthday."

A copy, even if the most basic customs clearance conditions are not given, still have to
follow the basic customs clearance law. If it is an indiscriminate killing of ghosts, the
murderer will come without a shadow, and there will be 99 places. Killing is a daytime
thing, and there is no solution at all.

The more metaphysical, the more superstitious, the more ceremonial. The sense of
ritual represents the law.

As long as you master the law, and then replace yourself with one part of this law,
Tangcuo can directly confront the murderer and seek opportunities for direct customs
clearance.

Of course, before that, he had to find the life box.

Tang Cuo turned to look at the signboard of "Meng Gui College" again. It was strange,
as if he could see the sign from the same angle no matter where he stood.
Big and bright.

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It was almost dawn and Tangcuo followed the patrol to the dormitory. He did not
deliberately challenge the setting of the copy, because he felt that the copy gave too few
clues, from the beginning to the end, there was a strange and absurd, and many things
were not related to each other.

For example, Peach Tree and the school sign that made him feel strange, and for
example, the photo of the school flower and the ceremony of the retreat of the social
animal, are too scattered.

After returning to the dormitory, he put all the peach branches in the vase and placed
them on the table by the window. His bed is by the window. As long as he is lying on the
bed, the vase and the signboard of "Meng Gui Academy" outside the window are in
sight.

The captain of the patrol did not disappoint him, and soon sent him a few "devil"
materials. "Dead ghost", the dead ghost, like the word "ghost talent", is too aptly
described.

This copy inspired Tang Cuo's unprecedented sense of humor.

The data shows that these people are all pure Yin characters, born in Yin Yin and Yin
Yin. Tang Cuo looked at it for a while, and suddenly he saw Li Haoshuai's birthday, and
found that he turned out to be pure Yin.

Is it so coincident?

Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes. At this time, the sky was already bright, and the ghost
friends who had just clamored for fear had already laid in bed and were going to sleep.
The ghost fire rising around the campus was gradually extinguished. Only the sign of
"Meng Gui College" was still on. With.

After putting on the mask, the hair comb came out of the bathroom, and the curtain was
closed with a loud click, and the dormitory returned to darkness.

"Sleep to sleep, we have already done the ritual, and the person will definitely not come
to us. It still matters to sleep. When I fall asleep, I will not be afraid of anything. My skin
will have to rest..." The hair grumbled. Back to his bed.

Tang Cuo didn't speak. He just lay down on the bed with the flow, but his eyes were still
on the peach blossom on the table, thoughtfully.

Quietly in the dormitory, only the breath of ghost friends and the sound of the faucet
dripping from the bathroom were soon left.

"Tick."

"Tick."

The faucet seems to be broken.

If there were no footsteps in the hallway, ghost dreams seemed to be babies crying,
rebounding infinitely in the empty hallway. Tang Cuo waited, waited for someone to
appear under the bed. At first, his consciousness was still awake, but his back gradually
blurred until he fell asleep.
Falling asleep seemed to be a matter of moments, but when I opened my eyes again,
Tang Cuo found out that it was already dark outside. He yanked open the curtains,
looked at the college sign still lit outside the window, raised his hand and rubbed his
brow, and began to wonder if he was asleep or not, whether everything in front of him
was unreal.

But the peach branch on the table is still there, which seems to be true again.

Hairbrushes, drowning ghosts, etc. also woke up one after another, and Tang Cuo didn't
hesitate anymore, strode out the door and walked out. As soon as I reached the
corridor, a familiar scream sounded.

There are no exceptions for male and female dormitories.

The most recent scream was in the dormitory next door. Tang Cuo rushed in and found
that there was one dead inside, still the same dead shape, the same peach branch.

Several other roommates said they were asleep and found nothing.

This is not right.

Very wrong.

No ghost has seen the murderer so far. He came and went without a trace. Except for
the first half of the footprints, there were almost no traces left.

Tang Cuo looked through the window to the opposite female ghost dormitory again,
watching the ghost, he turned and ran downstairs.

He encountered the captain of the patrol yesterday downstairs again.

The two stared at each other for a little while, and the patrol leader had to run upstairs
again. Tang Cuo suddenly grabbed him and asked an unrelated question, "The school
signboard is broken, why don't you fix it?"

The patrol leader: "Ah?"

He scratched his head again, wondering why Tang Cuo asked this question, but he
couldn't answer it himself, as if this was an unanswered answer.

Tang Cuo stopped questioning and turned to the teaching building with signs.

But the teaching building is very close, but far away. Tang Cuo ran for a few minutes,
and he should have arrived tomorrow morning. Looking up, the signboard seemed to be
still in its original position, unmoved.

The so-called Wangshan ran dead horse.

In this way, no matter how long he runs, he will never get to the position of the
signboard.

This copy is really weird.

Tang Cuo took another glance at the system panel. Regardless of whether he really
slept for a day, the time has passed, and his big tricks have finally cooled down.

This is easy to handle.

Tang Cuo took out the Ivy League badge without thinking.

[Momentary movement], the engraving skills of the Qingteng badge can allow players to
instantly transfer to any place within 100 meters of the body, without any skill
restrictions, and the cooling time is 24 hours.

Not limited by any skills, and the results proved to be not limited by the copy. Tang Cuo
saw that he had arrived downstairs in that building.

Looking up, the signboard stands on the edge of the rooftop.

Three minutes later, Tangcuo finally arrived at the signboard. That's the led tube welded
to the steel frame, and the switch is under the steel frame. The opposite side of the
word "Meng" is not lit, nor is it broken, but the first switch in the row is turned off.
On a campus full of metaphysics, the only thing that follows the principles of science
appears to be the key.

Tang Cuo turned on the switch without hesitation. The anti-dog was lit up. The dazzling
white light momentarily confuses Tang Cuo's eyes, making him subconsciously close his
eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he lay on the bed again.

Where is this?

There is no light in the room, but there is a faint blue light coming from the front, which
is the light of the TV. The female anchor is speaking fluently and is heavily broadcasting
the latest news: "Recently, the city’s serial murders have added new victims..."

Tang Cuo suddenly sat up, staring at the TV screen in front of him, and saw familiar
faces. Although the program mosaics the victims, it can be judged from the rough facial
outline and body shape that the Director of Defense and the seven dead female ghosts
are among them.

what happened?

Tang Cuo turned on the light immediately, and Yu Guang glanced at the picture frame
on the bedside table, took it for a look, and saw several familiar figures. Dorm ghosts
such as hair-grooming ghosts, drowned ghosts, etc., hooked themselves up with each
other, so they were not intimate.

In the room, the smelly socks that didn't have time to wash, and the pictures of
actresses hanging on the wall seemed to correspond to the things in the dormitory of
the fierce ghost college. On the small square table in front of the TV, there are even
white candles and buddha beads similar to the ceremony of the "animal retreat".

Tang Cuo frowned, got out of bed with bare feet, and walked to the only window in the
room. When he opened the curtain with a "soo", he saw the neon sign on the top of a
building not far away.
Sentence dog paradise.

If you guessed right, it should be a dog paradise, the anti-dog side of the first word is
not lit.

Could it be said that everything in Menggui Academy is a dream?

Is this copy ironic about the routine of domestic horror films? When everything is
unexplainable, the protagonist is either a neuropathy or dreaming.

Tang Cuo turned around again and found Li Haoshuai's ID card over and over, and his
birthday was the same. Looking down, there is a shadow under his feet, he is not dead.

If the dream is a reflection of reality, then Tangcuo, like other victims of serial murders, is
a potential target of the murderer. There are candles, beads and other objects in the
room, which is a simple exorcism ritual that he was afraid of.

Is there a ghost in this copy?

Tang Cuo was lost in contemplation for a while, and the more he thought, the more
strange this copy was, but he removed this strange coat and looked at the title of the
task alone-

Someone under the bed!

When the alarm rang, a cold hand suddenly grabbed Tang Cuo's ankle from behind.
Chill jumped up from the ankle down the skin, instantly numb the scalp.

Tang Cuo's reaction was unpleasant. He pulled out the sword of arbitration and stabbed
it backward, but he failed to break his ankle. The hand dragged hard, and Tang Cuo fell
to the ground, so that he could clearly see the appearance of "Lai Ren".

It's a ghost!

more than one!

Drowning water ghosts dripping with water, hanging ghosts with ropes around their
necks, ghosts with a big hole in their stomachs and outflowing intestines, yellow-faced
skinny eyes staring at Tang Cuo's open mouth, starving dead, countless ghosts from
Crawling out of the bed, plucking his teeth at Tangcuo.

"Slap!" The light above his head flickered a few times, and he simply stopped.

On the TV, it turned from serious news broadcasts to anecdotes. "Because the
murderer has not been arrested so far, the victim has died strangely. Many netizens
have their brains open. They speculate that this serial murder is related to ghosts. This
reminds you not to feudal superstition..."

Damn feudal superstition.

Tangcuo hurriedly summoned the shield of Holy Light, which was able to block the
Harazi from the starving ghost, but his ankle was still scratched by the blood of Li Gui's
claws.

But ghosts are omnipotent through the wall and into the ground. The light shield can
only protect one side, but not the surroundings. The black ghosts were like tide water,
and soon filled most of the room, constantly squeezed, and continued to pounce on
Tangcuo, spreading his teeth and dancing claws.

Howling, whispering, and ridiculous laughter, like the waves that patted the shore, hit his
eardrums and deprived him of the air on which he lived.

The ghosts even squeezed each other, and gradually all ghosts' faces and limbs began
to twist and deform. The only thing that remained unchanged was the movement
towards Tangcuo.

Tang Cuo uses the Holy Light Shield as a barrier, and uses Fireball and Illumination in
conjunction with the Sword of Verdict, and the living space is still being compressed.
And he saw ghosts crawling out under the bed constantly, a mixture of blood and water
on the floor of the room, occasionally mixed with some unknown objects, making people
sick.
Excessive ghost gathering also caused the temperature in the room to drop sharply. For
a little while, ice flowers had condensed on the glass, and Tang Cuo could even see the
heat exhaling from his mouth.

Can't stay here anymore.

Tangcuo broke out of the wall decisively, and even ignored the door. As soon as he left,
the ghosts swarmed up and pressed along the corridor, chasing after him.

The corridor is wider, and the voices of countless ghosts converge, even forming an
echo. That was the coldest mental attack.

Tang Cuo only felt that his heavenly cover had been opened, and countless ghosts were
blowing cold wind on his brain. Those whispers that did not shake the vocal cords
twitched their nerves like cold fingertips, forcing him to move faster and faster.

This apartment building does not have an elevator and is about the same height as the
dormitory building of the College of Fierce Ghosts. Tang Cuo turned a corner and went
down the stairs. After going down the stairs, he didn't stop on the next floor and ran
down.

After running two floors, he stopped suddenly and looked at the corridor beside the
stairs.

The hallway was empty, except for a voice-activated light near the hallway. The bodies
of several moths lay in the lampshade, and the new flying insects nervously hit the
lampshade. The voice-activated lights went out and on in the sound of "boom, snap".

The ghost was chasing behind, Tang Cuo continued to run down, but—the ghost hit the
wall.

The building was empty and there were no tenants.

He came down from the fourth floor, and when he walked through the door of the room,
he saw clearly, 419, the same house number as his dormitory. But no matter how he
went, he could not reach the first floor.

Then jump the window.

Tang Cuo turned and kicked a door to break in, went straight to the window sill, opened
the window and jumped down, all in one go.

As a result, the second floor became the fourth floor.

"Bang!" Tang Cuo smashed the roof of a car parked downstairs and smashed the car
out of a big pit. But the height of the fourth floor was nothing to him now. He took it
away, stood still, but suddenly felt dark.

Opening his eyes again, he woke up from the bed again.

Get out of bed quickly and walk to the window to open the curtains-Jugou Paradise.

Is he still dreaming?

Thinking about this, Huo Ran turned around, his eyes fixed on the bed.

At the same time, Crimson was tortured by Rong Yi for three minutes and completely
lost her ability to resist. Jin Cheng asked Wen Xiaoming to tie her up with a prop rope
and temporarily put her in custody.

The onlookers saw the true power of the Red List bigwigs, and they dared to say a little
nonsense and retired.

You guys finally have time to sit down and have a good chat.

But before waiting for you to transition, Jin Cheng stared at the river, "You are hiding the
life box, right? What is the copy about?"
Jiang He was seriously injured, and then came to a halt, and because of the deep red
feelings, she fell into the bottom of the valley. When Jin Cheng asked this question, it
was inevitable to ask a lot of words: "Do you ask the life box, or Tang Cuo?"

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, "What do you say?"

Jiang Hezui couldn't help but smile a bit bitterly, but he quickly converged, "You don't
have to worry, if it's him, the copy won't trap him. As for the specific content, the
explanation is very long, even if you know it, you can't help. The life box is actually
hidden in a conspicuous place. He can see it if he can clear the customs."

At this time, Chi Yan was finally too late. Just now Jin Cheng saw the signal flare,
worried that Tang Cuo was going too fast, and Chi Yan fell behind. Fortunately,
everyone was attracted by the battle in the central area, and no one noticed him.

Leng Miao saw him, and then he remembered what he had heard from Yanye when he
hurriedly left in Area B. He frowned at Jin Cheng, "Have you found the second
movement?"

Jin Cheng looked around for a week, "This is not a place to speak."

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More than an hour before the time went back, Jin Cheng and Rong Yi worked together
to siege the fortune-teller. The two men had the same plan. They were afraid that the
words would be extremely suicidal, and they didn't want to go to jail with him. So they
planned to stay steady and catch him alive.

But they still underestimated Yanye. Since Yanye dared to start with Rong Yi, he had left
a retreat for himself, namely-hidden copy.

The hidden copy implements the word "hidden" and does not need to be triggered in the
game lobby. For example, Tang Cuo's "Moon Hidden Kingdom" series, as long as you
have a trigger item in your hand.

Once the copy is triggered, even Rongyi's "time control" has no way to save it. But Yan
Ye left two sentences before entering the copy.

The first sentence is: "All my predictions are true. I can hide them, but I cannot tell lies."

The second sentence is: "Be careful of Lin Yandong."

For the time being, the second sentence doesn't matter. The matter between Yanye and
Lin Yandong hasn't been clear yet. Who knows if they are biting. But if his first sentence
is true, he said beforehand that the divination to movement No. 2 is in Rong Yi's hands,
what should he say?

Unexpectedly, Rong Yi admitted honestly.

"The second movement is indeed in my hands."

It is still in the private room of the Ruby Tavern, and in the soundproofing junction, Jin
Cheng, Rong Yi, Leng Miao, Jiang He and Zheng Yingying participated in the talks. Chi
Yan and Wen Xiaoming guard the crimson next door.

To Jin Jin's surprise, he tentatively asked Ou Yuyu whether he would come together, Yu
Yiyi refused with a smile, and waved his hand to say that he was sad. Rong Yi did not
speak, but turned to invite Zheng Yingying.
That's right, he invited Zheng Yingying instead of the river, which was just incidental.

"I know you are very puzzled, why the second movement is in my hand, and why did I
hide it." Rong Yi is still a plain and honest look, he took the initiative to pour a glass of
wine to everyone here, even Zheng Yingying Nothing is missed.

He put the wine glass in front of Zheng Yingying, "This matter will start with your
dagger."

"My dagger?" Zheng Yingying's hood covered most of his face, sitting in the corner, a
little one, with a sense of alienation that no one should come near.

"The Blade of Unknown, the dagger of the **** of killing. I think you have heard the
rumor more or less. One hundred years ago, an elite squad stood on the peak of the
city of Yongye by twelve movements, and they arrived in front of God. , Trying to kill him.
But later they failed, the dagger that almost killed God was cursed, everyone in the
squad died, and God has since disappeared in Yongye." Rong Yi said.

"What the **** do you want to say?" Leng Miao frowned.

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he thought about it, he understood
why Leng Miao was the first to sit still. Rong Yi is his best friend in Yongye City, but what
he said now is obviously not explained to Leng Miao. Dr. Leng, who didn't have feelings,
didn't jump up and hit someone, Jin Cheng wanted to praise him for being good.

Rong Yi looked at him slightly helplessly and said, "Don't worry, listen to me slowly."

Leng Miao: "You speak."

Rong Yi: "You know that my power is related to time. I once entered a single copy. I was
lucky enough to get a glimpse of the rumored thing through the retrospective time. But
that is what I saw in the copy. The matter has always been unclear. I can’t find evidence
to prove it, and I can’t determine the true or false, so I never said it.”

Leng Miao continued to release cold air and would not comment.
Jin Cheng took a sip of his drink and asked: "What does this have to do with the second
movement?"

"Strictly speaking, there is no direct connection, but this is why I took the second
movement and hid it." Rong Yi's calm eyes swept across the faces of all the people
present and said, "God is invincible. Once defeated, it will bring disaster to all players.
The twelve movements are not so much a symbol of power, but another test given by
God. Players have greed because of the movements, thinking that they have mastered
the movements You can do everything, even kill God. This greed will eventually destroy
themselves and others."

With that, he said slightly, "I saw such a scene. In order not to repeat the tragedy, I must
make sure that the movement is in the hands of the right person."

Jiang He asked: "Why is this right person not yourself?"

He also began to suspect that Rong Yi was deliberately releasing water when he was
competing for the No. 6 movement, just as he obviously had the No. 2 movement but
did not use it. Jin Cheng is also very curious. Is it true that Rong Yi chose thousands of
choices and finally chose herself?

He didn't know he was so popular.

"Building is always much harder than destruction." Rong Yi answered non-questioningly,

"not to mention, when a **** dies, a new "god" is born. Once a person devoured by
greed reaches the top, it is difficult to say whether it will be better than the future. It used
to be better."

Jin Cheng beat the table with his fingers, "So you saw the end of the radicals and
decided to take the gentle and stable path? For example, decentralization?"

Spreading the twelve movements and putting them in the hands of different people to
check and balance each other, this sounds like a good idea, but it is also easy to play
around.
Jiang He bluntly said: "There is still a movement."

The number one movement has the greatest power, and no one dares to say whether
this movement alone can withstand the sum of the other eleven copies. If this is the
case, then the previous layout is just as empty.

Again.

Leng Miao embraced his arms. "It's my business."

Dr. Leng's solo man can't be turned down, and he's not interested in doing justice. How
about the love of Yongye City, who killed him and who he cut, simple and rough life.

Zheng Yingying in the corner didn't say a word and didn't seem to care much.

Jin Cheng smiled and did not speak. He seemed to be the most relaxed and
comfortable one here, but he remembered words and words in his heart. Yanye once
did divination for Tang Cuo and told him "If you get a golden movement one day,
remember to exchange an egg game with Yongye City. The name of the egg game is
called "Gift of God".

The golden movement is the No. 1 movement. Yanye dare to say so, it is very likely that
the No. 1 prediction in the divination will appear in Tangcuo's hands.

And in their reasoning, the copy of the birth of the No. 1 movement is "Yueyin". This
copy not only connects him and Tang Cuo, but also connects Lin Yandong, Black Hat
and Yanye.

Although the divination of the word industry cannot be said to be 100% correct, it at
least represents a certain probability. He said to be careful Lin Yandong, is it alluding
that he will snatch?

Of course, all this is based on what he said is true.

Of course, Jin Cheng wouldn't say this, and he looked as usual, saying: "Lin Yandong
was also a moderate when he worked with me. You said, Crimson will dominate this
time? Movement No. 2 forced out? Or take the opportunity to go to the g area?

Leng Miao looked sideways, "That's your thing with him, don't drag others into the
water."

Jin Cheng: "Did you take gunpowder today?"

Leng Miao: "It's your business."

Jin Cheng whispered, "Even if the crimson thing has nothing to do with you, it has
something to do with Rong Yi. Why, have you unilaterally cut his robe?"

Leng Miao: "Shut up."

"No." Jin Cheng smiled, "I will drag you into the water, don't even want to run."

"Fuck."

In terms of ability to do things, Jin Cheng said that second, no one in Yongye City can
be ranked first. He clapped his hands and stood up, saying: "Let's not care about the
gods first, even if Lao Tzu comes to Yongye City, he is a staunch proletarian fighter. He
doesn't engage in feudal superstition. The question now is--"

He looked at Rongyi, "What do you want to do with the second movement? Yongye City
can still lie with so many living corpses. The elder sister in the red dress next door will
definitely not show you a real remorse."

Jin Cheng does not yet know that Lilith has gone to investigate the corpse poison, but
now that Crimson is being arrested, with Lilith's strength, Jin Cheng is not very worried
about her safety.

He even thought about this mediocre and unsophisticated Xiao Yi, after such a long
period of foreshadowing, what was his intention?
Rong Yi said: "Don't you doubt Lin Yandong? Nobody except you knows that the second
movement is in my hand. We can use it as a bait to try Lin Yandong."

Wen Yan, Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, even Leng Miao thought about it.

Jiang He glanced around, and Crimson was still alive. In order to prevent her from
turning against the wind, these non-enemy and non-friends in the private room would
never shoot in order to **** the movement.

Balance means that an alliance can be reached temporarily.

Leng Miao ignores everything, but if he really wants to stand up, he should still stand by
Rong Yi. Compared with Zheng Yingying, others lack the right to speak and can only
watch.

The final decision makers are Jin Cheng and Rong Yi.

Sure enough, Jin Cheng made the decision easily: "I think of a way to solve the problem
of living corpses with this little girl. You and Leng Miao will go to the g district for a while
to meet Lin Yandong and the warden, how?"

Rong Yi: "Good."

Although Leng Miao kept her face cold, she did not refute.

Jiang He also had a thought in his heart, and Rong Yi was more skillful than he seemed.

At the end, Rong Yi turned his gaze to Zheng Yingying again, "I still want to persuade
you if I invite you to come together, and give up the nameless blade as soon as
possible, it will destroy you."

Zheng Yingying raised his eyes: "Oh."

Jin Cheng was suddenly puzzled. He had been following Zheng Yingying without
knowing that she had a nameless dagger in her hand. Still in the copy of "The World",
Qian Wei described Zheng Yingying's weapons to him, and he had a slight doubt.
When Zheng Yingying and Jiang He arrived at the scene just now, the dagger was put
away. How did Rong Yi know that she had a nameless blade?

Leng Miao told him?

On the other side, Tang Cuo woke up from the apartment's bed for the third time, again
verifying his guess that he could not run out of this apartment. The anti-dog side of
Jugou Paradise is still not lit. Is this another dream, and it is necessary to light up the
anti-dog side to leave?

Which one is true and which is false.

Tang Cuo was suspicious, but he didn't hesitate. Since he couldn't run out, and moved
into cooling again in an instant, he simply stayed in the apartment, looking for his life
box after room.

When entering the copy, Wen Xiaoming put a handful of props on his hand. Those weird
things have a transparent defensive cover modeled on the cold air cage, and a capsule
CD machine that can release ultrasonic attacks. Wait, of course, the upgraded version
of Bakugan.

Bakugan is not very helpful to Tangcuo at the moment, but the capsule CD machine has
a wonderful effect. This is Wen Xiaoming's new inspiration after they have experienced
the copy of "Before Dawn". It was glued to the wall of the hallway, and the specially
treated ultrasonic waves caused water ripples to appear in the air.

Such a sound can't be heard by human ears, but the soul will be hurt, and it is the best
attack for ghosts.

Many little ghosts couldn't bear it, covering their hairs with a sharp howling, which was
so painful that they let their heads explode with the voice-activated lights in the corridor.

"boom!"

"Snapped--"
The glass fragments of the voice-activated lamp crossed the ear, but Tang Cuo, as a
real warrior, never looked back. Clearly opened a door and broke in, opened the cabinet
and lifted the bed board, all in one go.

Search, he is professional.

Searching room after room, Tang Cuo's forehead and back were all sweaty. The ghosts
under the bed are really endless. Binghua began to spread from his original room. The
temperature of the whole apartment kept falling, and the footsteps of the cold became
heavy.

The voice-activated lights exploded one after the other, and the eyes became darker
and darker. Tang Cuo fought and walked away. When the second floor was searched,
the ghosts gathered on the fourth floor were already crowded and almost flowed down
like a tide.

Those are ghosts with no substance, squeezing each other, you are me, you are me,
they are twisted, struggling, or ridiculous or shameless, like a black wave to drown Tang
Cuo.

Tang Cuo gasped, even if there was a ruling Shenghui body protector, the body started
to tremble uncontrollably, because it was too cold to hold the sword too quickly.

To be honest, the attack power of these ghosts is not high, but the victory is huge. If the
number is large, it is easy to form a gas field, or the magnetic field is more accurate.
This kind of "field" traps Tang Cuo, which is the most terrifying place.

Approaching the limit, Tangcuo jumped off the window and jumped out of bed, waking
up from the bed again.

As the saying goes, failure is the mother of success, this time Tang Cuo directly glued
the capsule CD machine under the bed, just waiting for the ghost to come forward. After
finishing this, he looked at his palm, and his palm was sweaty and cold.

If this continues, he may not be able to survive several times.

Opening the character panel, the health value is only 17%, and the soul shock index
soars to 18, which is not very good.

But Tang Cuo didn't care about it. He drew out a therapeutic potion, drank it, and sat
quietly in bed for a while. The worse the situation, the more calm he is.

He was thinking, this so-called reality is compatible with most of the fierce ghost college,
but peach blossom?

Where is the peach blossom?

When did he start dreaming? When did you wake up?

Is he awake now or is he dreaming?

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Ghosts poured out from under the bed, and Tangcuo fell into a loop again.

He divided his mind into three functions, searching the remaining rooms while resisting
ghost attacks while still thinking. If his brain is a spinning top, then he is the one with a
whip beside him. Thinking, it will not affect him at all.
First of all, it is certain that the apartment at this moment is not a real reality, as long as
he is still repeating the process of waking up, then he is still trapped in a so-called
dream.

The situation at the moment was like a dream in a dream. He was soberly aware that he
was dreaming and waking up constantly in the dream, but he couldn't escape the
dream. His declining health value can prove that this is not a simple time reset, because
the health value has not been reset, nor the skill cd. Time is moving forward, but he is
trapped by dreams.

If the fierce ghost college is a dream, you can leave by turning on the anti-dog. There
are also anti-dogs in the apartment, neither of which can be easily approached.

The former is set to an absolute distance, while the latter simply cannot get out of the
apartment building. Does a similar setting mean that both dreams can be left by lighting
up the anti-dog side? Is it just a difficulty increase?

Such speculation seems reasonable, but Tang Cuo still feels something is wrong. Peach
Blossom is certainly a doubt, but another doubt haunts Tang Cuo's heart, making him
unable to ignore it, but he can't tell exactly what it is.

Seeing that the entire apartment building was almost searched by him, he still couldn't
find his life box, and Tang Cuo didn't hesitate anymore, took out another prop from Wen
Xiaoming-Mini Hand·Crossbow.

Crossbows and arrows rushed through the wind and went straight to the signboard of
"Jugou Paradise" as fast as lightning.

Not far from the signboard, the lines have not moved.

Tang Cuo frowned, he was staring at the crossbow and arrow and flew out, the
signboard was close again, and it was impossible to miss. He then shot a few more
arrows, only listening to the sound of the wind breaking into a line, and the sign was still
intact.
This is too strange. If he couldn’t even get the crossbow and arrow close to the
signboard, wouldn’t he be trapped here forever? Is this copy so difficult?

After all, this is just a copy of e-zone.

"Signboard..." Tang Cuo pondered the word in a low voice, just then, a ghost rushed
over and grabbed his ankle. He paused a moment, and the other ghosts swarmed up
immediately.

The cold sealed his joints, and he fell to the ground unexpectedly. His ribs seemed to
have broken, and his throat was sweet. Fortunately, he reached out in time to grab the
corner of the table to prevent it from being dragged away. Looking back at an instant
fireball, the ghost holding his ankle ate and let go.

Through the pain of ribs breaking, Tang Cuo's mind became clear and clear, and finally
understood where the problem was-the signboard, which was basically a smoke and fog
bomb!

This is a misunderstanding.

Tang Cuo found the switch at the signboard of "Meng Gui Paradise" and woke up on the
apartment bed when he turned on the switch, so he subconsciously thought that the
signboard was the key to escape from the dream. Everything that happened in the
school of fierce ghosts was a dream.

But if it is the other way around, is the ridiculous fierce ghost academy true?

Back in time, he returned to the dormitory with the captain of the patrol and got the
information with the extremely ill-fated character, inferring that he might be the next
target of the murderer, so he lay in bed and pretended to sleep, waiting for the
murderer.

Later, he fell asleep, and when he woke up again, he found a new dead person, but he
was fine. Then he felt there was a problem with the signboard and went to check it.
In the process, he has experienced falling asleep and waking up.

What if he didn't wake up at all? The murderer came to the door while he was asleep,
and everything he experienced at the moment was an artificially created "dream cage".

Correct guesses still need empirical evidence.

All thoughts happened in a flash, Tang Cuo stood up holding the wound, his face pale
and his eyes brightened. He glanced at the opportunity to jump back to the room and
wake up again.

The health value fell again by 10%.

Tang Cuo skillfully took out the potion and bored, looking around. If the murderer is
really controlling the dream, trying to kill him here, where is the murderer at this
moment?

Is he also in this dream?

No, Tang Tso has just searched the inside and outside of the apartment just now. There
is no second person here. And he can wait for Tang Cuo to be trapped and die inside
without having to be in danger.

This is by far the most reasonable guess as to why the murderer can escape smoothly,
because he doesn't have to wait for the target to die after he starts.

But how can one get rid of the dream?

The murderer must not want him to escape, so even if there is an escape route, it must
be well hidden, maybe there is no way out at all.

Ghosts poured out from under the bed again, but Tang Cuo did not have a second
capsule CD machine to block the road, so he started the apartment escape journey
again. At this time his body was very tired, his feet were like lead, and there was no
temperature in his fingertips.
Fortunately, his fireball technique is becoming more and more proficient. The basic
fireball technique and magic fireball technique rewarded by the system are thrown out at
the same time. The roaring fire ball is heading towards the ghosts and bursting into
meteors.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The sharp cries are like needle rain all over the world, everywhere. Tang Cuo's brain
tingled, and his feet slipped, but the sword in his hand pierced out in disappointment.

The moment he fell, he adjusted his posture to a sliding shovel, and quickly climbed up
with one hand, but when he looked up, he saw another **** flesh in the belly of the
ghost.

When the flesh fell to the ground, he divided his limbs, turned his head, and opened his
eyes--

Four eyes are opposite.

It's a ghost baby.

Tang Cuo looked at the swollen head and the deformed limbs as if they had been
soaked in formalin. A drop of sweat slipped from his temples, and was quickly cut by a
sharp blade. Tang Cuo's figure was like a wind, taking the risk of being surrounded by
ghosts, fully stimulating his sprinting skills, and a sword pierced the ghost baby's brain.

The baby cried suddenly, Tang Cuo's hand shook uncontrollably, but his eyes remained
firm. As he turned his wrist, the sword of ruling was stirred in the ghost baby's head, and
at the same time, Shenghui's ruling skyrocketed, shining across the corridor instantly.

"boom--"

The two sides were blasted together, and Tang Cuo immediately followed [air walk], and
the 90-degree turn slid down the stairs handrail, and from the fourth floor to the third
floor in a blink of an eye.
Looking at the dark corridor, Tangcuo kept walking. The voice-activated lamp lights up
with the sound of his footsteps, but he still can't keep up with his footsteps, and can only
follow him forever like a chaser.

In the changing light and shadow, Tang Cuo is thinking: What is the real dream?

Is false.

Dreams are illusory. Although there are dreams at night and dreams at night, it is also
based on reality to a certain extent, but false is false. Whose dream is this?

Tang Cuo's own.

If Jin Cheng is here, he will definitely say: Lao Tzu's dream Lao Tzu is in charge.

Thinking of this, Tang Cuo couldn't help but hooked the corner of his mouth, feeling that
he was deeply poisoned. Otherwise, how could you dance to this virtue on the verge of
death, you can still think of Jin Cheng.

Thinking of Jin Cheng, he thought of a prop [Mr. Crow's Feather] in the equipment
column that has not been used so far, and decided to gamble. Anyway, he can be
resurrected if he dies.

Fearless.

Without further ado, Tang Cuo took out the two remaining tears of the Secret Lake and
poured one in his mouth. This thing has always been used by him against the enemy,
this is the first time it is used on himself.

He hadn't tasted anything yet, and the strong sense of dizziness made him kneel on the
ground on one knee without leaning on the sword.

【Tears of the Secret Lake】has a strong hallucinogenic effect. He managed to raise his
head, wherever he could see, the corridor began to bend, and the ghosts that followed
him, like the ink **** dripping into the water, began to blur.
It feels like Babai’s myopic eyes are drinking fake wine, which is a bit of a brain.

At this time, Tang Cuo's mental concussion index had soared to 38, and the stormy wind
in the spiritual sea, but dyed with a hint of drunk pink, evolved from a disaster film to a
stream of consciousness.

It is Tang Cuo who is the mirror. He wants the light to have the light. He wants the stars
to have no moon. He wants to rule that the Holy Glow shines on the earth, leaving no
trace of darkness.

[Sword of Judgment], the sword of Lord Theodore, the Kingdom of the Hundred
Flowers, it is rumored that when the Judgment of Holy Glory shines on the earth, all
darkness will be nothing.

When Tangcuo got it, it was still in a damaged state and has not yet been repaired.
However, under the dual effects of hallucinations and dreams, Tang Cuo said that it was
repaired, that is, it was repaired.

He stood up again, raised the full version of the sword of judgment, and slashed it
down. The light bloomed from the tip of the sword, the curved corridors, and the twisted
ghosts all disappeared.

Until Tangcuo was completely engulfed.

"!" Tang Cuo sat up from the bed violently, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw
the peach branches by the window and the curtains blown by the night wind. Looking
over the half-open window, the sign of "Meng Gui College" was strikingly visible.

He really came back.

Too cold to sweat, Tang Cuo immediately leaned down to look under the bed, empty
inside.

No, there is a peach petal in the corner where the sun is shining.

The murderer is just here!

It's a window!

Tang Cuo couldn't put on his shoes, flashed over the window, and when he landed, his
eyes locked on the black figure flashing in the path ahead. He pursued closely, but the
other party's speed was also very fast, not long after, he chased the other party and
came to the small garden.

The floodlight peach blossoms are still quietly open, like dreams, but people are gone.

It was already in the afternoon at this time, and the sun was no longer strong towards
the evening, but it was still like fire burning on the ghost of Tangcuo. He was still calm,
took the rain boots obtained from the copy of "The World" and put on it, and put on the
sunglasses produced by Wen Xiaoming, and walked firmly in the forefront of fashion.

After turning around in the small garden, he found no one, and his eyes fell on Peach
Tree again, thoughtfully.

But as he had tried before, no matter how he cut it, the peach tree was unscathed.

He decided to look at the signboard again.

Of course, he had to find a place to hide from the sun before going. Opening the
character panel, the health value has fallen below 10% again, but there is not much
medicine left. If you continue this way, Jin Cheng may have to stay widowed.

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While resting in the shade, Tangcuo got a **** umbrella in the grass again. He didn't
know which careless ghost was left here. When he opened it, he hung a peace sign.

He asked from Qin Guangwang's palace and painted the peace symbol of ****
characters.

Taking into account that he is now a ghost, Tang Cuo did not remove the Ping Fu. After
a short rest, when the health was restored, he held a **** umbrella and wore sunglasses
and wore rain boots to shake the city. No one could see that he was a "disabled" person
with less than 30% of his life.

This time he walked smoothly to the signboard, but unfortunately, there are neither
dream switches nor life boxes. He walked around the signboard, carefully searched
every corner, and did not trigger any plot.

Could it be that I was wrong? Is the signboard an ordinary signboard?

Tang Cuo does not believe in evil, he believes in his instincts, maybe there are some
mysteries in this signboard. So he tapped the hilt on the still bright sign, which seemed
to be hollow.

"Tuk, Tuk Tuk." The Mengzi sign flashed in the beating, but it was broken. This time
"Meng Gui College" has become "Ghost College", but there is nothing wrong with it, but
more grounded.

This also confirms from the side that the signboard is really an ordinary signboard, it is
just because it is in the center of the college, and it is tall, big and bright, so Tangcuo
can see it no matter where he stands.

Tang Cuo also knew that according to normal thinking, he should put down his
signboard and walk out of the dead end to try to track down the murderer.

But he did not.

The warrior with the black umbrella left the roof and walked down the dormitory,
wandering around the school and found the logistics department. The logistics
department is actually not far from the dormitory building, but behind the tall trees, it
looks like a log cabin that nobody cares about.

The cabin door and window tightened, and looking through the gap in the curtain, there
was a sleepy old man inside.

Tang Cuozhong shot the door a few times without waking him up. Instead, he searched
around, found a broken fan from the abandoned pile of old objects, and removed a wire
from the broken fan.

He returned to the front door of the logistics department and inserted the wire into the
keyhole. After a few seconds, the door opened with a "click".

"Bang!" The door flapped back on the door, and the old man finally woke up, and his
turbid eyes looked at Tangcuo. The eyes were about to dissolve, and half of the eyes
were outside.

"Tong, classmate?" The old man was suspicious.

"The school's signboard is broken, why not repair it?" Tang Cuo said concisely.

"Ah, you said that, a few days ago, it suddenly broke down and came for repairs, but the
old man wouldn't fix it. The broken one is broken." The old man shook his head, waved
his hand, and said, "It's okay for the old man to draw a character, What an electrician
can't do, can't be done in this life. Classmates, I think you are very young, do you want
to try it?"

Tang Cuo: "Yes."

Old man: "Then wait, I remember I have an electrician's toolbox, I will find it for you."
After the words were finished, the old man found him in this small hut. He lowered his
head and his eyes seemed to be at risk of falling out of it. The things in this room didn't
know how long they had accumulated, and the rumbling movement was full of dust.

It took a while for the old man to finally pull out a toolbox from the corner, and turned his
head, but saw Tang Cuo standing in the shadow behind the door, bangs covering his
eyes, and a pale face with no expression.

"Ouch!" The old man exclaimed, covering his heart, and his eyes finally fell out of his
eyes. He bounced on the ground and flew to Tang Cuo's feet.

He complained loudly: "You scared me to death."

Tang Cuo: "............"

Tang Cuo's feet hesitated between "Do you want to step on his eyes", but stared at the
toolbox in the old man's hand, suddenly stopped. It was a long wooden box, which was
smaller than the wooden box containing red wine. The color of black walnut, the box
body was painted with a complicated red pattern, just like -

Crimson life box.

He immediately stepped forward and grabbed the toolbox, carefully checking the pattern
on it.

The old man hurried to pick up the eyeballs on the ground, and finally looked back at
him: "What's wrong with your classmates? I don't have any heart for respecting the old
and loving young children. My eyeballs have dropped. If you don't help me pick them
up, just kick it... …"

Tang Cuo turned a deaf ear and walked down on his knees, pouring all the things out of
the wooden box. Finally, he found a red seal at the bottom of the wooden box. The seal
was engraved with the crimson name.
He was silent for a long time, and Ren Ren didn't answer any calls from behind. He just
felt that Jiang He was really a ghost hiding things.

Tang Cuo originally wanted to destroy the wooden box directly, so as not to have many
night dreams, but thinking of what useful information might be hidden in Crimson, he
temporarily put away the wooden box.

Then he said goodbye to the old man again and returned to the roof with tools to repair
the signboard.

You have to ask him why he must repair the signboard, and he will answer your
intuition. Although Tang Cuo didn't graduate from high school, he was a miscellaneous
scholar, and he would do all kinds of calculations, lock picking, repairing electric lights.

After half an hour, all the signs were finally repaired, and the four characters of "Meng
Gui Academy" were all lit up, and the light was even more past. Looking up, it coincided
with the early rise of the blood moon.

Tang Cuo put away his umbrella and stood on the top of the building to look down,
everything from the college was in sight.

In the two dormitory buildings, students woke up one after another. Not many wake up
at first. There were only three or two kittens. Obviously it was too early, and we didn’t
get up to the normal time for everyone to get up.

But the scream that followed immediately broke the peace, and a ghost was found dead
in the dormitory.

There are more than one Tang Day victim.

But the atmosphere in the school is subtly different from yesterday. The screams
yesterday were full of confusion and tension, but today's screams are particularly violent
and cold.

The whole school was so angry that even the night became extremely heavy.
Tang Cuo realized this change with his heart, and looked at the repaired sign
involuntarily. The only difference between yesterday and today is the signboard, from
"Meng Gui" to "Meng Gui", is it literally different?

Just like the title of the copy "Someone Under the Bed". Someone under the bed is
really someone, and the college of ghosts is really all monsters.

Thinking of this, Tangcuo gleamed and opened the system panel again.

【character】

No. k27216: Tang Cuo

Character points: 0

Force: 187

Intelligence: 146

Charm: 88

Rating: a

Health: 99%

Soul Concussion Index: 9

Mr. Majestic: Gain a monster buff with a 30% bonus

*Survival is not easy, please make persistent efforts.

Tang Cuo raised his eyebrows slightly.

The original copy also has this gameplay. Not only did he get a 30% bonus under the
fierce ghost buff, the soul shock index plummeted, and even his health was restored to
99%. At the same time, the ghosts of the whole school have been strengthened, that is
to say, this group of timid and cute ghost classmates may not be afraid of people now.
really interesting.

Mr. Crow, who was peeping in the dark, turned his mouth angrily. He cursed Tang Cuo
in a low voice and Jiang He in a low voice. These self-proclaimed smart players always
play smart and take short cuts, and do not respect the copy at all.

Although the copy was not set by him, Mr. Crow was still angry.

He felt that his blacklist had not been respected.

But Mr. Crow can't question Yongye City. If he questions Yongye City, it's questioning his
respected God. He had to pour out his stomach to his colleagues.

"You talk about you, grown up prisoner, why do you always hide in a small monitoring
room and watch secretly? Your fun is not at all fair and honest."

It was the same monitoring room as the last time, and the monitoring screen was
changed from "Human" to "Sacred Devil". On the fifth lotus day, Lin Yandong was still
sitting in the sand sea under the dark night, his hands folded, and a string of beads was
hung at the tiger's mouth, and his eyes closed to pray.

A huge golem covered the sky and sun, like a prison cage surrounding him. The
six-character proverbs like the roar of Vajra also kept pressing down, and every word
seemed to have a heavy weight, pressing the top of his head and shoulders, until he
pressed him into the dark ground, crushing every inch of his bones.

There was blood on the corners of his mouth, and in just five days, he had described
the withered, with white hair on his temples. The large dress on him was like a skeleton
frame wrapped around him, the wind blew over the hem of the clothes, and the roots of
the ribs protruded.

Only his look remained peaceful, as if no suffering could crush him.

Xiao Tong did not respond to Mr. Crow's words. His eyes fell on Lin Yan's white hair
beside Dong Yan's side. He had coffee in his hand, and the coffee had already cooled
down.

Mr. Raven perseveredly made a noise beside him, Xiao Tong could not bear it, and
finally threw out the coffee cup, almost splashing him all over.

"You grumpy warden!" Mr. Crow yelled angrily.

"You don't want to see your crimson, what are you doing here." The warden became
irritable, and the interrogative sentence turned into a declarative sentence, so cold that
Mr. Crow was trembling.

"01724 are almost killed by them. What else do you let Mr. Crow look at? It's ridiculous
to see how happy they are!" Mr. Crow blamed with his wings on his hips, "You shouldn't
let 01724 out!"

Xiao Tong glanced coldly at him, "I haven't asked you, why did you put water on the
black hat and let him get the twelfth movement. If there is no movement, he can't open
the fantasy infinite market, nor does Chongyan Chapter May get an amnesty order from
the Fantasy Unlimited Market."

Mr. Crow suddenly stopped talking.

Xiao Tong straightened his body and struck Mr. Crow with a striking momentum,
"Fantasy Infinite Market not only sold the amnesty order, but also the nameless blade.
What copy of the black hat has experienced, I don’t believe you don’t know, you It’s
been trying to help him in secret, is he trying to find him, right?"

"What do you know!"

"I am angry and angry, it seems that I am right."

Mr. Crow did not want to talk to him again, and he ran away in anger and anger. When
he ran away, he did not forget to take a ruthless sentence. !"
At the end of the speech, Mr. Crow disappeared into the surveillance room.

Xiao Tong didn't care what he said. He looked back at Lin Yandong in the monitoring
screen. His eyes fell on his temples again, and he remained silent for a long time.

At the moment when he saw his temples white, Xiao Tong had a long time feeling of
passing by. Those memories that were locked in my mind were turned out again, like
yesterday, but they faded away for a long time.

It has been a long time since they came to Yongye City.

Decades passed by in a blink of an eye, the face was immortal, and the soul was old.

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The warden Xiao Tong got up to deal with Rong Yi and Leng Miao who came to Lin
Yandong in Area G. Jin Cheng was blowing Tang Cuo's rainbow fart with Crimson,
blowing blood to the other side.

"The moment Tang Tso entered the copy, you have already set your death date. You are
all dead, don't you really want to pull a few more backers? For example, who is standing
behind Chong Yanzhang."

Crimson was tied and leaned against the wall of the booth, closing his eyes.
Jin Cheng bitterly said: "Don't be lucky. Tang Cuo still has Mr. Crow's feathers in his
hand. He just plays casually. If he loses his life, he can also find the life box."

Upon hearing this, Crimson finally opened his eyes and looked at Jin Cheng
sarcastically, saying, "You killed that little girl, I will tell you."

Jin Cheng asked: "Why not kill the river?"

Crimson: "You should ask him, if I die, the little girl also died, everyone he followed died
of fate, will he still have the courage to live."

Jin Cheng: "True poison."

"Overwhelming." Crimson smiled and moved the wound. She glanced at the drip bottle
hanging next to her. She felt ridiculously mixed with admiration that was a bit unclear.
Jin Cheng was about a genius before she could come up with a drip bottle to give her a
cure. Suspended her in pain, so as not to let her recover too quickly.

If she can still move, she must have killed him with thousands of swords to thank him.

"Actually, you shouldn't hate me. I have dealt with you. You have always been bright
and upright. If you fail, that's because your skills are not as good as others." Jin Cheng
said lightly that people should vomit blood. "What you should hate is someone who
treats you as a chess piece. You are dead, but they are still alive and well, aren't they
angry? If it's me, I'm dead and I have to get angry."

Crimson rolled her eyes, and she could now be killed by Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng continued: "I know you must be thinking, let him die after the death. You
would rather bring the secret to the grave than let any of us be better off. But I can tell
you with certainty that the final winner It must belong to me, the only difference is how
long it takes."

Crimson was a bit curious about where his confidence came from, "Why?"
Jin Cheng: "Because Tang Cuo and I will never be as good as you and Jiang He, we will
never lose our arms. Before we become lovers, we are first comrades in arms, and I
can give him more trust than my life. "

After finishing the speech, Jin Cheng smiled again and said, "Maybe he will no longer
love me one day, but he will not betray me."

Hearing the words, Crimson was silent, and had not spoken for a long time.

She couldn't understand what the so-called trust that can be greater than life was
because she didn't have it. No, maybe she had it before, but she abandoned it before
she discovered it.

Trust is fragile for her. She likes everything that is fragile and dangerous. It is the wings
of butterflies, the bubbles in the summer, the promise in the mouth of men.

Can Jin Cheng believe it?

The more handsome a man, the more eloquent his mouth is. But Crimson could see the
light in his eyes when he mentioned Tang Cuo. At that moment, she even wanted to
believe his words a little, and sincerely produced a trace of envy.

This envy ends in Jin Cheng's next sentence.

"But he can't not love me, after all, I am kind and strong."

"You are going to die." Crimson said a friendly wish to him.

"That's sorry, I can't die for the time being." Jin Cheng apologized, and the gentleman
poured a cup of tea in front of Crimson and said, "So, do you want to cooperate? You
give me the name of the mastermind behind the scenes and let me Can spend less time
on the road to dominate the Yongye City. In exchange, I will let you kill him personally."

A hint of movement appeared in the crimson eyes, but she closed her eyes after all.
Jin Cheng didn't expect to convince her once, "You think about it, think about it, I
promise you to see the river again."

The crimson eyelashes tremble slightly, and the hands tied behind him are quietly
clenched, and they are unable to loosen again.

At this time, the Mighty Ghost Academy has become a real Mighty Ghost Academy.
Sharp claws scratched the window, scarlet eyes were hiding behind the curtains, hair
entwined the trees and vines, and there was a smelly blood flowing from the faucet in
the laundry room.

The blood moon in the sky is brighter, the peach tree buds in the garden have been
opened for half, and the light emitted is infiltrated by the moonlight, and vaguely brought
a little blush.

Tang Cuo went back to the dormitory and saw his five ghost friends.

The hanged ghost hung himself on the window, the hair of the combed hair ghost grew
to two meters long, and the two sick and dead ghosts exuded black mist, like the spread
of the disease, it looked shocking. The drowned ghost lay face down on the broken
water bed, and the water flowed all over the place. His whole ghost was wet by the
water, and his face was pale and white, like a floating corpse.

As soon as Tangcuo entered the door, the five pairs of ghost eyes glanced over, and
even the hanged ghost who had turned his back on him slowly turned around, his eyes
staring at him protrudingly, intimidatingly.

At this time, Tang Cuo felt that as a suicide ghost, he should have his artery cut to show
respect. However, he did not have the habit of self-mutilation, and directly said: "Just
now there was a living person in the dormitory who wanted to kill me."

The ghost friends were instantly irritable, the hair-brushing ghost screamed, the hair
was windless and automatic, and the sound shattered. The glass broke.
The hanging ghost suddenly stared at the umbrella in Tang Cuo's hand and asked with
red eyes: "Why is the school flower umbrella in your hand?"

Tang Cuo frowned, "School Flower?"

The two sick and dead ghosts also sat up in dying, "Yeah, isn't this the school flower
umbrella, I have seen her hold this umbrella! Say, when did you know the school flower
and when did you get it with her!" "

School flowers.

Tang Cuo instantly thought of the photo he hid in the bed, and then when he picked up
the umbrella and the excited reaction of the ghost friends, there must be a problem with
the school flower.

He immediately grabbed the door and ran away to the female ghost dormitory. But just
when he arrived at the bottom of the female ghost dormitory, and just about to rush in, a
white figure suddenly fell from the top of his head and smashed straight down a meter
away from Tangcuo.

The strong wind blew his temples, and the blood and brain splatter splashed on his rain
boots. After a quick change, a slow motion of time stretched indefinitely.

Tang Cuo turned his head to see the corpse on the ground, and his heart was beating
violently. For a time, there was only heartbeat in his ears. In his eyes, there was only the
**** face with big eyes, unable to look at the sky.

It is the school flower in the photo.

She fell to the ground lying on her back, her back ruptured, and her limbs were broken,
showing a twisted and strange arc. Like a broken doll, although it is broken, it still shows
amazing beauty. The face was painted with light makeup, and there was no ghost at all.
Only the eyes lost their spirit and became empty, as if they contained infinite sorrow.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The scream broke Tang Tso's slow-motion playback. He turned
suddenly, and saw that almost all the ghosts in the dormitory buildings on both sides
looked out, and there was a black pressure, as if overcast.

The death of the school flower seemed to stimulate them, they screamed, ran wild, torn,
hysterical. The ghost fires on both sides of the road tremble because of this, and the
depressed atmosphere makes Tang Cuo suffocate for a time.

Asphyxiation is literally suffocation. He felt out of breath, as if trapped in a cage that

could not break free, or pressed into cold water without freedom.

But the ghosts called Guijiao, but none of them came up.

Tang Cuo took a deep breath and squatted down neatly to examine the body. Xiaohua’s
method of death was different from other ghosts, but she could not be the murderer,
because although Tang Cuo did not catch the murderer, he could see from his back that
he was a tall man.

And the school flower is dead.

Tang Cuo roughly inspected Xiaohua's injuries and determined that she died in a fall.
She reached out and tried to untie her clothes to see if there were any other wounds,
but stopped.

Under the eyes of everyone, even in the copy, even if the person is dead, such a move
seems too offending. And while he was hesitating, he glanced at the open skirt of the
school flower, which seemed to hide a little red.

That is not blood red, it is lighter than blood.

Tang Cuo immediately opened it and found that there was a flower-shaped pale red
birthmark slightly above her chest under the collarbone. School flowers, birthmarks,
peach blossoms, dreams, murderers... Tang Cuo quickly flashed the keywords in his
mind, and then quickly ran to the top floor.
If he was right, judging from where she fell, it should have fallen from the top floor.

The situation in the dormitory building is already very chaotic, and it can be called a
group of demons. Tangcuo ran all the way, shuttled among the ghosts at the fastest
speed, without any stop, and soon appeared on the rooftop of the building.

There were traces of her falling on the edge of the roof, and it was suicide.

Suicide, jump off the building.

She stood on the edge of the roof, her back turned downstairs, and she fell naturally
with her open hands.

The clues kept piecing together in Tang Cuo's mind. He gasped, feeling vaguely
touching the corners of the truth, so he ran back to the building and found the school's
room.

The school spent living in a single room.

Tang Cuo found her student card in the room, her birthday was overcast, overcast, and
overcast.

But why is her death different from other ghosts?

Perhaps extremely illusory life is only a guise.

At this time, many ghosts broke into the room. Tang Cuo felt his anger turned around
and glanced at a familiar figure flashing by the door, immediately catching up.

The sword of adjudication emerged instantly, and Tang Cuo stepped on the wall. A flip
fell over the ghosts and fell in front of the ghost. The sword pointed to her throat, "What
are you running."

The female ghost opened her **** eyes, and there was a panic in the dark, "What are
you doing?"
Tang Cuo approached, "What is your relationship with the school? When your
roommate died, why was you alone in the laundry room?"

"How do I know!" The ghost was the one who escaped yesterday. At first, Tang Cuo
didn't doubt her, because the murderer was like a perverted killer who aimed at the
extremely ill-fated. He could kill one or the other, and he didn't need to consider his
murder. Motivation is also unlikely to have a helper. But now it seems, not necessarily.

"Why did you just appear at the door of her room?" Tang Cuo continued to ask.

"She used to be in our dormitory, and it didn't take long for me to move out. I saw what
happened!" The female ghost said more and more excitedly, with a stern expression,
and she was going to be mad and angry.

Tang Cuo closed in time. There are ghosts here. In case of anger, he might be torn
apart on the spot. Fortunately, he still has the identity of a patrol team, showing his
identity, and then take the initiative to retreat, which only avoided a fight.

"Why did she move out of your dormitory?" Tang Cuo controlled his tone and asked
calmly.

"Moving out means moving out. She wants to move. Many boys came to help on the
day of the move. You don't know. Didn't you also hide her picture? Didn't you help?"

The words fell, and the rest of the ghosts echoed.

Upon seeing this, Tang Cuo had a very uncomfortable feeling in his heart, but still kept
calm on the face, and asked: "Then she has a birthmark on her chest, do you know?"

The female ghost suddenly laughed, "Know, all of us know."

The ghosts nodded.

Tang Cuo looked at the grimaces that burst into laughter and finally understood where
the uncomfortable feeling came from. It's so strange, a birthmark for a school flower,
why all the school knows.
There is also the security chief who died the earliest. What does he have to do with
Xiaohua? Li Haoshuai, who is hiding pictures of the school flowers, asked the ghost if
he came over to help move the dormitory. Did he participate in anything?

The grimace around him twisted again, and the smile was creepy.

Tangcuo immediately exited the dormitory building and went to the crime scene of the
Security Department again. There were no more ghosts watching here, and the patrols
were scattered around the school, so Tangcuo pushed the door in smoothly and turned
the house over again.

About a quarter of an hour later, he found a blood fingerprint under the bed, as well as a
broken nail caught in the crack of the bed board. The nails and fingerprints were near
the edge of the bed, but they were all hidden, so Tang Cuo searched for the first time

Was not found.

He thought "Someone under the bed" simply means that there are living people under
the bed, and now it doesn't seem to be the case.

There are literal traps everywhere in this copy.

Judging from the location and shape of the fingerprints and nails, it was like a person
who was dragged out of the bed by someone and grabbed the edge of the bed.

There is also transparent nail polish on this nail, which is reasonable to presume to be a
young woman.

She desperately resisted, her nails snapped into the bed board, but still unable to
withstand the force behind her, so her nails broke and blood stained her fingerprints on
the board.

When I inspected the body of Xiaohua just now, her nails on her left index finger also
showed signs of breakage. It was an old wound, but it was not clear yet.

The school flower is the woman under the bed.

"Someone under the bed", does that mean?

Tang Cuo held the half of his nails and straightened up, looking back in the direction of
the garden, thinking of the peach blossoms that half of the tree was open, and fell into
contemplation. Murder, does it mean revenge?

If it is, the Mighty Ghost Academy is probably not realistic.

He was still in a dream, and since he opened his eyes for the first time in the School of
Fierce Ghosts, he had been in the dream constructed by the murderer.

Thinking about this, he turned around again, took out the black umbrella of the school
flower, and opened it.

The amulet hanging in the black umbrella naturally hung down. He looked up and
turned the handle of the umbrella suddenly, and the umbrella was spinning around in his
hands. The amulet also turned up like a flying butterfly.

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Tang Cuo returned to the dormitory again, and began to turn over the cabinets to find
more connections between Li Haoshuai and Xiaohua. But he could not find more
information. He only had the photo of the school flower in his hand.
He began to visit more people again. Those ghosts who had the same extreme life as
him and were killed by the murderer slowly pieced together a rough outline of the story.

This man hid the school card.

The man wrote a poem to Xiaohua.

Everyone loves school flowers.

When she moved to the dormitory, a large group of people went to help. Not only did
she live in a single dormitory, she even sat in a separate position in the back row in the
classroom.

Her desk was painted with red hearts, and the desk was filled with various gifts.

If it weren’t for Tang Tso’s pocket with nails of school flowers, he almost had to believe
that this is a beautiful story of “Everyone loves school flowers”.

In the dormitory building, screams kept coming, and almost every once in a while,
ghosts were killed again. This caused great confusion, especially when the ghosts were
stimulated by the death of the school flowers, the whole school was shrouded in clouds.

Anger breeds violence.

Panic brings chaos.

No ghost can stay out of the situation, can't sleep, can't take classes, clamoring to catch
the murderer, but can only watch his companions die one by one.

Tang Cuo was no longer anxious. He stood in the hallway of the teaching building with
an umbrella and looked at the chaos in the school. His hand still turned the umbrella
handle unconsciously, his expression calm and even expressionless.

He is thinking about a question. If Li Haoshuai is no different from other dead ghosts, he

is just one of the many revenge targets of the murderer. Why is he selected as the
protagonist by the system?
What are the clearance conditions for this copy?

In the first copy of "Wind Snow Night Returning to People" that entered Yongye City, Jin
Cheng once told him that some clues given by the system would be triggered.

The death of the school flower this time is the plot that only appeared after the sign was
repaired. Yes, the plot, Tang Cuo thinks this is a plot, it is not part of the murderer's
revenge.

Because the school flower is not an enemy, it should be the victim.

How can the conditions of this customs clearance be triggered? It is impossible for
Tangcuo to try one by one, and this copy is too many reversed, in case of a wrong step,
he directly blocked the road to customs.

What's more important is that the murderer can't catch the slippery autumn, and the
peach tree can't be destroyed...

and many more.

Peach tree, birthmark, school flower?

Tang Cuo leaned on the railing of the corridor with one hand, flipped over and jumped
down, and a large black umbrella was propped on his head. He stepped on the air walk,
and a few blinks, he slid to the top of the pavilion in front.

He avoided the rioting ghost and took a secluded path to the garden.

On the peach tree, a few more flower buds bloomed, which looked more prosperous
and more beautiful.

Tang Cuo stopped to watch for a while, took off the amulet in the umbrella and hung it
on the tree, and the familiar bell sounded.

"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the player triggering the main line c: good and evil are always
reported. Mission requirements: assist living people hidden in the fierce ghost college to
complete revenge. The current progress is 4899, and you can complete the mission to
complete the customs."

"Wish you a happy life!"

Tang Cuo didn't expect that this copy could give him the reversal to this point, and the
positive and negative positions could be transferred directly. If he did not hang the
amulet on the peach tree unexpectedly, did not trigger the main line c, but instead tried
to get rid of the murderer according to the previous ideas, would it be equivalent to ko
himself?

No, not right.

Since there is a main line c, there must be main lines a and b.

No wonder this copy did not give customs clearance requirements from the beginning.

Tang Cuo felt that the main line was chosen very well, put away the black umbrella,
"choked," and pulled out the sword of adjudication, and moved his neck-it was time to
kill.

Oh no, it's not killing, it's killing ghosts.

In the Ruby Tavern, Zheng Yingying is also asking Jiang He about the copy. Tang Cuo is
one of the only people she has paid attention to in Yongye City, not to mention the deep
red life box this time.

Jiang He had no choice but to say, "There is really no way to elaborate. The story is the
same story, but the main mission may be different. I believe that Tang Cuo's strength
will definitely pass, but there is no guarantee that his process is the same as mine."

Zheng Yingying: "Then how did you live?"

Jiang He: "After playing **oss, you will pass."

This was a year ago, but because it involves the life box, Jiang He remembers it
especially. After hiding his life box, he also repaired the signboard, which triggered the
death of the fierce ghost buff and the school flower, but did not pick up the black
umbrella.

He finally triggered the main line a, the murderer killed 99 ghosts, and the peach
blossoms fully appeared, and turned into **oss. As long as you hit the boss, this copy is
also counted.

Jiang He also feels that since there is a main line a, there should be a main line b or
even a main line c. a is probably the most common and easiest of all the main lines, and
it will eventually be triggered after other roads are blocked. He can pass, and Tangcuo
can also pass naturally.

Under the condition of main line a, the plot is not complete. For example, he didn't know
why Li Haoshuai would become the protagonist of the copy in the end. What role did he
play in the case of school suicide?

Zheng Yingying heard the words and asked no more. At the end, she looked in the
direction of Crimson's private room again, and said hoarsely, "Do you want to see her?"

Jiang He didn't answer directly. He crouched down, looked at Zheng Yingying's face
covered by a hood, and asked, "Do you want me to see her?"

"You can see her body."

Zheng Yingying replied softly with her eyes down, seemingly muttering and smiling
again. Jianghe chose her, she was as happy as a child, although she was originally a
child.

But after all, Jiang He has been with Crimson, and the relationship between the two is
so deep. Isn’t it very unsympathetic if you don’t even see the last one? Will Jianghe be
ruthless to her?
But Zheng Yingying didn't want Crimson to see the river, and she didn't want her to see
her belongings with her eyes again, so let Jianghe see the body.

The dead body was still hot.

Jiang He looked at Zheng Yingying's smiling face, frowned slightly, and opened her
mouth to say something, but then Jin Cheng came and knocked on the door panel to
signal, "Come out and work, I will go alone, I will stay alone, You decide for yourself."

Zheng Yingying didn't speak, and her attitude towards Jin Cheng was cold. Jiang He
thought a little and asked, "Who did you keep watching the crimson?"

Jin Cheng: "Wen Xiaoming and Chi Yan."

Jiang He nodded, "I'll go with you and let Yingying stay."

Regarding Chi Yan and Zheng Yingying, Jiang He also knew that leaving them together
would at least not cause any problems. In the arrangement of these matters, Zheng
Yingying has always been willing to listen to him, without refuting.

After Jin Cheng and Jiang He left, Chi Yan also quickly appeared at the door of the
room, leaning his head and carefully looking at Zheng Yingying. He seemed to want to
come in. His eyes flashed with excitement and surprise, but he didn't dare to come in.

Zheng Yingying looked at him and suddenly tilted his head and asked, "Are you afraid of
me?"

"No!" Chi Yan stepped into the door almost immediately, and then realized that he was
overreacting and scratched his head in embarrassment. "You changed your clothes. I
didn't dare to recognize it for a while..."

Seeing Zheng Yingying just sitting quietly, the red cloak on her body was tattered, and
there was no difference from the poor little girl in the sick uniform. Chi Yan finally put the
"Nameless Blade" or " "The Unknown Dagger" was left behind and gave her a big smile.
"Unfortunately, my Tang brother is not here, otherwise our April Fools Day three
Musketeers can still sit down and exchange ideas with Yong Yecheng's copy. I tell you,
Tang brother is amazing..." Let's talk non-stop. But he didn't tell Zheng Yingying that he
had visited her, and had been inquiring about her news. For Chi Yan, he was very
happy to see that Zheng Yingying was still alive and well.

After Zheng Yingying entered Yongye City for the first time, he heard so many words
from others for a while, then froze for a while before asking: "Three Musketeers on April
Fool's Day?"

Chi Yan: "Aren't we all dying on April Fools' Day, how awesome is this day!"

Zheng Yingying: "..."

Chi Yan: "By the way, I still don't know what your name is. My name is Chi Yan, the pool
of the pond, the flame of flame, my parents want me to--"

Zheng Yingying: "Both water and fire."

I know that you introduced it this way when you first met.

"You will answer it!" Chi Yan always finds happiness in a subtle place, and he finds a
piece of candy from his pocket and hands it to Zheng Yingying, telling her: "This is
10086 for me, do you know 10086? He It’s fun, there are a lot of interesting props, and
I’m very good at dressing up. The pink hair is so cool, I will dye it green next time..."

Zheng Yingying looked down at the candy in his palm and listened carefully. After a long
time, he finally answered his previous question: "My name is Zheng Yingying, and the
grass is long flying."

Wen Xiaoming walked past the door and saw the young men and women inside through
the half-covered door. After worrying, she felt a little relieved—you are so young.

On the other side, Jin Cheng and Jiang He are walking on the way to Area C.
Only Lilith and Tang Cuo and K knew about Lilith’s visit to the Vaccine Research
Institute in District C. k Be a good friend of the water and tell Jin Cheng the news. Jin
Cheng has calculated the time and Lilith should come back. Besides, there was so
much movement in the central area just now, with Lilith's hatred for crimson, why hasn't
there been any movement till now?

Jin Cheng was a little worried, but Jiang He was still thinking about the matter just now,
and asked, "Do you think someone will come to rescue Crimson?"

"Ask so clearly what to do, don't you still come out with me in the end?" Jin Cheng
asked back.

"I'm just curious about your judgment on Lin Yandong. Crimson, he has the greatest
suspicion of manipulating behind his back. But you seem to suspect another person
now."

"Pyramids cannot be created by one person."

Jin Cheng smiled, and then explained again: "I didn't say that I don't doubt Lin Yandong,
Mangfu draws a knife to cut people, smart people borrow a knife to kill people, the
method is different, the essence is the same. But Crimson is already an abandoned
child for anyone Now, I left her to catch another person."

Jiang He: "Who?"

Jin Cheng did not answer.

At the same time, in the ruby ​tavern, a dark red private room was kept, and a hidden
door was opened. K walked in and squatted in front of Crimson. "Good evening,
ma'am."

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After confirming that Chi Yan and Zheng Yingying were having a good time together,
Wen Xiaoming squatted in the hidden corner of the Ruby Tavern near the dark alley,
with an energy bar and a rum, and a happy little song in his mouth.

Ton ton ton, ton ton ton, after a while, half a bottle of wine came to the stomach, Wen
Xiaoming supported the fisherman hat on his head, and his tone was slightly raised:
"Good evening, sir."

In his ears came k's hello to crimson, as clear as what he heard. This comes from a
thing called "Mechanical Gu Gu" accidentally tinkered by Wen Xiaoming. Its function is
similar to Gu Gu, but it is indeed a mechanical product.

It's small, and if you don't look close, it's almost unrecognizable to the naked eye. So
Wen Xiaoming mixed it into the crimson potion and injected it into her body through drip,
even Crimson himself could not find it.

K is a very cautious person and the owner of the Ruby Tavern. A silent enchantment will
isolate all inquiries. However, Wen Xiaoming's little Gu is not an ordinary bug, and it lies
in the player's spirit sea. The child worms are in crimson, and the mother insects are in
Wen Xiaoming. They communicate through mental power without physical shock.

Of course, Wen Xiaoming was still very cautious, so he simply hid in the corner outside
the tavern, just in case there was still K in the tavern.

"I'm such a genius." Wen Xiaoming couldn't help boasting again, but listening to it, the
chatter on his face slowly became doubtful.
k said to Crimson: "I came to you not to ask about this matter. The information is already
waste to me. Even if you sell it to me, I will not collect it."

Crimson did not answer.

K continued: "Let's talk about you, your story about where you came from, you and the
river, why did you take this path now."

what is this?

Please tell your story?

Wen Xiaoming sullied while listening.

Crimson obviously had the same doubts as Wen Xiaoming. Wen Xiaoming secretly
wondered that she might be looking at K with a stupid gaze, and said hoarsely, "Go
away."

K tone smiled, "Don't refuse so quickly, meeting is destiny. I have never done anything
that hurts you, and I don't need you to pay anything, as long as you tell me your story,
believe me, I will be The best listener in the whole Yongye city."

For a long time, neither of them spoke again.

Wen Xiaoming had to scratch his head and scratch his head. He thought he would hear
a big secret, and he would listen to "Yongyecheng 818"? 818 is 818, you can talk down
anyway.

Maybe God finally heard Wen Xiaoming's request, and Crimson finally asked, "What is
your purpose?"

k: "I said I only want your story, do you believe it? You will die soon, Crimson. From the
moment you enter the Qingye procedure, the person "Crimson" will no longer exist. ."
The players of Yongye City, whether they are ordinary players or editing players, are
always too straightforward when it comes to life and death. And if k continues, Crimson
and Wen Xiaoming will fall into contemplation.

"The first sentence all of us heard when entering Yongye City was'Welcome back to
Yongye City'. Day after day, year after year, some people live in Yongye City for even It
may be longer than the time it has been alive. In Yongye City, the scale of time is
different. While we are still alive, there are more than ten years of finger flicks, but here,
we live like a year. Over time, who can remember what he used to be What does it look
like? It's more like a beautiful dream, isn't it? When the dream wakes up, Yongye City is
real."

Crimson: "What the **** do you want to say?"

k: "I want to say, don't you want to leave something in this real world? Yongye City is a
place with no history, everything in the past can't be explored, and every player's death
is like a bubble, can't stay Do you feel any pity for any traces?"

Crimson sarcasm: "Do you still want to compile a history book for Yongye City?"

k: "This idea also sounds good, if I live long enough."

"who are you?"

"Me? I'm just an intelligence dealer."

Wen Xiaoming at the corner was confused.

On the other side, Jin Cheng and Jiang He finally came to Area C. However, as soon as
they entered the area c, they felt the difference here, and the closer they were to the
location of the vaccine research institute, the more obvious this difference was.

Zone C is out of space. Not only is there a small number of players, but there are very
few living corpses on the street. If there are few players, it can be interpreted as hiding
or hiding in the copy, but what about living corpses?
Living corpses lie on the ground as if they were dead. If no one moves, where can they
go?

The two looked at each other and immediately rushed to the Vaccine Research Institute.
When they arrived, they found that there had already been no one here.

The Vaccine Research Institute is a small two-story building with a "white cross" logo on
it. It doesn't look too small, but it is divided into more than a dozen small laboratories.
Jin Cheng and Jiang Hebing were divided into two roads, and they quickly checked all
the rooms and found that the living people were gone, but there were a lot of living
corpses left.

Each of these living corpses has its own shape. Some of them were ripped open, and
some were opened. They didn't know if they could survive again in the end.

There are also many semi-finished medicines stored in the laboratory cabinet, as well
as more stock solutions and unknown medicine materials were thrown away on the
ground in a mess.

There were traces of fighting on the scene.

Jin Cheng reached out his hand and touched the knife mark on the test bench,
narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold light appeared in his eyes. Just then, a firework
flashed outside the window.

The fireworks were far away, and almost no sound could be heard. But Jin Cheng could
see clearly, it was the firework of the newspaper by Wen Xiaoming.

It’s Lilith!

"In the central area." Jiang He also saw it, and quickly judged the position of the
fireworks.

"Go." Jin Cheng made the decision decisively.

The two quickly left the Vaccine Institute and rushed to the central area. At the same
time, the game lobby in the central area, which has just experienced the crimson
incident, once again ushered in a chaos.

The players thought that Crimson was captured, and the rest is the thing of the big
brothers in Area A, so the atmosphere in the game lobby is alive again, all kinds of
news merge here, everyone is guessing Crimson's final In the end, someone even
opened the market to bet how long she could live.

But who expected that the crimson had not yet died, the shadow of death came back
over their heads again.

"I want to run if I got pitted. Have you asked my aunt and grandma?" The two knives
were like a giant meniscus, and they crossed like a cross. With a clear scold, they went
straight to the corner of the game hall.

In the tumbling sound, the steel frame on the structure outside the game hall was
heavily hit, almost hitting two players who were too late to dodge. The other party
scolded and looked up to see the pretty figure in the black hair and black dress, then
swallowed again when it came to his mouth.

Black loli in area a, another star.

"Fuck, how come again?"

"What about those people?"

"Don't all the crimson get caught?!"

The player's doubts are endless, and Lilith's eyes are fixed on the "those" in their
mouths, gripping the knife handle.

Those are the people from the Area C Vaccine Research Institute.

After Lilith followed Tang Cuo's arrangement and rushed to Area C, the abnormalities in
Area C were not obvious. She didn't care about a vaccine research institute in every
district, and went to her door. The person in charge received her and didn't show
anything strange at first, until Lilith discovered the living corpse temporarily hidden
under the table.

A living corpse, even if the Institute of Vaccines wants to study it, just do it generously.
The existence of the research institute happened to coincide with the study of live
corpses to study vaccines. Lilith still understood.

But what they conceal, they actually make people doubt.

Lilith wanted to leave for the time being, not to frighten the snakes, but the people in the
institute did not want to let her go, and gave her a black hand. They tricked Lilith into a
laboratory, saying that there were research results on corpse poison to show her, who
knew it was all living corpses, and it was a death to enter.

So Lilith became a member of the living corpse.

People at the institute thought it was.

They did not know that the most thorough study of Crimson's Necromancer skills in the
entire Yongye City was neither Lin Yandong nor Jin Cheng, but Lilith who was always
ready for revenge.

Even if Crimson was locked in the deep prison of Area G, she had never forgotten her
plan of revenge. If there is someone in Yongye City who is immune to crimson corpse
poison, it is only her.

Because she used a blood clan ritual in a copy of a Western fantasy to change her own
blood and forcibly inspired a special physique. A player who can no longer be called a
purebred human, the blood is different from ordinary people, and naturally will not
simply be tricked.

In a sense, she is not poisonous.

Lilith was a hot character, but she has been with Jin Cheng and Wen Xiaoming for a
long time, and nothing else, acting is still good. When she discovered that she had been
deceived, she originally wanted to use a knife to kill a clean one, but her eyes rolled,
and she immediately pretended to be lucky.

After stimulating a special physique, Lilith has the appearance of a vampire. Although it
is different from other living corpses, it is also confusing.

She originally wanted to engage in lurking, but later found that she couldn't do it,
because the people in the institute did things very simply and thoroughly. They planned
to stab Lilith again, turning her into a living corpse.

As a result, Lilith could not reveal any information to the outside, and they did not have
to worry about going to jail.

But at that time Lilith hadn't even figured out their bottom, and didn't hear any useful
information.

Granny annoyed.

She hadn't heard the love story between Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, she was about to be
stabbed here, causing her to go directly. In the chaos of the research institute, Lilith
thought that this would be a fierce battle. She didn't think about the person who just
wanted to kill her, and found that she was not infected with corpse poison. Her eyes
were bright, and she did not intend to kill her again.

"Don't kill her, get alive!"

Out of these words, Lilith was suspicious in her heart, and her hand flicked back when
she felt the flare. After several thoughts, she finally took the risk and pretended to be
captured.

These people quickly drew a few tubes of blood from her, but within an hour, they
screamed "success" with excitement and took her straight to the game hall.
If this group of people broke into the copy, things would be completely out of control. At
this point, Lilith couldn't see all the big problems in this vaccine research, so she burst
into an instant, first released a signal flare, and then tried to block it.

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The purpose of the Vaccine Research Institute is very clear, they will bring Lilith into the
copy, and it may be a specific copy. Although Lilith rushed to release the flare, it was too
late.

The number of people on both sides is too great. It is too difficult to drag Jin Cheng to
see the signal coming.

During the scuffle, Lilith kicked a researcher with a kick, and the blade of the black
leather boots popped up, letting you half a catty of blood without dying. She strode on
again, her knees pressed heavily against his wounds, and twisted his neck around with
double knives, and asked sharply, "What the **** are you doing?"

The other person was pale with pain, but his teeth were not loose. The others besieged,
but Lilith had no fear, saying, "Dare, I will kill him and die."

Murder and jail is also a way to get out.

The other party was really shocked, but the next second, the person caught by Lilith
suddenly started to twitch. Lilith glanced at what seemed to be a bite in her mouth, and
squeezed his chin quickly, but it was still too late.

He seemed to feel no pain at all, and lifted Lilith away.

Living corpse.

Lilith's heart sank. This group of deflated calves was really hard to tangle. Like crimson,
they were all shattered things, and they were damn.

What surprised Lilith was not that these people were willing to become living corpses in
order to prevent her from dying, but that they had concealed corpse poison in their teeth
like a dead man from the beginning. And the strength of this group of people is not like
the strength of the c zone, at least the elite level of the b zone.

Vaccine Research Institute, the most indispensable is definitely all kinds of medicines
and biochemical props, which belong to the rare sword walking slant type of Yongye
City. Although Lilith is an elite in Area A and taught by Jin Cheng, she is also losing
ground under such attacks.

The players around watched Lilith being dragged into the mission wall by them, which
made it too fast for them to react. Walking at the end still throws something, loudly:

"Tell Jin Cheng that the antidote to corpse poison is here. We didn't deliberately oppose
him, change one thing for one, two clear!"

The antidote to corpse poison? !

The players were stunned, and the entire game hall seemed to fall into the pan of clean
water and exploded instantly. Everyone stared at the tiny glass bottle thrown on the
ground by the researcher, with greed and fear in their eyes. Everyone looked at each
other, eager to try, but no one stepped forward.

Half a minute passed.

A minute passed.

Just when everyone thought the situation was going to be so deadlocked, a gust of wind
suddenly blew and rolled up the glass bottle over everyone's head. It was like a signal
that the gun was shot and all the athletes broke out of the starting line.

Only one breathing time, the colorful skills of light will overwhelm most of the game hall.
For another breathing time, Lilith had cut off the corner of the outer wall of the hall and
collapsed again halfway.

When Jin Cheng and Jiang He arrived, they saw such a messy and bad scene. Just
about to frown, a crowd suddenly squeezed out a person. The rest of the life sighed with
relief for the rest of his life. Then he saw the two and smiled sternly.

It is a teammate of Yu Huangyu.

"Two, do you have a chat?"

Ten minutes before the time returned, Yu Yiyi, who squatted in the corner of the game
hall and took root like a mushroom here, and his teammates watched Lilith in
amazement and caused a war.

After being surprised, Yu said one by one: "Look, I said it would be right to stay here.
This is called keeping the dogs waiting. I occupy a position in advance, so I'm not afraid
of watching the show."

His teammates stunned him, "Which kind of rabbit are you defending, do you want to
help again? This has sold Jin Cheng two favors, one life box information, one shot to
help Tang Cuo, what the **** is he? Is it pretty?"

Yu Yiyi shot him with a palm like a fight, "You don't understand, have you seen those
people? The people in the C District Vaccine Research Institute, the science madman is
not as Buddhist as we do metaphysics, all of them are potential The madman. They
faced Lilith. I see that this time about the living corpse, 80% can't get rid of them. Even if
it's not behind the scenes, it must have been mixed."
"What happened then?"

"I have to keep up and see."

"When did you become so enthusiastic?"

"Fart, this is called the guide of destiny. This European emperor appeared on such a
critical occasion, and no one else was there. Explain what it means that I should play."

Teammates don't understand Yu Yiyi's rules of appearance, but because he hasn't

played off for so long, I believe him for the time being.

Yu Yiyi didn't come hard, took a spell and put it on his forehead. [Stealth Curse] lasted 5
seconds.

He quietly followed, quietly entered the mission wall, and quietly put his hand on the
shoulder of a researcher.

"We are obviously twelve people, why are there thirteen players participating in the
copy?!"

In the copy, the voice of excitement sounded, and everyone was on alert, but they all
looked familiar in a circle, and found no extra people mixed in at all.

"Is it a copy setting?" Someone hesitated to ask questions.

"Yeah, maybe it's a trap set by the copy, we have a npc among us."

Some discussion, to no avail. Several people scattered around to investigate, and found
no suspicious characters. The first Sven man with glasses frowned, saying, "The
business is important, the rest don't care. Even if someone comes in, he won't be able
to get out of here in a short time and die. Just do things first and move fast."

At the end, he added another sentence: "Pay attention to precautions."

Yu was hiding in a dark place, his face was already covered with bright yellow spells,
and he had to lift the spells by hand to see the situation in the distance. He was
suspicious while watching. What did the researcher bring Lilith into here?

If they want to avoid Jin Cheng’s revenge, but they want to catch what Lilith does,
entering the copy is a way. Judging from their behavior of throwing out corpse poison
and antidote, it seems that they are indeed unwilling to make enmity with others.

But Yu Yiyi still felt strange, and soon, the changes in the copy gave him the best
explanation.

Lilith was guarded by two researchers, and the rest were scattered, constantly pulling
out the medicine and pouring it on the ground. This is a field in the ordinary copy, and in
the distance is a small village with smoke and smoke, and people can be seen vaguely.
But looking at the appearance of these people, they don't care what copy they have
come to, nor the requirements of customs clearance.

Soon, the vegetation on the ground began to wither, showing a strange blue-yellow
color. The air began to be filled with a disturbing breath, like a gray mist.

A bird flew overhead and clicked, fell to the ground, and died.

Yu Yi looked shocked, and quickly covered his mouth and nose, but dared not make any
sound.

Within an hour, the copy was completely changed, like hell. The grass and trees are
dying, the birds and beasts are dying, and the screams are constantly heard in the
villages in the distance.

Damn, Resident Evil? !

Numerous speculations flashed in Yu Yiyi's heart, each of which was terrible. He looked
at the spectacled man who was standing not far from Lilith from beginning to end like
Dinghaishen needle. He was slowly taking off his glasses.
This man was not very good-looking, wearing glasses, and at most praised the gentle
and elegant. But he took off his glasses at this time, and the pair of slender Danfeng
eyes immediately exposed.

Yu Yiyi was thinking about where he was sacred, and suddenly heard the familiar bell
sound.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the players for achieving the wasteland achievement, triggering the
egg game, simulating the sandbox series "Eternal Oasis." There is no time limit for this
game, please players to boldly use their imagination and build their own paradise!"

"Wish you a happy life!"

The sound of the broadcast dropped, and Yu saw that mosaics appeared in the void,
and the surrounding scenes also began to flash, just like the game was loading.

He knew that this is no longer a copy of the original.

Egg game, simulation sandbox. If he remembers correctly, sandbox games are

creations**, and players can plant trees, build houses, and even create a new world in
the game.

This game has no time limit, wouldn't it...

"It's done! It really is!"

"The paradise plan is real...the book is right, we really succeeded!"

"New world, can we really create a new world here? Do we really not have to return to
Yongye City?"

The momentary surprise broke through the inner restraint, and everyone's emotions
became unsustainable. Dan Fengyan was the only one on the scene who remained
calm, only a little excitement appeared in those eyes.
After everyone's emotions finally calmed down, he stepped forward and said, "Yes, the
new world is coming. "Eternal Oasis" is a zombie world. We have all the research
results of the Vaccine Institute, and now we have 'Angel One', it's perfect to survive
here."

With a smile on his lips, his expression softened, which made his slightly thin face show
a divine tone, "This game has no time limit. According to the book, we can use this new
Eternal life is immortal in the world. You don’t need to stay in the city of Yongye to be
frightened, you don’t have to continue to shuttle in one copy after another. We, the
master of this new world, are gods and kings of all subjects.”

When the words fell, everyone showed a fascinated expression, clenched their fists,
excited, nervous, but inevitably worried.

Someone boldly voiced the hidden worries: "What if other players find it here? The
predecessors who left the book must have implemented the paradise plan. What
happened to their final result? Will Yongye City feel that we are leaving Once you have
control, just..."

Dan Feng said: "Don't worry, Yongye City is a place with no history, isn't it? That book
was also discovered by accident, and it is impossible to have a second one. As for
Yongye City, as long as our actions do not violate the copy rules , There can be
nothing."

Another said right away: "Yeah, it's okay. And we did so much preparation, not just for
today? I released Crimson to get her corpse poison, and now I tied Lilith and got Angel
One, even The latter was obtained by accident, not intentionally, but whatever was
exposed, the person in Yongye City, that Jin Cheng, would find a way to tear us? We
have no turning back."

"Even if someone has achieved the "Waste Earth" achievement by some means, he will
not be the same as the copy we triggered." Dan Fengyan's voice was fixed, his head
turned to the unconscious Lilith, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised.
Hearing their conversation, Yu Yiyi, who was hiding in the dark, had no idea how to
describe her feeling of being too shocked. He just felt that his heart was jumping fast
and his palms were cold, and clenched his fists to force himself to calm down and comb
carefully--

Judging from the content of their conversation, this group of people should have
accidentally obtained a book that recorded something called "Plan of Paradise". They
began to implement this plan. The first step of the plan was to release crimson and
obtain corpse poison. What they just dumped on the ground just now should be the
enhanced or improved version of corpse poison.

Yu Yiyi knew clearly that although the crimson cadaver poison was powerful, it was only
a means of assisting corpse control, and it was impossible to cause the hell-like scene
just now. The people at the Vaccine Research Institute must have processed the
cadaver poison.

The paradise plan should be something left by the old players. The age of their survival
is untestable. 99% of the chances do not know crimson, so crimson is the goal chosen
by the vaccine institute’s own, in order to achieve that.” Wasteland Achievement".

Achieve the waste, trigger the egg game and create a new world.

They own the corpse poison, and there is the angel one, which is estimated to be
detoxified. The addition of the two is not like mastering the lifeblood of this world, if you
can still stay in this copy, you will not go out...

Isn't it like being in a paradise?

A false, but utopia that you can enjoy yourself without being forced to brush the copy.
Even if Yu Yiyi thinks this is too absurd, he has to say that the predecessor who came
up with the paradise plan is really a survival ghost.

Lilith, who was lying on the ground not far away, was also tumbling in the water.
She actually woke up early, but she didn’t dare to open her eyes or move. Angel One is
the name of the medicament researched by the researcher after drawing blood from
her.

These people brought her in without fear, just to introduce her medicine!

A bunch of junk stuff.

Lilith's acting was the worst in the whole team. Seeing that the anger was about to
stretch, she suddenly touched her cheeks with both hands, leaving her agitated.

Dan Fengyan's voice sounded in her ears, magnetic, with a smile, "You seem to be
shaking, are you scared? Don't worry, as long as you cooperate well, nothing will
happen."

"Your name is Lilith, right?"

"It sounds like the name of a beautiful angel. You will love it here, my miss angel."

Outside the copy, Jin Cheng and Jiang He listened to Yu Yiyi's teammates and frowned.

Now it seems that the Vaccine Research Institute is related to the Crimson Incident, but
they kidnapped Lilith and hid in the copy, the matter is not easy to deal with, and may
have to go back to find a breakthrough in Crimson.

Things that were originally going smoothly have twists and turns, which is
uncomfortable.

On the other side, Leng Miao and Rong Yi who came to the g district also did not go
well because they did not see Lin Yandong. Xiao Tong seemed to be in a bad mood. He
said that Lin Yan had entered the copy, and the two did not dare to show too much
suspicion.

Can only wait.

The only thing that went well was k. He said that he had broken his mouth and finally
got the story he wanted from Crimson. Before Jin Cheng and Jiang He returned, they
opened the door and returned to the silver-white space exclusive to him.

This is his maze of thinking.

It was the same scene as last time, with a bookcase that covered all the walls and a
huge chessboard in the center, but this time there was only a futon beside the
chessboard, and only a cup of tea.

k walked around the board in a circle, pushed a piece named "Jining" to the center of
the board, and changed the position of several other pieces as appropriate, before
putting down the putter and walking to the bookshelf.

He took off a blank book, pulled out a feather pen from the void, and wrote down the
crimson story with a few strokes. This is a labyrinth of thinking. It only takes a few
seconds to write a story. After writing, he put the book back on the shelf.

Take a step back and look at the wall of books and nod in satisfaction.

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Seventy eight.

seventy-nine.
eighty.

When the eightyth ghost died under the sword of Tang Cuo, the sun had turned
westward. He glanced at the curtains fainted by the setting sun. His eyes felt a bit sour.
Tiredness came out of his limbs and attacked his brain.

In the final analysis, Tang Cuo consumed too much in the dream of Jugou Paradise.
And after returning to the fierce ghost academy, he became a ghost again, and it was
very inconvenient for his day activities.

But when the fierce ghost falls asleep during the day, it is the best time to do so. Tang
Cuo can't afford to miss this opportunity. And not all the eighty ghosts were killed by
him. The murderer killed nearly fifty first, and then he triggered the task to help.

He became more and more convinced that this was the dream cage constructed by the
murderer, because every time he killed a ghost, a peach blossom would grow on his
chest. Peach Blossom should be the key to constructing a dream, and he has not seen
the true face of the murderer so far.

The list of targets was turned out by Tang Cuo to the Academic Affairs Office. There
were many students with extremely negative lives, almost seven to eighty, but the
number of tasks could not be reached. Tang Cuo then found out the list of faculty and
staff, and found that among these people, those with extremely yin and fate, in addition
to the chief of security, also had teachers and even aunts in dorms.

With so many people coming together and extending the scope to the entire school,
Tang Cuo couldn't think of any other story besides campus violence. And it will not be a
simple incident of violence between students. There are no obvious signs of beatings on
Xiaohua's body, and the injuries she suffered from the Director of Defence slowly
recovered over time.

The Director of Defence wants to know what to do with a pretty female student.
After the incident, how the school handled it and how the truth was announced was the
most critical. The first deceased was the Director of Defense. Tang Cuo reasonably
suspected that he was the cause of the whole incident, so he died the fastest.

The roommate who was sleeping with him was supposed to be the closest friend of
Xiaohua. What disgraceful role did they play in, so that they became the second batch
to be killed?

Tang Cuo has never studied in college or lived in school, but he knows what your life will
look like when you are isolated. The school is indeed an ivory tower, especially for
boarding students, and the wall isolates the campus from the outside world.

A small jungle was born, and the people outside looked at it from afar, thinking that
there were only spring flowers here, but the jungle had its own rules.

Weak rabbits cannot survive in the wolf’s territory. This is an unchanging truth.

When Tang Cuo went to school, he always fought and fought in class. Although some
teachers always secretly satirized that he kept custody in the future, he could not be
mixed up, and he was a social scum, but he still received it from the desk often. Love
letters and snacks because he looks handsome.

There are many teachers who care about him and hope that he will study hard and get
on the right track because of his good grades. He is such a student who makes people
love and hate, insist on self, and never repent.

In fact, Tang Cuo was not keen on fighting and was troublesome, but he had an
orphanage brother and sister to cover. He worked in KTV and always encountered
various things. The adolescent Maotou boys are always willing to use fights to show
their ability. Even if Tangcuo does nothing, he will still be blocked at the school gate.

Ten pass, ten pass, the excited girls all came to see, they thought Tang Cuo was very
handsome to fight. However, Tang Cuo was actually afraid of pain and injury. He was
also paid for medical expenses when he was injured.
The director of the orphanage told him in a serious way that you should learn to
reconcile with others and with yourself. Tang Cuo wanted to say that he had no untied
knot with this stupid world. After seeing the director's hairline, he hesitated and nodded
again.

The noisy adolescence just passed.

Later, when he missed the college entrance examination and joined the army again, it
was a later matter.

Of course, people like Tang Cuo cannot be isolated. The reason why he is aware of
being isolated is because the last order he received when he was a private investigator
was about it.

A female student hired him to track her roommate, it is best to grasp her dating
information and take some bad photos. At that time, Tang Cuo's own affairs were
nearing completion. After two years of incubation, they finally achieved results.

He was planning to close the door after the event, and he didn't mean to run the store.
Then think about it, he may have foreseen his death at that time, and did not consider
what happened afterwards.

The list of female students became the last one he handled as a private detective. The
incident involved the students in the school. It was too troublesome. Tang Cuo had
intended to refuse it. But when he saw the photo of the roommate given by the female
student, he agreed to it.

The roommate's eyes were very clean, with a little ignorance and timidity. If Tang Cuo
didn't take the list, he didn't know what those eyes would become.

At the end of the story, Tang Cuoyong Night City received a courier from this roommate.
She sent Tang Cuo a white daisy and a letter with the words "thank you", and two tears
on the letter.

What about Li Shuai?

Li Haoshuai is not Tang Cuo. What role did he play in this matter? He is not the first
group of dead ghosts, ranking in the forefront, but he was chosen as the protagonist of
the copy, is it randomly selected by the system?

Tang Cuo continued to search for goals while thinking.

Eighty-three.

It's getting dark.

Eighty-seventh.

The moon is in the sky.

The ghost students woke up gradually, and Tangcuo stepped back at an appropriate
time to take the opportunity to rest. He didn't dare to use more therapeutic agents
anymore, so as to run out of emergency, he just threw primary treatment on his body
and slowly recovered.

When the last three goals remain, Tang Cuo arranges all the objects he found about the
school flowers on the ground, carefully picking out things like "photo".

He found that these photos seemed to be taken by the same person, regardless of the
composition and the angle of view, the style is the same.

The school flower is still a student, of course, it is impossible to have a beautiful photo
like a star. These photos are secretly taken by the people in the school, privately
distributed or sold. Some are close and some are far away, but you can see that they
are carefully selected, and you can see the face of the school.

Tang Hao cares about these photos or Li Haoshuai, because his relationship with
Xiaohua is just such a photo. He tried burning it in water, immersing it in water, watching
it in the sun, or even looking for the original film, and finally found signs on the school
card.

The card was turned up by p, and the pattern on it was an English letter l.
l, Li Haoshuai.

He is the silent majority and a witness of the whole thing from beginning to end.
Because the photos are clearly from different periods, the hair of the school flowers has
changed from long to short, and the clothes have seasonal changes.

Putting the photos away, Tangcuo came under the peach tree again, waiting for the last
moment to arrive.

There are a total of ninety-nine mission goals, which were set from the beginning,
because there are ninety-nine peach blossoms. Li Haoshuai was one of them. After
triggering the main task, he jumped back and became an accomplice. Is he dead or
not?

Is this copy based on dream or reality? If he died in the Academy of Mighty Ghosts, did
he represent the death of his player, or could Li Haoshuai wake up from his dream and
return to real reality?

In contemplation, Tang Cuo simply sat down. Anyway, there was a murderer in killing
ghosts. For a long time, he seemed to be aware, looking up at the peach blossoms
above his head.

Ninety-eighth peach blossoms have opened.

The amulets attached to the branches fluttered in the wind, swirling, passing the fallen
petals.

Tang Cuo remembered [Mr. Crow's Feather] at the bottom of the box. Anyway, there
was a chance of resurrection. Even if Jin Cheng knew, he would not blame him.

If he won by betting, Jin Cheng would never know.

perfect.
Tang Cuo played his little abacus expressionlessly, obviously not a bachelor anymore,
but still exerted his mentality to the fullest extent. He didn't hesitate much, only a
second, drew his sword and killed himself.

He wanted to use a gun, the gun was faster, but the guns were scrapped in the battle
with Xiao Tong, and he could only use a sword.

Of course, none of this can tell Jin Cheng.

He will be annoying.

After the pain, Tangcuo turned around, and Tang Cuo fell to the ground in front of him,
covering his wounds and chilling, even unable to mobilize the system panel to confirm
his condition. Before consciousness changed, he only saw the last peach blossom
slowly opening in sight.

The blood moon overhead was empty, and the evening wind shook the peach blossoms
and the trees flourished, making the world silent.

When I woke up again, the setting sun was fiery and magnificent, but it was a bit
burning. Tang Cuo couldn't tell for a moment what tonight, and when the brain was
finally awake, he began to wonder.

Is he still a ghost? Still at the fierce ghost college?

Tang Cuo sat up violently, but found himself fluttering, looked down—he floated out of
the body.

Oh, it's really a ghost.

Tang Cuo: "."

Only the full stop can express Tang Cuo's mood at the moment. He looked at the
horrified and deadly strange body, and then saw the shadow of the body to make sure
that he really returned to reality.
"Ding!"

"Ninety-nine goals have been achieved, congratulations to the player for successfully
completing the main line c, the customs clearance task "Man Under the Bed"!

"Now start to settle rewards."

After winning the bet, Tang Cuo could not help but sigh of relief, and then he was really
in a mood to look at the surrounding scenery.

This is a school with exactly the same pattern as the Menggui College. There are four
large characters "Menghuai College" on the signboard not far away, and behind him is
also a peach tree.

The peach blossoms are blooming and are beautiful.

Not far away, a small couple whispered behind the bushes.

"I heard that I have died several times in a row, and I didn't wake up when I lay down. It
seemed like I was killed in a dream. I was terrified."

"What are you afraid of, it has nothing to do with you, and it's not you who forced her to
death. Besides, who hasn't said gossip in the background, he said a few words, it's not
intentional, she won't be less A piece of meat, is it impossible for the whole school to be
buried with her? She can't think of it herself, but her psychological qualities are no
stranger to anyone! Go to the police and jump to the floor to see who has the ability!"

Seeing that the boys were talking more and more, and even a little anxious, they
couldn't help it. The girl hurriedly interrupted him, "Don't talk about it! Everyone is dead,
aren't you afraid of nightmares at night!"

The boy only regained his senses at this time, and he was a little annoyed. "How can
there be ghosts in this world, don't scare yourself."

It was at this moment that Tang Cuo stepped forward, relying on his long legs and
resting his hands on his head, gently breaking it.
"Ahhhhh! There are ghosts!" The boy rolled his eyes and fainted. The girls didn't let it
go, screamed and ran away, not even thinking about their boyfriends.

Tang Cuo hasn't waited for the reward to settle, so he floated around the school.

The school under the setting sun showed a lingering, repressive breath. Ambulances
and police cars are coming and going here, the students are in a state of panic, and
there are parents at the door of the school.

A photo floated out of the dormitory building, and was blown by the evening wind. Piao
A Piao fell in front of Tang Cuo.

He looked down and the word "School Flower" was written with a red pen on Xiaohua's
face, but the word was surrounded by double quotes. This school flower is not the other
school flower, everyone loves the school flower, everyone loves to listen to jokes.

These two words of joke are written under the school flower.

This copy is really full of this kind of word game.

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Welcome back to the system broadcast of Yongye City, which was delayed. Tang Cuo
strolled around and walked the whole school. It seems to be all along the way,
combined with the clues obtained from the Menggui College, and gradually complete
the story of the school flower.

This is not a complicated story.

The school flowers are poor students, and they need school funding to complete their
studies. The Director of Defence and senior officials are responsible for the incident. As
soon as the two things happened, the school chose to cover up the facts in order to
protect the reputation of the school.

Over time, the evidence was completely destroyed. And all kinds of rumors about the
school flowers in the school turned black and white upside down, from being coerced to
deliberately seducing. She was expelled from her dormitory by her roommate, and her
desk was filled with insulting letters and all kinds of scary objects.

Original sin is poor.

The concept of rich and poor among students is sometimes more naked and naked than
in society.

But Tangcuo turned around, but still did not find the real body of the avenger.

In the end, Tang Cuo returned to the peach blossom tree, taking a break and recalling
the various copies he had experienced after entering Yongye City.

This time the main line c's subtitle is very straightforward. "Good and evil always have a
newspaper", such a bad piece, it may not be so easy to solve in reality, many people will
find a way to escape sin, like Li A character like Kuaishuai is mostly condemned by
painlessness. Only in the copy, they were simply killed.

Players always say that Yongye City is extremely malicious to them. Maliciousness is
undoubtedly amplified, but if you think about it carefully, this maliciousness is aimed at
the "evil" of the player itself.

Controlling evil with evil is the core idea of ​the copy.

"Wind and Snow returns to the people", the story background is that the donkey set fire
to the mountain, so there is the revenge of the wood-cutting man Li Shuai.

In "The Devil's Return to the City", humans keep other races as pets. This is a superior
expression of one ethnic group for another. The copy goes the opposite way. This is
called empathy.

"Before dawn", "Human", and "Moon Hidden Land" have no obvious direction, but they
are probably not in the category of escape from the sin of human nature. Born and ill,
greedy and insatiable.

Yongye City is like a large punishment system.

The human trial game is like an assessment test. Yongye City scores each person, and
then decides what kind of punishment you receive according to the different scores.
After that, there is also a procedure to clear the karma. After clearing all karma, we will
return to the world.

Survival is justice, rather than the iron law of Yongye City, it is a summary of all evil.

He immediately thought of the song, "Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows". This song
sounds repeatedly in the city of Yongye, and it must be pointed. If the crow refers to Mr.
Crow, the lamb refers to the player.

The lamb ate the flower of the god, and the **** let it die, so the lamb fell off the cliff, and
all the disobedient children died.

Could it be that, as the lyrics say, human beings violated the will of the gods and were
punished, which gave birth to Yongye City?

Do gods really exist?

What does that flower refer to?

Mr. Crow is not the system itself, he is more like a high-level npc, and he appears in the
song, what role does he play in this story?
The more Tang Cuo thought, the more he felt a little bit clueless, but he was unsure.
There was a layer of white gauze in front of my eyes. The truth was looming behind the
white gauze, but it was impossible to see clearly.

At this time, a petal swirled across his eyelashes. He was stunned to look back from his
thoughts, looked up, and saw the rising moon through the gap of flowers.

The familiar announcement sounded again.

""Someone under the bed", difficulty: difficult. Number of players participating: one.
Rating: a, get character points..."

In the city of Yongye.

Jin Cheng and Jiang He and Yu Yiyi's teammates understood the general situation, but
did not manage the corpse poison. According to Jin Cheng, let them **** themselves,
seeing the trouble one by one far away, seeing the benefits and rushing to grab the
head, how can it be so resistant.

Jiang He saw his ironic look with a smile, but didn't open his mouth.

Yu Yiyi's teammate is named Zhang San, and his name is like a passerby. Now that Yu
Yi chased Lilith into the copy, he naturally had to follow Jin Cheng to get the first-hand
news of the copy.

After returning to area e, Jin Chengjing went to find k and said the first sentence in five
words: "Vaccine Research Institute."

K smiled and leaned against the wall, drinking a half of the wine with a bottle in his
hand, and said, "I know about the central area, but you will not doubt that I have
something to do with this research institute? I kindly give Tang Cuo There is no charge
for all the ways to check corpse poison."

"Don't you think you are suspicious?"

"I don't think so."

"Of course you don't feel it anymore. No murderer will admit that he is the murderer."

"Hey, have you taken credit on credit recently and made yourself an uncle?"

K picked up a bottle of wine and opened a scoop for him. Jin Cheng held his wrist and
smiled sullenly, "Credit is credit, that's another thing. You don't let me doubt you,
vaccine research Do you always have all the information?"

k: "What about points? What about money?"

Jin Cheng shrugged, "Aren't you talking about credit?"

k: "I will credit you uncle!"

k called the waiter and calculated Jin Cheng's intelligence fee. When learning that Tang
Cuo also owed him a lot, Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow and met K's playful eyes.

"How is it, is there a taste of a prodigal student?" he asked.

"Mediocre." Jin Cheng shook his head. "Who makes me, there is no other way than to
spoil."

K rolled his eyes sharply and quietly raised the price by ten percentage points.

Jin Cheng looked at it and said nothing, he called the logistics supervisor Wen
Xiaoming, and he made his own shopkeeper. This is because the landlord's family has
no food left. The original three people in the team, all the extra points are concentrated
in Wen Xiaoming, so that he can let go of his equipment and research. He made the
finished product and can still sell it. Now, Jin Cheng doesn't know how much money he
has in his small vault.

Wen Xiaoming dislikes him and Lilith, one who only knows how to buy and buy, and one
who only knows beauty and makeup, are all masters who can spend but can't manage
money, so they never talk to them.
At this time, Wen Xiaoming successfully got a discount from k, and set the price of the
institute's information. It was still a pain when paying the bill. He feels very bitter in his
heart, because Tang Cuo also seems to be a very costly owner, he is too difficult. It’s
really difficult for a person to do a small business to feed the team, and it’s hard to see
tears in his eyes.

Jin Cheng ignored the inner os that he was about to stick to his face, turned the
information he had, and turned around to see the crimson immediately.

Crimson sat against the wall, with some drip hanging on his arm, eyes closed, his
shoulders slumped. Her footsteps approached, and she didn't respond. If it weren't for
her to breathe, she looked like a dead body.

"Ji Ning." Jin Cheng photographed the material in front of her. "Do you know?"

Crimson finally looked up and chuckled lightly: "You have found it, come to ask me?"

Jin Cheng didn't answer, just looked at her quietly, and took all her expression changes
into her eyes, as if thinking about something. Crimson changed his posture hard, moved
his hands that were cold and stiff because of the drip, and continued, "You didn't catch
him, right?"

There is sarcasm in this remark, but compared with the previous one, she looks much
more peaceful, and more is the ease and joking of sitting on the hill to watch the tiger.

Jin Cheng: "Yongye City can come out in large numbers, he can treat you as a chess
piece, and it is normal for me to play with me."

"Jining." Crimson murmured the name lowly, and then looked up at Jin Cheng again,
"You didn't catch him to let me kill, and I have no obligation to tell you too much. But
there is one thing I can do I'm sure to tell you that it was indeed him who instructed
Chongyan Zhang to let me out."
Ji Ning, ranked 53rd on the Red List, director of the Vaccine Research Institute. This is
not the official organization of Yongye City. Like Yanye's fortune-telling room, it is
composed of players.

The Vaccine Research Institute is well-known among players, but because it is located
in the c zone, the members are all in the middle zone, so everyone's attention to them is
limited, and few people will deliberately remember the names of players outside the
50th place in the red list. The list of 50 to 100 people is updated every three times, and
the rate of panning is very high.

"Does Jiang He know him?" Jin Cheng asked again.

"Why don't you ask yourself?" Crimson smiled mysteriously, and he refused to say
anything. Jin Cheng knew that Bacheng couldn't ask anything, but he didn't give up one
more question, "What about Lin Yandong?"

"I did kill him back to Area G. This Mr. Lin is still the same as it was a year ago-gentle
and gentle. Guess what he said to me, he said that as long as I am willing to let go of
the past, he can be blameless, really Good sir, isn't it?"

Crimson said more, the tone was lighter, "So I killed him."

Jin Cheng declined to comment.

Crimson thinking is always incomprehensible to them. It is not a person in the same

way, nor does it need to understand each other. He got up and left, thought for a while,
then turned back and asked, "Do you want to see the river again?"

Crimson closed his eyes and did not answer.

Jin Cheng didn't ask anymore. When he went out, he met Wen Xiaoming who was
waiting outside. Wen Xiaoming pulled him out of the tavern and whispered something to
him about meeting with Crimson.
"He was weird and didn't ask about this matter today. Instead, he asked Crimson about
what she had done in the past, so well that she wanted to give her a book."

"Publishing Biography?" Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, which was a bit interesting.

At the same time, area g.

Still in the monitoring room, Xiao Tong looked at Lin Yandong in the monitoring screen,
frowned deeply, and tightened his coffee cup with his right hand, leaning forward
slightly, as if to see all the details clearly.

The last lotus day passed, the bell sounded, the copy was cleared, and the system
began to settle the rewards. But at this moment, a goblin suddenly cracked, and the
shell of the rough stone cracked inch by inch, falling from the sky, shaking the earth and
shaking.

Huang Sha flew, and the strong wind blew Lin Yandong's side, and a **** mouth was
scraped on his cheek. But his eyes kept staring at the bottom of the golem, and when
the whole golem split open, it was a person who finally showed up in front of him.

He was like being encased in the goblin alive, keeping the same action as the golem,
closing his eyes, his expression sad and vaguely vaguely revealing.

Xiao Tong can see that he is a player who has entered the Qingye program, as is every
one of those golems.

The next second, he opened his eyes.

Lin Yandong walked towards him, and at the same time turned a rattle in his palm.
Every time he walked, the bell rang and made a clear sound.

The people in the golem were attracted by the sound and saw Lin Yandong. At first, his
eyes were confused and chaotic, but with the sound of the rattle, a little clearness
recovered in his eyes. When Lin Yandong came to him, he finally asked:

"who are you?"

Lin Yandong looked at his eyes with tenderness and compassion, and raised his hand
gently on the top of his head, and the golden sand-like light spot gathered from the top
of the man's head to his palm.

"I'm the one who came to cross you," he said.

Xiao Tong vaguely felt that this person might have a great future, but he couldn't see
what Lin Yandong wanted to do. At that moment, Mr. Crow's scream suddenly
appeared, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ah he can!

"How can he!"

"Why does this person appear here, why does he appear here?!"

"damn it!"

"This **** blasphemy!"

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Mr. Crow was spontaneous, his noisy voice pierced Xiao Tong's eardrum. He threw the
coffee cup over and told him to shut up, but he got a more violent eruption.

"You stop him, stop him!" Mr. Crow urged Xiao Tong's epaulets.
"This is a copy of my g area is not false, but the copy has been cleared and entered the
settlement, it is not that I can intervene." Xiao Tong looked cold, and asked: "Can you?"

Mr. Crow suddenly got stuck, as if he had plunged into a dead end, mad and angry, and
his feathers fell down one by one.

When Mr. Crow finally calmed down, Xiao Tong asked again: "Who is he? You said that
the profanity is related to the nameless blade?"

Mr. Crow sneered, "In addition to who else they can have, they are just astonished. Mr.
Ben Crow can recognize them! But he is still, he is still!"

Xiao Tong was clear.

A hundred years have passed, and Mr. Crow is not so excited to see the reappearance
of the Blade of Unknown, and it can be seen that time has long faded many things. I
was afraid that the team of the Tushen Squad had already been reincarnated by the
Qingye program. I didn't expect there was one left here. His sentence is so long that he
should be a key figure like a captain.

Lin Yandong found him and awakened him, but it was not like saving him, it was more
like looting.

He drew more and more golden light spots from the man's head, and the man's skin
began to crack. There was golden fine sand flowing in the cracked lines. With time, the
golden light became thinner and thinner, until it was completely absorbed by Lin
Yandong, the man turned into a handful of yellow sand and fell to nothingness.

With a sigh, Lin Yandong folded his hands together and his expression was
unspeakably peaceful.

What did he plunder from that man? Is it his memory or his skills?
Xiao Tong frowned, and he suddenly felt that he had missed too much in the past
decade when he parted ways with Lin Yandong. He should not deliberately avoid Lin
Yandong's news, otherwise he would not be so blind.

At this time, Mr. Raven Shen Sheng reported a string of numbers, "00109."

Xiao Tong was stunned, and immediately reacted that this might be the player number
of that person. 00109, this number is very high, but I don’t know what his real name is.

Mr. Crow rarely calls the name of the player, his thinking tends to be more systematic,
first recognize the number and then the person.

Speaking of numbering, Xiao Tong suspected, no, it was certain that before the a-z
numbering system was started, Yongye City should have a numbering system of the old
era, but it disappeared as the times changed.

After all, Yongye City is a place with no history.

Mr. Raven did not say that even the warden in the g district would not know the past, or
what the name of 00109 was.

He looked at Lin Yandong again, tapping the armrest of the chair with his fingers, and
said, "What does Mr. Crow think he wants to do?"

"No matter what he wants to do, the great and loyal Mr. Crow will absolutely not allow
them to have any blasphemy against the gods! Never allow it!" At the end of the speech,
Mr. Crow disappeared into the surveillance room.

Xiao Tong narrowed his eyes and realized the word "loyalty" thoughtfully.

At the same time, players in the game lobby suddenly discovered that the list in the
center of the lobby had changed.

"Blacklist and blacklist updated!"

"The first place in the trough trough trough changed!"

"Look at the first place!"

"Who is a28377? Who can squeeze Jin Cheng down?!"

"Gosh..."

Everyone didn't remember it for a moment, looking at the surprised face around them,
they felt incredible. At this moment, a louder cry of excitement flew over everyone's
head, hit the ceiling, and fell straight back into the ear.

"A28377! Lin Yandong!"

"First in the double list!"

Everyone raised their heads together, and even those who had just stepped into the
game hall looked at the central big screen with amazement. The first place in the double
list of the red list and the black list: area a, a28377.

This change is really shocking, because since Jin Cheng took the position, the first
black list has not changed. Lin Yandong is a low-key person, even if he holds the first
place in the Red List, players often forget him, but now he even squeezed Jin Cheng
directly to the blacklist first, what did he do?

The sound of lying trough one after another, after a long time, the shocked players
discovered other changes in the list.

Tang Cuo jumped from the original blacklist of 50 to the 13th, and even entered the Red
List as a player in the lower level. Although it is the tail of the Red List crane, it is still
shocking-he came to Yong How long is the night city?

Other changes have not changed much. After the name of Chongyan Zhang
disappeared, another person from Area A came up. Ou Yuyu rose to the 13th place on
the Red List.

But everyone knows that the name of Crimson is about to disappear from this list, and
everyone will automatically raise one from the fourth on the red list.
The changes in the game lobby have not yet spread, and Leng Miao and Rong Yi who
have been waiting on the wide lawn in the prison have finally ushered in the opportunity
to visit the prison.

The door of the cell was open to them, but it was confusing that the warden Xiao Tong
had just let them in without any trouble.

The two looked at each other and were very surprised, but this surprise was not enough
to stop their footsteps. Soon, they saw Lin Yandong who had returned from the copy in
the cell. He issued a copy, but the sentence was not yet full, so he sat cross-legged in
the cell, waiting for his release.

Seeing Lin Yandong's description of a bland but calm look, Rong Yi couldn't help but
frown.

"Mr. Lin seems to have suffered a bit?" he said.

"I have arrived in the prison, how can I not suffer a little bit?" Lin Yandong smiled lightly
and calmly, and called Rong Yi not to answer.

Leng Miao is very direct, "Yes are your people?"

Lin Yandong admitted that he was simply, "Yes."

After finishing his speech, he asked the two of them with a smile: "How do you know?"

Rong Yi said: "Rong Yi divination out of the second movement, she took the movement
and hid in a hidden copy."

After hearing the words, Lin Yandong finally revealed a dignity and said, "Yanye is
indeed old with me. I have been in contact with her all the time. You can also say that
she is my eyeliner. But I don't know about her divination to the second movement. ,
Crimson appeared unexpectedly, and I didn’t have time to make any arrangements. Is
she connected with Crimson?"
Rong Yi: "That's not true. We also want to ask Mr. Lin, why should Yanye do this? Since
she is your eyeliner, why should she hide you?"

Lin Yandong remained silent for a long time, and Leng Miao was slightly impatient.
Suddenly, Lin Yandong smiled bitterly and said, "She should hate me. You know that
she snatched the movement, that should have seen her. She has become like this now,
and I need to bear some responsibility."

Rong Yi: "What responsibility?"

Lin Yandong shook his head, "This is a private matter between me and her, I can't tell
you."

"Do you think you can persuade us to believe you in just a few words?" Leng Miao was
annoyed to hear their temptations. He looked at everyone at the moment and his tone
was cold, "Then one by one, How do you explain what he got clues from Yanye? Isn't
this what you arranged."

Yu Yiyi got the clue on the day of divination, which was days before Crimson was
released from prison. The original Jin Cheng didn't tell them, they only revealed it before
they came to see Lin Yandong.

"I don't know." Lin Yandong was still shaking his head, and there was not much
suspicious anger on his face, like a silent black stone, but the surface had a jade-like
luster.

Rong Yi had a feeling that Lin Yandong seemed more elusive than before. There was a
quiet power in those eyes, and the wind could not move, the rain could not hit, and the
heart was like a rock.

Leng Miao snorted, not very happy.

Rong Yi knew that they would definitely have nothing to say, and Lin Yandong was too
deep to walk easily. Maybe he didn't believe that the No. 2 movement was in Yanye at
all, or maybe he inferred from the conversation just now that Yanye hadn't leaked too
much information, and that there was no fear.

As far as the industry is in the copy, they don’t know when it will come out, and even if it
comes out, they may not be able to encounter it again. It can be said that there is no
proof of death.

Rong Yi finally asked him: "Do you know which hidden copy Yan Yanjin entered?"

Lin Yandong: "You may ask Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo about this question. You tell them
that they will understand."

This is an unexpected answer. Rong Yi thought, and pulled the cold face of the cold
face, and simply left. Since there is no way to talk, then avoid too much conversation,
otherwise it is easy to be reversed.

Lin Yandong stopped them again. "In any case, Miao Qi is unaware. The child has a
simple mind and only wants to protect me. Please don't embarrass him."

Rong Yi turned around and saw Lin Yandong nodded to him. His eyes are gentle and he
is not half false.

I don't know why, when facing Lin Yandong, Rong Yi suddenly had a sense of familiarity,
so that when he was about to leave the prison, he couldn't help but look back at the
direction of the cell.

It is clear that Lin Yandong is still that Lin Yandong, they did not have too many
intersections before.

What's the matter?

Leng Miao looked at him in these three steps and looked back, and said nothing, his
face was even darker-hey, who rarely makes friends with you.
After the two figures finally disappeared outside the prison gate, Xiao Tong appeared in
the shadow of the cell, leaning his arms against the wall, and looked at Lin Yandong in
silence.

He didn't speak, and finally Lin Yandong broke the silence, "You must have a lot of
words to ask me."

Xiao Tong: "Don't be passionate."

Lin Yandong smiled, "You ask, as long as I can answer, I will tell you."

Xiao Tong looked sideways, "Do you think you can believe this?"

Lin Yandong: "Maybe I just want to talk to you."

Saying that, Lin Yandong took off the beads on his wrist and looked at the lettering on it,
and there were a few traces of nostalgia in his eyes. "When I saw you again, I realized
that time has really passed. My past is only You know, I haven’t seen you in ten years,
and no one will tell me about the past."

Xiao Tongyuan wanted to sarcasm him, but he spoke to his mouth, but he was provoked
by long memories from his left sentence "past" and right sentence "time". The emotions
in my heart are like the red damask on the old stage, wrapped in circles and circles,
which is beautiful and suffocating.

"Shouldn't you desperately forget about the past." Xiao Tong finally said.

Those pasts that were full of nostalgia for him as if they were in the colorful glaze, but
for Lin Yandong, they may be disgraceful, humiliating, and even want to erase
memories. It is not important who decides who denied it.

There are two sides to the moon, and there must be darkness in the light.

The important thing is that now, Xiao Tong's hand is holding the stick in his waist with an
itchy hand, pressing down the excess emotion in his eyes, and then asking: "What do
you want to do in that copy?"
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After Tang Cuo left the copy, he glanced at the time, six hours before he entered the
copy. Probably because of the dream, the flow of time in the copy is not normal.

Here is his home in the e-zone with Jin Cheng. Tang Cuo opened the curtain and looked
at the situation outside, and found that the atmosphere outside seemed to be much
calmer. Not as tense and depressed as before, most of the living corpses on the street
are gone.

It seems that the problem of corpse poison has been solved. Tang Cuo thought a bit
and put out a signal representing "it's done." He did not rush to find Jin Cheng, first
checked the system panel to complete the addition.

【character】

No. k27216: Tang Cuo

Character points: 50

Force: 212

Intelligence: 161

Charm: 93

Rating: a
Health: 25%

*Survival is not easy, please make persistent efforts.

After finishing adding points, Tang Cuo still left 50 points for the purchase of potions. As
for other bits and pieces, there is Wen Xiaoming, a master of equipment, so he should
not be worried. As of now, Tangcuo's total points have exceeded 500 points, far higher
than the required points for upgrading from zone e to zone d, that is, 300 points.

In fact, after the copy of "The World", Tang Cuo has already met the upgrade
requirements, but only temporarily a crimson thing happened and she temporarily
shelved it.

The upgrade requirements of Yongye City are increasing in multiples, 100 points in zone
f to e, 300 points in zone e to d, 700 points in zone d to c, and so on, the difference is
100 and 200 respectively , 400, 800, 1600.

Tang Cuo thinks that maybe he can add another copy and go directly to c area.

Quickly glanced at the reward box, the copy of "Someone Under the Bed" is generally
rewarded, but there is something that Tang Cuo cares about, that is-

【Amulet of School Flower】

Category: Equipment

Quality: Normal

Description: Fortune props have a 25% chance to trigger "absolute defense" to isolate
all attacks. Duration 3 seconds, cooling time 1 hour.

Tang Cuo believes that if this thing is in Chi Yan's hands, the chance of triggering may
be 75%. However, the biggest gain of this trip is not the copy, but the trigger card of the
copy.

【greedy】
Category: Equipment

Quality: Rare

Description: The fifth card of the Seven Deadly Sins series. Consume half of the points
and all skills of all players within 5 meters of the radius for their own use. The effect of
using skills is halved for 5 minutes. Anti-bite effect: After use, all states of the player are
halved. (Number of remaining 23)

With such a powerful card in hand, of course, there is no reason to return it back, and
Quan Dang should solve the crimson remuneration. Tang Cuo turned to pour himself a
cup of hot water and threw a few chocolate beans into his mouth. When he saw his
reflection in the water, his face was no better than the handsome Li Li.

Two consecutive copies have a big impact on his soul. Although it will definitely benefit
a lot in the end, the disease can not be avoided in a short period of time. The most
obvious symptom is his pale face.

Rubbing his face with hot water, Tang Cuo went to look in the mirror again, looking at
the cheeks with no improvement, he chose to give up without expression.

Never mind.

Turning around, Tang Cuo was unsure where Jin Cheng was at the moment, and went
straight to the Ruby Tavern. When the players on the road met him, there were many
people who recognized him, and they all walked away subconsciously and did not dare
to provoke them.

A series of accidents in Yongye City made these ordinary players more cautious. The
living corpses on the roadside are a lesson. And when they saw Jin Cheng appear, they
were even more thankful for their circumvention.

"Going back?" Tang Cuo was a little surprised when he saw Jin Cheng, because looking
at where he was going, he clearly wanted to go home. They went to find someone, and
one went back, but they didn't run into it halfway.
"Still not catching up." Jin Cheng raised his mouth. "I wanted to get home before you
came out, so you don't have to run out."

"what happened?"

"No, it's your time to rest."

Jin Cheng saw Tang Cuo's pale face in a blink of an eye. In fact, after coming out of the
copy of "Human", neither of them had much rest. First, he was busy dealing with the
crimson, fighting again and again, and then Tang Cuo entered the copy again, without
thinking about how heavy the load was. Jin Cheng has been in Yongye City for a long
time, and his body has been constantly strengthened. He has long been used to this
rhythm, but Tangcuo is a newcomer after all.

"Let's go." Jin Cheng saw that he didn't speak, when he was so moved that he couldn't
speak, raised his hand over his shoulder, and walked back with half a push and a hug.

Tang Cuo put his hands in the trench coat pocket and glanced at him, "What about
crimson?"

Jin Cheng walked and said, "I'm still in the tavern. I left the river for half an hour. Half an
hour is enough for them to say goodbye. Then we will destroy the life box directly. This
is called remote operation."

Tangcuo: "I still have something to ask Jianghe."

"Very important?"

"Maybe."

"It's not as important as sleeping." Jin Cheng said in a tone of voice, clearly saying that
he cared about people, and he was stunned by him.

Tangcuo was speechless.

Jin Cheng then coaxed again and roughly explained what happened after he entered
the copy. Finally, he added: "Lilith and Lin Yandong both need time and can't come back
for the time being. Taking advantage of the intensive training now, we may have to
Hurry up and get "Yueyin" open."

"Yueyin Country?"

"Looking at Lin Yandong's meaning, the hidden copy of Yanyejin may be related to it."

While in prison, Rong Yi asked Lin Yandong if he knew which hidden copy Yan Yanjin
had entered. Lin Yandong didn't say clearly, but asked him to go back and ask Jin
Cheng and Tang Cuo, only saying that they would understand.

The hidden copy, which is related to Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, is only "Yueyin". In
addition, the music, Lin Yandong, and Black Hat are all related to this copy, and
customs clearance must be on the agenda.

Tang Cuozi will not have any objections to Jin Cheng's decision. Just looking at the
whole thing, what he was most puzzled by was not Ji Ning of the Vaccine Research
Institute, not Lin Yandong, but Rong Yi.

"Do you believe what he said? In his copy, he backtracked through the time to see the
squad of the Tushen Squad." he asked.

"What do you think of smart measures?" Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow.

"." Tang Cuo said nothing.

"Mr. Tang? Sir?" Jin Cheng changed his mouth, and then deliberately leaned over and
exhaled with his height against his ear. "Do you know what Mr. Husband means?"

"roll."

"Ai."
Jin Cheng verbally agreed that the behavior was still me, so I had to reach out and rub
Tang Cuo's hair. Tang Cuo felt that he was too greasy, but he didn't push people away.
He walked with his hands in his hands and took the wind, only when a large accessory
was hanging on his body.

Jin Cheng liked his cool.

"Rong Yi must have concealed something, but the matter of the Tushen Squad should
not be fake. I don't forget the past, the teacher of the hindsight, I have a hunch that the
history may repeat itself after the old things are mentioned again, we have to think
about The way to find out the old things first. It's just that they are too far away, I'm
afraid it will take some effort..."

The two said, and finally returned home. Jin Cheng urged Tang Cuo to take a shower,
and Tang Cuo took out his life box and threw it to him. "You can do it."

Jin Cheng sat on the sofa with the wooden box in his hand and leaned his head towards
the clock on the wall. It was estimated that the time was almost running, so he took out
a soldier doll similar to a nutcracker.

He clocked the doll and placed it next to the life box. The soldier pulled out the sword
from his waist and cut the wooden box repeatedly and mechanically. Although the force
is small, the superposition of countless times will still cause damage to the box.

At the same time, inside the Ruby Tavern.

Jianghe's arms were leaning against the door of the private room, silent, his eyes
drooping. In the private room are Zheng Yingying and Crimson. After all, Zheng
Yingying did not let the river in. Jiang He didn't want Zheng Yingying to be alone with
Crimson. She was afraid that what she should not hear was affected by Crimson, but
Zheng Yingying insisted.

Inside the room, one big and one small face to face, but no one spoke.
Time ran slowly until Jin Cheng gave the half-hour time limit of the last five minutes.
Crimson finally raised his head and opened his eyes to the little **** the opposite side.

"I'm going to die soon, right?" She had foreseen the shock of the soul coming from the
life box, and there was a trace of sarcasm on her lips. "I'm going to die, he doesn't dare
to come to see me."

This sarcasm can't tell whether she is even to herself or to the river. But her heart was
miraculously peaceful, and there was no fear of death.

Perhaps this is due to k. She is still very surprised that she would even give away the
past to K and Pan, just like they never knew it, that is, a simple talker and listener.
Through the narration, Crimson recalled many things that she had forgotten, and also
remembered what she looked like when she first came to Yongye City.

Jiang He said that Zheng Yingying was very much like her at the time, maybe it was.

It was at this moment that the pain hit her crimson head, and her face was pale, but she
could bear it without showing pain. Seeing this, Zheng Yingying finally said, "I will not let
him see you."

"Oh." Crimson chuckled unclearly, "You have the nameless blade, right?"

Zheng Yingying frowned.

Crimson continued to speak, but the pain made her curl up, and her voice became
intermittent, and her beautiful eyes stared at Zheng Yingying, "You will not end well..."

"That's not your business."

"Do you think I'm provoking a divorce? The human being is dying... Its words are also
good... Do you hold the nameless blade and think that it will be much better than me?
Jianghe will abandon me... Naturally...abandon you... …"
With that, crimson laughed lowly. But the pain caused her to spit out a sudden spit of
blood, and the whole person lay prone on the ground, laughing while coughing up
blood, like crazy.

Zheng Yingying couldn't listen to the words "give up", his right hand subconsciously
grasped the handle of the knife, and his eyes were ruthless. Jianghe opened the door
and walked in, holding her wrist and shaking her head.

Crimson heard the footsteps, raised his head with the last trace of strength, and saw the
river protecting Zheng Yingying, and the tears came down suddenly.

For so many years, Jianghe only saw her cry once, when she first met.

This is the second time.

He froze, his eyes slamming into his tears, a little moved, and the crimson smiled again.
She cried and smiled, staring at them deadly, and murmured a repetition in her mouth,
"Different ways...not like plotting...ha...different ways are not plotting--"

The last word stuck in her throat.

The doll villain shattered his life box, and a generation of witches have since died.

Jiang He's heart seemed to be grabbed, suddenly breathless, because Crimson still
looked at him, and the last sentence was like a curse hovering in his mind.

This was what he said to Crimson.

Zheng Yingying's hand grasping Jianghe was tightening, and the pain made Jianghe
look back, turning his head to meet Zheng Yingying's paranoid gaze. "You are not
allowed to see her." Zheng Yingying said.

Outside the room, Wen Xiaoming and Chi Yan squatting at the corner of the room
exchanged their gossip experiences. Hearing the movements inside, they sighed. It's
hard to believe that Crimson died like this, how vigorous it was before death, and how
silent it was when he died.
How to say it, or their boss and brother Tang Niu.

Shaking his head, Wen Xiaoming put this emotion behind him, and then glanced at the
place where Leng Miao and Rong Yi had just left.

"How do you say Miao Qi is gone?" he asked Chi Yan. If it weren't for Leng Miao and
Easy Death just now, Wen Xiaoming almost forgot that this hard brother and brother
who were kidnapped together by the innocent.

"I know, maybe it's like that of Meng Yufei, and it has become a corpse." Chi Yan said.

"Oh I'm going, there is Meng Yufei."

"Yes."

"You said it's too late to find him now to make up a knife?"

"I think it's okay, it's too good. I'm very good at patching."

Wen Xiaoming and Chi Yan were discussing the plan to make up the knife. In that box,
Meng Yufei, who was remembered by them, was staring at the knife piercing the head
with wide eyes.

"Poof." Meng Yufei stretched out his hand to grab the opponent, but it was in vain.

He could not have imagined that he would lie on the ground as a living corpse. But no
matter how, this is Zheng Yingying's hand, Zheng Yingying has the ability, he
recognized.

But now? He was actually killed by a little guy who could be crushed to death!

Qian Wei!

A kid with such an ordinary name!

The other party also deliberately detoxified him, and then put the knife into the hands of
other living corpses. While he was just awake, he killed him with the knife of the living
corpse, and he didn't need to go to jail!

Meng Yufei's eyes were split and angry, but this could not change the fact that he went
to jail immediately.

After he turned away, Qian Wei fell to the ground and patted his chest with cold sweat.
After swallowing hard, he twisted his stiff neck and looked at Peng Mingfan standing
beside him.

"Peng Peng, like this, will he come to revenge after he is released from prison?"

"Of course." Peng Mingfan answered him affirmatively.

"What should we do? We can't beat him if we want to fight!" Qian Wei collapsed
suddenly. A few hours ago, he originally followed Tang Cuo and rushed to the central
area, but his slow speed fell behind. Later, Tang Cuo and Crimson War, Jin Cheng then
arrived, and another war, he dare to run forward, a small soldier basket, has been hiding
in the periphery.

When the matter settled, he didn't know if he should step forward to say hello to Jin
Cheng. Fortunately, Peng Mingfan happened to come out of the copy and the two met
outside the game hall.

Seeing Peng Mingfan, he was like seeing a long-lost relative, busy telling him what
happened while he was away. Anyway, Peng Mingfan listened, changed the low-key
style of the past, and immediately took the corpse poison from other players, and then
took him to kill Meng Yufei.

The cadaver antidote was eventually snatched by a team in Area B, and diluted with
water and sold in batches at high prices. Of course, the players of Yongye City are not
onion heads, and the team's business has been set up for a long time before it has
been doing business.
A dogfight.

At this moment, Peng Mingfan took off his glasses and wiped the blood spilled on it,
then put it back on again and said, "Meng Yufei is a madman. You have already made
enmity with him. There is no other way but to die. I will let you be careful Be cautious,
don’t show your way, it’s not that you will be beaten back and forth."

Qian Wei scratched his head, seemingly incomprehensible, "Oh, oh..."

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After Crimson's death, Yongye City ushered in a rare peace period. The traffic of pubs in
various districts surged within a day. Most of the players were drinking and fighting, and
the clamoring made people nostalgic.

Chi Yan and Wen Xiaoming are among them.

The gathering of the three Musketeers on April Fools Day turned into empty talk after
all. Chi Yan and Wen Xiaoming went to find Meng Yufei to make up the sword. When
they didn't find it, when they returned, Zheng Yingying and Jiang He also left.

Chi Yan felt that the little girl had no loyalty and said that she would gather together, but
she didn’t even keep a contact when she left. Wen Xiaoming kept thinking about the
sentence when Crimson died, "Dao is not different, it's good."
It's just that the words change, "Who tells you righteousness, but you don't want to
worship with you."

Chi Yan felt aggrieved, so he went to his Tang brother to complain. Wen Xiaoming
looked at the back of his departure, exposing the old father's helpless expression,
sighed in his heart, and turned to continue to search for information about the vaccine
research institute.

Chi Yan had accompanied him to the Fantasy Infinite Market for an hour ago, but he
had little gains, so he had a pub tour. When sitting in the tavern, Wen Xiaoming realized
that today was Chi Yan's birthday.

This young boy, who was always screaming, was a sophomore, greeted his adult
ceremony in Yongye City, and drank the first drink of his life.

"Brother Xiaoming!" After a few steps, he turned back and waved. Wen Xiaoming looked
at him suspiciously, and saw that he had a "six" gesture, shook it, and shouted:

"There will be good luck!"

"Got it!" Wen Xiaoming was infected with his lips upturned.

At this moment, he finally showed the difference between Yu Yi's Ou and Chi Yan's Ou.
Most of the emperors relied on his own judgment and his luck, and Chi Yan's younger
brother believed in good luck.

Besides, Chi Yan, he ran to find Tang Cuo, who was catching up with Tang Cuo who
was sleeping, but hadn't got up yet. Jin Cheng opened the door for him and asked him
clearly what was going on outside, so he was here to accompany Tang Cuo and went
out on his own.

Chi Yan was originally energetic and didn't feel sleepy. Anyhow, when she dipped in the
sofa, she fell asleep, and after a long time she slept, she didn't even have time to move
out of the room to sleep in the big bed.
When I woke up again, it was dark. Chi Yan looked out of the window like a more
ancient moon, rubbed his bird's nest and sat up, not knowing how long he slept.

He subconsciously squinted his sleepy eyes to find Tang Cuo, and walked to the door,
but heard a faint ambiguous voice coming from inside. His desire to survive made him
stop, and fled like a thief to escape from the door of the room, very fast, as if someone
was chasing behind.

At the entrance, Chi Yan saw the shoes off the ground, and it was determined that Jin
Cheng was back. Chi Yan couldn't help but make up for such a situation, and
succeeded in making himself a blush.

Put on your shoes and get out of the door-he went to buy food for his brother Tang, and
he never escaped.

After a long time, Chi Yan has not returned. Tang Cuo took a shower and came out and
saw Jin Cheng leaning against the window and smoking. A little scarlet between fingers,
the moon is like jade behind, turned his head, the scar on his face was conspicuous, his
pants loosely hooked the hip bone, and he was not wearing clothes, lean and strong.

Scar beauty, beauty is beautiful, is too wild.

"Pinch." Tang Cuo loves to see beautiful women smoking, but hates the smell of smoke.

Jin Cheng smiled and hooked Tang Cuo's waist. He couldn't help but say that he had
filled his mouth with cigarettes. He had to choke people before he admitted wrong. His
confession was like a rogue, holding Tang Cuo from the back like a large sloth. He could
hang on the tree all the time, hang from the bedroom to the living room, and then collide
with Chi Yan who came back from buying food.

Chi Yan: My European Emperor buff seems to have a problem.

Jin Cheng was completely free of the embarrassment of being smashed. He glanced
generously at the takeaway in his hand and said, "Brother, your brother can't eat hot
and sour powder today. You bought it wrong. "
Tang Cuo's face was black, but his bones were soft and he was too lazy to hit people.
He gave Jin Cheng a cold glance and pronounced his death with his eyes.

Chi Yan laid out the tableware cautiously, and could not help aiming at the small eyes
while swinging. He felt that Jin Cheng was able to die that way, a large part came from
his Tang brother's indulgence.

You see, his face is so dark, and people can get so close.

Tang Cuo didn't eat hot and sour powder in the end. He ate the buns from East Cross
Street that Chi Yan bought in F District, and the signature beef noodles that are said to
be newly opened noodle restaurants.

After talking about the business, Jin Cheng originally planned to let Chi Yan temporarily
follow Wen Xiaoming, but Chi Yan shook his head.

"I want to make a copy with Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan, is it okay?" He looked at Tang
Cuo and Jin Cheng with his eyes open, his eyes full of hope to be recognized, "I just
started following the copy of Sister An Ning, and later Rong Yi Brother took me for a
while, and I think I have grown a lot. Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan are not much worse
than me. I have good luck and should not be divided into difficult copies."

After hearing this, Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow. The little brother is pretty good and has
his own plans.

Following An Ning and Rong Yi, Chi Yan has learned a lot of knowledge that
newcomers cannot reach, and has taken a lot of detours. But because of this, he did not
sharpen enough. It is now time for him to go out on his own. A person is too dangerous.
It is inevitable that someone will recognize him as the younger brother of Jin Cheng and
Tang Cuo, which might cause him trouble. Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan are good
players in the low-level zone, but they are not too prominent. It is most suitable to be
with them.

Tang Cuo thought the same way, "Did you tell them?"
Chi Yan nodded quickly, "I told Ai Wei and Peng Peng about Meng Yufei's things before,
and Peng Peng asked me to ask your opinion."

Tang Cuo: "You decide."

Chi Yan: "OK!"

Things were settled so happily.

There are still three days before Chi Yan triggers the mandatory mission. Peng Mingfan
just issued a copy, and Qian Wei was not in a hurry, so the three decided to go to the
training ground to run in, familiarize themselves with each other's skills, and then set off.

To Tangcuo's surprise, Rong Yi and Leng Miao are still checking Miao Qi's whereabouts.
But instead of both caring about Miao Qi, it is better to talk about Lin Yandong.

Lin Yandong asked Rongyi not to embarrass Miaoqi, but Miaoqi disappeared in a scuffle
with Wudao.

"Rong Yi didn't pay much attention to Lin Yandong's affairs before." Jin Cheng leaned
his arms on the window and leaned his head to look at Yongye City outside. Tang Cuo
stood on the other side of the window and said, "He may have found something in
prison."

Jin Cheng: "But he stared at us, we happened to be lazy. Recently, we are too busy, we
have no time for dating."

Tang Cuo: "."

Jin Cheng’s two-player mode in The Land of the Moon is called the “dating mode”, and
he travels at public expense, just as he firmly believes that Theodore and Lancelot are
in love.

Tang Cuo declined to comment because he knew how to get along with Jin Cheng.
Sometimes you have to follow him, the more you refute, the harder he is.
Facts have proved that Jin Cheng is really a person who can love each other without
changing his face at the tomb.

On the third day of entering the fourth ring of "The Country of the Moon", Tang Cuo and
Jin Cheng were besieged in the underground mausoleum, facing the army of undead.

Strictly speaking, it was Theodore and Lancelot who strayed into the mausoleum of
Louis XIV, the last king of the legendary Tucha dynasty.

The mausoleum is located in the Locke Kingdom.

In the second ring "Song of the Wind", Tang Cuo has heard of this place name. The
Locke Kingdom was a gathering place for necromancers. It was also an important
province in the dark period and the Tucha dynasty. Louis XIV would choose to build a
tomb here, which is also reasonable.

As for Theodore, he left the Ivy League office in the Principality of France shortly after
he left the Elven Forest. At that time he had been there for a year, and at the end of the
year, he began to travel the mainland as originally planned.

Lancelot gained the friendship of the elven prince McCain in the forest of elves. A forest
concert made him famous. The name of the minstrel Lancelot gradually spread across
the continent of Sicily.

Fate made the two meet on the journey, so they went together and came to the
Kingdom of Locke.

The storyline that can be intercepted by the system and used as a copy mission must
have the figure of the Rose Sect. It was they who made the legendary tomb reappear
day by day, and such a big movement could not conceal everyone, so many
adventurers and bounty hunters gathered here.

Among them were Theodore and Lancelot in disguise, where they also met old friends,
Buzz and Pastor Peter from Song of the Wind.
The immortal king gives eternal life.

This is where the faith of the Rose Sect is.

In "Song of the Wind Song", Lancelot's friend Buzz and pastor Peter both took
advantage of the sacrificial circle of the Sect of Rose to resurrect. According to the Ivy
League, they are very likely to be the carrier of the resurrection of Louis XIV.

[Thousands of years later, as time goes by, the immortal rose will definitely bloom again]

The language circulated on the mainland said so, but in the end it was Buzz or Peter.

Tang Cuo speculates that the purpose of the rose sect to open the mausoleum was to
welcome the return of Louis XIV. This is at least an important part of the return, so that
Baz and Peter Qiqi appeared here to explain.

How could the mausoleum of Louis XIV be so easy to break, even the sect of roses
could not break all the organs and traps inside. Not to mention the fact that there is still
an army of undead forces, which has caused heavy losses on either side.

For Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, fighting and cracking the organs are all good at it, so
although the situation is chaotic, it is fairly easy. What Tangcuo cares most about is the
title of the fourth ring, "Pale Heart".

Black Hat listed four things when it promulgated the movement: Black Dragon, Pale
Heart, Drach Gem, and Forgive Tinder. Among them, the Drach gem is the production
of the third ring of "Elven Forest", and it was automatically drawn into the black hat by
the system before it was obtained.

Pale heart, isn't this one of those four things?

This is destined to make white hats for black hats.

But they also want to see what medicine is sold in the black hat gourd, naturally will not
deliberately make trouble. The copy continued to advance, and the survivors who broke
into the tomb finally opened the last door and saw the coffin made of Louis XIV pure
gold.

In the round tomb, the high dome is inlaid with hollow flower windows, much like the
style of the country of the moon. The golden coffin was placed in the center. The coffin
was engraved with complicated rose patterns, and the magic array on the ground was
exactly the same as the well of time in the country of the moon.

The coffin opened and it was empty.

Everyone wondered where the corpse of Louis XIV was. If he was not here, where
would it be? They lost so many people in their desperation, and found a clothing
mound?

Even the Rose sect does not seem to anticipate this situation.

Pastor Peter tightly grasped the edge of the coffin, the joints were white, and the green
muscles burst. His expression was quite calm, but his eyes were obscure and
inexplicable, which made people feel terrible.

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound of "click" above his head. He looked up and saw
that the flower window was broken, and a familiar smiling face appeared by the window.

"Huh? It's empty." Aesop the rebel.

There was still a man standing behind him. Although he was wearing a red robe and a
hood, he could be seen from the figure and the faint ray of red hair that this person was
Baz. Freckled red-haired Buzz.

He used to be a poor but happy teenager, but now his hood covers his face, his jaw is
slightly tight, and there is no smile on the corner of his mouth.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng hid outside the crowd and watched, not stepping forward
easily. At the moment when he saw Baz, Tangcuo remembered the sentence in his
suicide note again-
[The news of my death, I hope only Feng knows]

I don't know why, this sentence is the biggest touch to Tang Cuo in the whole copy. He
will always remember Buzz running in the wind, his hair fluffy, like a dandelion.

Such a buzz, wrote his last words on a hard winter night, when he must have thought
that he would be resurrected.

Just like Tang Cuo on April Fools' Day, he would never have imagined that he would
stand here with Jin Cheng today.

Buzz didn’t find them, but Aesop smelled the familiar familiar smell in the air, and looked
over with a smile, "Let me take a look, our two lovely children, meet again."

Everyone was shocked, not knowing who he was talking about.

Peter Huoran turned around, but quickly found Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng hidden in the
crowd and saw through their disguise. He murmured slightly, "It's you."

Seeing that they couldn't hide it, the two came out of the pretence without pretending to
be.

"Baz." Jin Cheng saw Baz's shoulder trembling, and the hand hidden in his sleeve
clenched his fists. He seemed to want to step forward, but after all, he couldn't get past
Aesop.

Aesop chuckled, and tassel earrings shook with his movements, shaking them upset.

"Make a deal, you killed Peter, I will let Buzz meet with you alone, how is it? Anyway,
Peter is also a rose sect, you are going to kill him." Aesop suggested smiling.

"Aesop, you are a blatant rebellion." Peter took a deep breath and finally recovered the
peace of the past. He looked up quietly at Aesop and confronted him far away.

Aesop spread his hand, "Are you the first day you met my rebel Aesop?"
Peter Stuffed. He knew that Aesop had no fear, and there had already been divisions
within the Rose sect, and some people stood behind Aesop in support of his claim. If he
only aimed at himself, the sect would never liquidate him.

Fortunately, most sectarians still prefer themselves. Thinking about this, Peter took out
something similar to a dry longan, black-black, but larger than the average longan.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng didn't know what this was, but Aesop recognized it, narrowed
his eyes, and said, "Pale heart. They gave it to you."

"Pale heart?!"

"That's the pale heart of Louis XIV??"

In the exclamation, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng secretly exchanged glances, but did not
expect that this thing would look like this. Judging from Aesop's reaction, this pale heart
may be the key to the Rose School's tomb trip.

Tang Cuo quietly opened the task panel and glanced again. The main task has not
changed-destroying the magic circle.

In the sparkle between fire and electricity, Aesop shot out, ignoring the presence of
other Rose sects here, and the black umbrella pointed directly at Peter. But how could
these people easily let Aesop succeed and quickly stepped forward to block it.

The next second, Peter cut his palm. The spitting blood infiltrated the "longan", but
when it blinked, it seemed to be alive and its heart beating vigorously.

"Plop, plop..." The frequency of the jump was slow at first, and then gradually
accelerated. "Longan" sucked up blood and gradually swelled. The dark skin also
revealed a hint of dark red.

Soon Tang Cuo discovered that it was really a heart!

"Give up, Aesop." Peter held the heart, and the blood dripping from the heart penetrated
into the magic circle engraved on the ground, and the dark gold lines began to glow. He
looked at Aesop, and then crossed him to Baz, who was still on the dome. His eyes
were filled with compassion. "Even if you have a pale heart, how can the thin child
endure the inheritance of roses?"

Aesop snorted, and the black umbrella slammed open the two blockers. "It will take a try
to know."

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 153: Pale

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There was a dogfight in the tomb.

Although ordinary adventurers and bounty hunters do not know why the Rose sect
should be infighted, this is a golden opportunity. If you don’t take action at this time,
when will you wait?

The highest force value here is Aesop.

The Rose sect couldn't stop him for much time, and the adventurers were reluctant to
directly confront him. Besides, the pale heart was in Peter's hands, and of course they
all besieged Peter.

Peter is on the way to awaken the magic circle, and he can't leave the range of the
magic circle at all. Under such a large-scale attack, he can't resist it. But he knew that
Aesop would not let the pale heart fall into the hands of others, which is the key to
inheritance.

Sure enough, the opened black umbrella landed in front of Peter, the defensive magic
was fully opened, and all the attacks were stopped. Of course, Peter didn't like it either.
The umbrella handle raided and directly hit his wrist holding the pale heart, knocking the
thumping heart directly into the air.

"Hold it!"

In the cry of surprise, an adventurer squad came out suddenly. Four people went to stop
Aesop, and another went straight to the pale heart, reaching out impatiently to catch it.

It was at this moment that the neglected Peter sacrificed his magic wand, circled the tip
of the wand, flung forward, and exited the spell. A large transparent hand formed in the
void, grabbed the pale heart instantly, and recaptured it.

The situation has returned to its original point.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng took a step back before the scuffle. The so-called snipe
fighting for fishermen benefited. Their goal was to destroy the magic circle instead of
gaining inheritance. There was no need to go through this muddy water.

At this moment, a red priest appeared suddenly behind Buzz, with a dagger on his neck,
and Aesop stopped sharply. Aesop sneered, "The priest in red shoots the candidate
personally, and you are not afraid of breaking the rules."

The other party was disgusted, "Vincent was killed by you in a manor abroad in France,
right? Don't think that everything you do can be concealed from the past, traitors and
scum like you, I want to clear on behalf of the sect you!"

Wen Yan, Tang Cuo's heart moved slightly, Vincent, the Principality of France, this
should be the red priest appeared in the second ring of "Song of Wind Song", and was
later killed by Aesop.
Vincent was with Peter again, and Aesop was separated from them by a vendetta. It
seems that this level of infighting was very deep and could not be easily resolved.

"Then you will accompany him to hell." Aesop's figure flashed and appeared in the air,
using the umbrella as a stick, and the umbrella tip gathered a brilliant magical light and
slammed into the other without hesitation.

The red priest was shocked, not understanding why Buzz was in his hand, and Aesop
could still be so carefree. It was then that he felt a slack in his hand and looked
down—an ugly puppet with a big slap lying on his palm and grinned at him.

Goblin avatar!

Hit it!

In the flashlight, Aesop swung his arm around the tip of the umbrella 180 degrees, and
pointed it at Peter. The torrent of magic spewed out in an instant, and he looked at Peter
in amazement.

The priest in red flashed to stop, but his body just moved, and he noticed a dangerous
self attack. With the staff in the back, he turned back in angrily, "law enforcement
team?!"

There are six red armbands and black armor knights.

"You colluded with the law enforcement team!?" The red priest was hit and hit the coffin
with a broken rib, but his eyes were still staring at Aesop.

"The law enforcement team is responsible for clearing up all the heretics that hinder the
development of the sect, aren't you?" Aesop smiled, holding the black umbrella in his
left hand and placing his right hand in front of his chest.

"Dare you?!" The red priest broke off, pointing his forehead, and several successive
walls of fire were erected. In the blazing fire, he stood in the center of the flame, glaring.

There was light on the staff again, look at that posture-it was a rose bomb!
Tang Cuo still remembers the power of this thing, and the red priest was secretly
decisive enough to even burn the jade. But the people of the law enforcement team are
not vegetarian. Their black armor seems not to be afraid of fire at all. Half of them
rushed to the red priest and half of them were responsible for intercepting the remaining
members of the Rose sect.

Although Peter was lucky to survive on Aesop's hand, he was extremely embarrassed
at the moment. The pale heart was still in his hand, but the magic circle had not yet fully
awakened. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly the pale heart was thrown
in the direction of Tangcuo.

Misfortune leads east.

Aesop narrowed his eyes and understood his calculations, but the tip of the umbrella
turned and aimed at Tangcuo. Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng can no longer watch the wall,
without further utterance, the two immediately separated, one to the left and one to the
right.

Jin Cheng flicked the small harp while running at speed. The sound wave oscillated, but
it was gentle and melodious, with little lethality, but it happened to blow out the pale
heart by coincidence.

The red, beating heart crossed the tomb, and everyone's eyes moved with it. They held
out their hands one after another and tried their best to pounce on it.

But at this moment, the rose exploded and the bomb exploded, and the violent impact
struck all those who dared to be close, and spit blood.

In the thick smoke, a string of dolls suddenly swayed from the window of the dome in
the manner of a monkey fishing for the moon. Shaking, extending his stubby hands, he
hugged the flying heart.

"Giggle." The puppet grinned, a dozen puppets, each with their own laughter. The
laughter was superimposed together, plus the ugly appearance, the mouth with an
exaggerated grin to the ear, it was creepy.
"Stop them!"

Someone quickly reacted, and an attack hit the puppet, but it was decisively stopped by
the long sword of the black armor knight. The puppets hummed up, pulled one by one,
and returned to the window in a blink of an eye.

A hand with a cocoon, but it could be seen as a teenager, appeared in the sight of
everyone and took the heart from the puppet. He cut his palm like Peter, wrapped his
heart with blood, and then dripped from the heart, through the broken window, and into
the magic circle.

This is the real Buzz.

Tang Cuo glanced at him with a distracted look, turned around, and fencing to block the
attacks of the two black knights. When the opponent pressed down with all his strength,
Tang Cuo was forced to bend his knees, but then he suddenly swept his legs and
attacked from the bottom, breaking the game instantly.

Turning in one step, rushing forward in two steps, and breaking the armor in three steps,
Tangcuo instantly abolished a black armor knight in the toughest way.

Jin Cheng on the other side faced Aesop alone, and the rest of the adventurers and
bounty hunters were mostly dead and wounded, with few survivors. Even the red priest
was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and if he had chest ups and downs, he was
dead.

Even worse than them are the members of the Rose Sect, who were completely wiped
out by the law enforcement team in an extremely tragic way, without a live mouth. Blood
was dripping from the sword, and the law enforcement team stared at Peter again.

Peter staggered over his heart but couldn't take care of them. He looked up at Buzz and
was meeting him.

There was fire burning in the eye.

"Give it to me!" Peter raised his staff to Buzz, and he couldn't care so much. The magic
circle is about to be awakened, and even with the last breath, he will complete the
inheritance.

There was a trace of confusion in Buzz's eyes, and the hand holding the pale heart
shook with a lack of confidence.

Peter's attack didn't fall on Buzz. Aesop blasted Jin Cheng at the first blow, and hurried
back to block him. The black umbrella opened, and the stubborn defense allowed all
attacks to automatically fall off the sides of the umbrella. Aesop frowned at Peter, and a
trace of hair slipped from his cheeks.

Up to now, in addition to this mess of hair, his clothing is still intact, and he has to sigh
the strength of the rebel Aesop.

Peter fell short of it and spit out blood.

The black iron knight lifted his sword and killed, but at the crucial moment Jin Cheng
was inserted horizontally. The knight covered by the mask with only a pair of eyes
looked coldly at Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng smiled and shrugged, but his movements were
unambiguous.

How do the fishermen benefit from the snipe fighting? Theodore and Lancelot are not
Aesop's opponents after all. As soon as Peter dies, Aesop must kill them and kill him.

No matter how infighting the rose sect, Aesop should not want him to kill Peter and
other members of the rose sect.

The battle started again.

"Lancelot!" Tang Cuo sighed, Jin Cheng understood, and immediately withdrew.
Simultaneously withdrawing, a dangling and rotating cube passed by him and landed in
the center of the remaining three black armor knights.

[Doom Magic], trigger skill: poisoning.

Upon seeing this, Aesop's eyes glanced over a trace of amazement. I don't know what
kind of magic weapon this was, but it even had this effect, because even he himself was
successful. He immediately fetched it, and something changed behind the clinker.

He turned back suddenly, angrily: "Roger Reid!"

His Excellency Roger Reed, the supervisor from the Ivy League, received the summons
from Theodore.

Roger Reed didn't talk too much, and didn't even give Aso an extra look, and the black
cane hit Baz's hand with a pale heart.

Buzz was locked in his aura, and his body was too rigid to move, but it was because of
fear that his hands shook and his pale heart fell from his palm.

The red heart passed through the broken window, and in the dim sky, the path fell into
the golden coffin.

The magic circle has become great.

The pale heart seemed to be the last switch. When it fell into the coffin, the roses
engraved on the outer wall of the coffin came to life. The blood red, infiltrated the golden
lines, and the blossoming red roses quietly bloomed. The branches stretched, the rose
climbed over the coffin, and spread out along the lines of the magic circle, and in a blink
of an eye filled the small room.

Roger Reid's eyes were low, and Aesop was not much better, because both Peter and
Buzz had fed blood to the pale heart, so who is the inheritance?

Thinking about this, Aesop couldn't help but glared at Roger Reid. If it wasn't for his
sudden appearance, he would kill Peter now, so as to prevent future troubles.

Suddenly, the rose's expansion stopped again.

The surviving people all looked in the direction of Rose's stagnation. Tangcuo knelt on
one knee, inserted the Sword of Judgment into the magic circle with both hands, and
nailed Rose to the ground.

Rose couldn't move forward, the light of the magic circle flickered and dimmed. The next
second, the vine began to climb up the sword of adjudication again, ignoring the sharp
blade that would cut itself, and soon, the thorn of the rose also pierced the skin of Tang
Cuo's hand.

The sound of the small harp sounded at the right time. That was the whisper of the lover
at sunset. It was gentle and peaceful.

Roger Reid also seized the right time to shoot, he wants to resolve Aesop as soon as
possible, ruined here. Fortunately, Aesop has been consumed a lot by repeated battles
and fell into the disadvantage.

Peter has been overwhelmed by roses, and Buzz, who hasn't come down from the
flower window, looks nervously at Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng below, and his worry is
overwhelming.

But only Jin Cheng saw that Tang Cuo's blood slid down the blade of the sword and fell
on the rose petals. The petals trembled slightly, and the red glowed.

The light seemed to flash by, but it was continuously passed back to the coffin. The
heart full of blood beats faster, and it seems a little excited.

"thump."

"thump."

"thump."

The heartbeat gradually synchronized with Tangcuo's heartbeat, causing a trace of

blush to appear on Tangcuo's cheeks.
Jin Cheng felt awkward in his heart that he saw that Aesop and Roger Reed didn't seem
to notice the situation here, and immediately blocked Tang Cuo with his body.

Fortunately, Tang Cuo's anomaly did not last long, and he quickly sobered up.

Unexpectedly, when Tangcuo pulled the sword of ruling from the ground, the rose
suddenly withered from the periphery. The magic circle's light gradually weakened.

The two exchanged a look, without saying a word, they tried their best.

The ethereal piano sound is accompanied by the ruling Shenghui, which means that the
evil rose is naturally lost. At least in Peter's opinion.

"No!!!" Peter rose from the withered rose bush, struggling to reach out to the coffin.

Jin Cheng was a step faster than him. Several of them came to the side of the coffin,
picked up the long sword that the black armor knight dropped, and cut the sword to the
coffin.

Tang Cuo followed, passing by a black armor knight who had collapsed on the ground
because of serious injuries and poisoning.

The two met smoothly at the side of the coffin. By covering each other, Jin Cheng
quietly put away the heart in the broken coffin plate. Just put it in the equipment bar of
the system, without knowing it.

They just looked up back to back and found Buzz saw everything.

"How to do?"

"."

"You said that if we killed Bartz, would the system directly descend to Sky Thunder to
kill us."

"You can not speak."

Ooc is not terrible, what is terrible is the boyfriend's crow mouth.

After all, murder is a bad act. People are kind-hearted. Jin Xiaocheng still decided to be
a good person, so Chong Baz blinked in a hint. Buzz quickly covered his mouth and
shook his head desperately, as if to ensure that he would not speak.

The pitiful look made people feel distressed.

"Why is this copy playing, we both have the temperament to be big villains?"

"."

"Rose..." Jin Cheng suddenly thought of something, and was happy. "So the bouquet of
roses on my grave head was sent by you? You have been in love with me long ago,
right?"

"To shut up."

Don Cuo don't overdo it.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for successfully completing the fourth round of the serial
mission "The Country of the Moon": Pale Heart. Difficulty: Difficult. Rating: a. Earned
character points: 80."

"Please check the system panel for personal rewards."

"Welcome back to Yongye City!"

"Ding!"

"A pale heart was detected. According to the decree issued by the No. 5 movement, this
item belongs to the player d11119."
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In the living room, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng sat face to face. The desire to survive made
Jin Cheng give up the question of asking the rose, and it became a serious matter when
it came to his mouth. "Before I issued the copy, I grabbed the description of the pale
heart, that is the heart of Louis XIV. Dig before death. from."

Tang Cuo: "He dug himself?"

Jin Cheng nodded, he remembered that there was a long list of descriptions, but he
gave a clear explanation of the specific origin of the pale heart, just like Theodore's
nightingale and the sword of ruling.

"Louis XIV spied on the secrets of immortality and tried to set foot in the forbidden area
of ​the gods, causing the gods to anger. He should have foreseen God's punishment in
advance, so he dug his own heart before the punishment arrived and left a way for
himself."

Tang Cuo: "Why did Theodore finally accept the heritage?"

Jin Cheng spread his hand, "What is Theodore's family badge?"

Tang Cuo: "Rose."

Jin Cheng: "The rose and the rose are actually the same origin."
Then this gave birth to a very interesting guess-if Theodore is a rose.

Tang Cuo also remembered the first ring of "The Death of the Poet". In the country of
Yueyin surrounded by yellow sand, traces of the bard poet Lancelot can be found
everywhere. A book written by Lancelot in his childhood was in a book in the library of
the Magic School.

[When I grow up, I must find the most beautiful flower in the world and bring it back to
the country of the moon. 】

Lancelot finally brought back the rose.

Theodore is the rose. They died together by the well of time, and then the rose opened
the city.

The country of Yueyin was once the capital of the Tucha dynasty.

"Peter and Baz have put a lot of blood. They are still so-called candidates and strong
competitors, but they still have no rivals in the end. This is like a blood issue." Tang Cuo
said.

"Theodore must also be very puzzled, and if he wants to solve this doubt, he will
definitely go back to the Baihua Kingdom and seek answers from his family." Jin Cheng
thought, touching his chin.

Theodore wants to go back. Lancelot, as his friend and the only insider, will certainly
accompany him. Well, the fifth ring of "Yueyin Kingdom" is mostly set in the Baihua
Kingdom.

It's useless to guess.

Because it has been three or four days into the copy, the two decided to go out to eat a
meal, explore the situation of Yongye City, and then open the next ring.

Half an hour later, Shaxian snacks.

Tang Cuo didn't know how Jin Cheng could find such a small shop with such an
orthodox style hidden in Xuanjiao. In a trance, he thought he was still alive, and when
he went out, he could see high-rise buildings, bustling traffic, and turned his head to see
the price of food--oh, it turned out to be dead.

A plate of chicken drumstick rice, even in the skyrocketing prices of 2019, will not cost
8,000 yuan.

Jin Cheng sent news to Wen Xiaoming through the post office. The post office is
officially opened by Yongye City, and the price is expensive, but it is the only way to
make more convenient, faster and more intimate contact in each district.

After all, Yongye City has no Internet, and communication items are also lacking in
various props. Only the post office relies on the system to accurately deliver messages
among players.

Wen Xiaoming was determined to develop the Yongyecheng version of the

communication device. Even if it is not as convenient as a smartphone, at least a bp
machine.

After another half an hour, the two waited until Wen Xiaoming, and bought one get one
free and waited until Zhang San. Zhang San, Yu Yiyi's teammates, because their looks
and names are too passers-by, they have an impressive magical presence.

The two are working together to track down the vaccine institute.

Zhang San came straight to the point: "We found that Ji Ning of the Vaccine Research
Institute knew Yan Yan, and not only the relationship between the fortune teller and the
customer. Before that, they knew each other."

"That's right." Wen Xiaoming nodded. "So who exactly Yanye is doing for him needs a
question mark."

Ji Ning? Or Lin Yandong?

Does Lin Yandong know the relationship between Yanye and Jining?

Jin Cheng knocked at the table with his fingers and asked, "What else? Did you find
something else?"

Wen Xiaoming said: "Before this, the Vaccine Research Institute has been very
peaceful, that is, a team of players specializing in drug props. Usually selling pharmacy,
earning some money, changing some equipment, there is no one who does not open
eyes to find them trouble The members recruited in this institute are all masters in this
field, but there are other teams that want to dig corners, not digging, and have caused
some friction. But this kind of noisy things, Yongye City has more to go Now."

"Yanye knew Ji Ning, perhaps because of her aging." At this time, Tang Cuo said. He
leaned his arms against the wall and calmly analyzed: "Since Yanye dared to fight Rong
Yi and **** the movement, it proves that she is not willing to stay in the divination room
forever. Seeing the whole Yongye City, vaccine research All is the most promising
place."

Jin Cheng touched his chin. "That makes sense. Yanye hates Lin Yandong. She is likely
to join forces with Ji Ning and release him in a deep red. Both of them take what they
need."

It's just that Jin Cheng still doesn't know what Ji Ning's needs are. He tied Lilith into the
copy. Is there anything in the copy?

Without more information, it cannot be deduced temporarily. Zhang San gave them
unexpected news. He looked at Tang Cuo and said, "Do you remember when the
divination room opened last time? Yanye received three guests, one is you and the
other is Yu'er, Do you know who the last one is?"

Tang Cuo: "Zheng Yingying?"

Zhang San was a little surprised, "Do you all know?"

Tang Cuo: "Just guessed."

Zhang San: "..."

Tang Cuo: "How do you know?"

In the information given by K, there are two guests in the third dial, one of them is the
main leader and the other is the escort, just like he and Jin Cheng. The figures of the
two are not in line with Zheng Yingying and Jiang He, but Zheng Yingying has a cloak of
all things, and Jiang He is a shadow shadow assassin, especially good at disguising.

If anyone else in Yongye City deserves to be greeted by words, these are the two.

"Of course we have our channels." Zhang San points to the end, which is inconvenient
to say.

Tang Cuo did not follow up and instead asked: "Do you know the content of divination?"

Zhang San: "I don't know. Don't you know her better? I just think the news may be
helpful to you."

Jin Cheng asked Wen Xiaoming: "Have you seen her again?"

"No." Wen Xiaoming shook his head. "It disappeared without a trace. I think Bacheng is
in the copy. Rong Yi also found her, and she seems to want to persuade her to give up
the nameless blade, but I guess it's hanging, the little girl must be Won't listen to her."

Wen Xiaoming's age was there, and when he talked about Zheng Yingying, he had a
fatherly heart, but also had indelible concerns. It's just that he looks tender and looks
like a pretend little adult.

"Miao Qi hasn't found it yet?" Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, Xiemen? Didn't see him in Yongye City, nor in the prison. His name is still on the
Red List, which proves that he is still alive, but he is gone. I have entered the copy, and
no one has seen him over there in the game hall, unless he enters the hidden copy. But
when will the hidden copy rotten the street, one man? And his one rib, don’t rush to
save his Mr. Lin, How could you hide in the copy?"
Wen Xiaoming was really puzzled, and he had only deep sympathy for the ticket-holder
who was kidnapped with him. He felt that he had been kidnapped again.

This is indeed the case.

Extremely angry, only depressed. Miao Qi was tied with his hands and blindfolded. His
skills were banned. Like a soft-legged shrimp, he was left in a certain room and was so
depressed that he wanted to scold his mother.

Scolding mother also needs energy, scolding for a while, he will leave.

No one ignored him.

He planned to wait for someone to come and scold again.

I don't know how long it took, the footsteps finally sounded in the room. Miao Qi Huo
Ran turned his head, "Who the **** are you? Let me go!"

The coming portrait turned on a voice changer, and the electronically synthesized sound
made his voice sound indistinct. Although Miao Qi is not very clever, he can’t
guess—this person might know him, so he deliberately covered his eyes and disguised
his voice.

"Don't worry, when Lin Yandong comes out, you will have a chance to go out."

Miao Qi's heart tightened, struggling, "What the **** do you want to do!"

The man chuckled, "When I heard Lin Yandong's name, I was nervous. It was a good
dog. Guess, will Lin Yandong save you then?"

"Do you want to threaten him with me?"

"Bingo."

"What do you think you can do to catch me, sir will not be fooled by you. This is Yongye
City, even if you catch me and kill me, I will not go to jail--" Miao Qi said, throat
Suddenly caught by someone.
The other said: "It doesn't have to worry about you."

Miao Qi's eyes widened, his breathing became more and more difficult, and his eyes
turned black. Just as he was about to faint, the hand in his neck was finally released,
and Miao Qi was very angry, biting the tip of his tongue to make himself awake, and
then rushed forward regardless of it.

The man hadn't stepped back, and was caught off guard by surprise, but was bitten by
Miao Qi on his ears, and almost didn't bit off half of his ears.

"madman!"

Miao Qi kicked out with one foot, hitting his back against the wall, making a dull sound.
When he raised his head again, his mouth was full of blood, and he didn't know whether
it was his own or the other's.

"Bah." He leaned his head and spit out the blood in his mouth, grinning, "Dare you dare
to design Mr., I will dare to kill you."

Between his words, his heart flashed.

He made physical contact with the other party just now when he threw it. The other
party's body seemed a bit small.

Inside and outside the room, two worlds.

Miao Qi's tongue was bitter, but Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng went on a double copy date.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for opening the hidden mission "The Country of the
Moon", this mission is a serial mission, the fifth ring: the sword of adjudication. The
current number of participants: 2, open the double mode."

"Please ask the player to always view the task panel and follow the guidelines to
complete the task."
"Wish you a happy life!"

Opening their eyes, they came to a fairy tale kingdom.

Here is a wide Western-style avenue, colorful glazed tiles and tall chimneys decorate
the blue sky, and the flowers and green vines on both sides of the road, even the
ubiquitous roofs, make this place extremely bright, and the lamp posts are chubby. Han
state can be stupid. People walked briskly and smiled brightly, and even the most
well-dressed old nobles stopped to talk to the little gardeners on the roadside.

Hundred Flowers Kingdom.

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【Yueyin Kingdom】

Fifth Ring: Sword of Verdict

Main Line: Go to 14 Hualing Street, look for Roger Reed

The main line task has been refreshed. Tang Cuo found that his hair color has also
changed back to silver, and the disguise has been removed. Then at this moment,
walking in the Baihua Kingdom is the younger brother of the current Duke of the White
Knight family, and Lancelot-
It was still the bard Lancelot, but there were more and more decorations on his body. It
was a string of beads made up of stones from a forest of elves and gems from around
the world, wrapped around the wrist a few times, a feather necklace hung in the neck, a
white shirt with cotton and linen with an open neckline, and the hat worn crookedly ,
Holding a small harp in his arms, and a dagger hidden in his deerskin boots, it was a bit
of an unruly meaning.

It's a pity that it wasn't his face that Jin Cheng regretted.

Tang Cuo ignored him and asked for directions.

The peddler selling flower cakes is very enthusiastic, "Hualing Street? Mr. Knight, dear,
you should go to the bookstore on the corner. The Black Forest cake tastes so good.
There is no second one in the entire Baihua Kingdom... …"

Hualing Street is not far from here. It walked about fifteen minutes, passing a fountain
square midway. The magic fountain is small and exquisite, and in the middle of the
fountain is a female figure holding a crown of flowers.

Cynthia, the goddess of nature.

It seems that the Baihua Kingdom, like the elves, also believes in this goddess.

Turning another corner, the two saw the bookstore in the mouth of the hawker and
Hualing Street arrived.

There are more flowers on this street than on other streets, and most of them are rose.
A cluster of lush rose flowers climbed on the houses and shops along the street, pale
pink, red, champagne, orange, everything. Although the floral fragrance is strong, it is
not choking.

There are many guests in the bookstore. Several men dressed as gentlemen stand in
front of the bookshelves and read books, and many gather in line at the counter. The
display cabinet behind the counter is filled with pieces of cake, black forest, red velvet,
etc., with rich colors and everything.
The queuing line extended from the counter to the door of the store. The old man with a
white beard on crutches was talking to the little girl with a flower basket in front, with a
smile on his face.

This scene reminded Tang Cuo of the net red milk tea shop.

Tangcuo will not go to join in the excitement. He walked along this street and quickly
found No. 14. This is a small two-storey building, Jin Cheng knocked on the door, and a
lame old servant came to open the door. Although his hair was already gray, he was
meticulously combed, and he was well dressed and polite.

Seeing Tang Cuo's silver hair, he seemed to recognize him, but said nothing, and
smiled: "Is the two coming to see my lord? Right? Please sit in the house, he will be
back soon."

The entry is the living room.

Crystal chandeliers, magic fireplaces, a bit of Renaissance-style rugs, as well as

ubiquitous paintings and scattered books, an animal wood carving, a music box, a
staghorn hat rack, full and not messy, everywhere A breath of literature and art.

The old servant's name was William. They asked Tang Cuo to sit down on the sofa with
wool mats and turned to pour tea.

Jin Cheng looked at the paintings on the wall with great interest and said, "I didn't
expect that the supervisor was in this style privately."

He originally thought that 14 Hualing Street was the Ivy League Office in the Kingdom of
Baihua Kingdom, but now it looks like this is a private house. Old William calls Roger
Reid a master, and there are still portraits of him on the wall.

Tang Cuo did not expect.

Roger Reid was solemn and serious. When he met several times, he was wearing a
black double-breasted dress and black cane. He wore a black blindfold in one eye and
looked like an old gentleman, unsmiling.

"Meow." A black cat suddenly looked out from under the sofa, his round eyes looking at
the two strange visitors. When Jin Cheng saw the cat's heart, and thought of Tang Cuo's
ever-changing little black cat, he couldn't help but tease it.

"Do you think it looks like you?" Jin Cheng hugged the cat out from under the sofa, and
it didn't resist. It was only after he hugged it that he found out-this is really a fat cat.

"Like me?" Tang Cuo looked expressionless.

"Like Wen Xiaoming." Jin Cheng changed his voice instantly.

At this time, the old William came out with tea, and Tang Cuo in the distance smelled a
milky smell. A closer look, it turned out to be milk tea, black tea with milk.

The taste is sweet and the tea tastes good.

The black cat seemed to be in love with Jin Cheng, lying on his thigh gently, spreading
himself into a cat cake, and making a slight grunt. Old William smiled and explained:
"This is a cat raised by the master, named Charles II."

Jin Cheng squeezed its back neck and asked, "Second, is there another one?"

Old William: "Yeah, his father is I, but he has passed away. II came back from the
outside, and looked at his child, and the father raised it together."

Dare to love this is really an ancestral name.

Old William is a very talkative person. From Charles II to the bookstore on the street, he
is very excited. Jin Cheng intended to compose information about Roger Reed, but he
kept his mouth shut and said only: "The letter from the master three days ago, saying
that he came back before sunset today, please wait patiently."
At the end of the speech, Old William turned to look at the bell on the corner. It was
almost four o'clock, and less than an hour before the sunset, he took the basket out and
went to buy food.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo were left in the house, and Old William did not seem to worry
about what they would do in the house. And when Tangcuo stood at the staircase
leading to the second floor, he realized that it was not not to worry at all, but to worry.

There is a magic lock at the entrance of the stairway that won't go up at all. The door to
the backyard is open, but there is a small garden of four or five square meters, nothing
special.

Back in the living room, Jin Cheng still held the cat in front of the painting. He seems to
really like painting, and it's the same in "Wind and Snow Return to the People". If you
have nothing to do, you can spell the puzzle, and you can accurately name the painting
on the puzzle.

Tang Cuo turned over the book on the shelf. He thinks the books are critical, they are
not eye-catching, but perhaps there are some crucial clues hidden, such as the "Secret
of the Lake" he discovered at the Magic School of Yueyin Kingdom. Another example is
the "Sicilian Fairy Tales" given by Lin Yandong, although I don't know what the book will
eventually be used for.

Wen Xiaoming said that K got a crimson story, and it seems to want to write a biography
for her, which is also very interesting.

It didn't take long for the surroundings to be quiet, and the entire 14 Hualing Street was
left with only a slight flip of books and occasional soft cat calls.

Jin Cheng looked back, and Tang Cuo stood in front of the shelf to read. The sunset just
fell on his shoulder through the glass window, and the side face was faintly stained,
which just made Theodor's face blur, and slowly became the face of Tang Cuo in Jin
Cheng's mind.
Looking at it, he couldn't help changing a more comfortable posture, leaning against the
wall, holding Charles II's meat claws in his hand, and continued to watch. But he didn't
bother with a noise, just grabbed Charles II and punched a set of cat punches with Tang
Cuo.

Tang Cuoyu Guang glanced at his small movements, wondering if he was crazy.

At the same time, he was also a little trance, it seems that such a gentle and quiet time
has not been experienced in a long time. When was the last time? He thought, tracing
back slowly through the memory, as if it was in the first ring of the copy "Death of the
Poet".

He sat in front of Little Jack's door to repair pocket watches, Jin Cheng sat next to him
playing the harp and humming.

Obviously it was not long ago, but it seems to me that it is a distant past. The rhythm of
Yongye City is too fast and too tight, often letting time lose its original flow rate.

Jin Cheng is always unhurried and calm. Even if Wen Xiaoming was missing and Lilith
was captured, he didn't seem to be very nervous.

He closed the book, wanted to say something, swallowed it back to his mouth, and
continued to turn the book. He replaced the new one and took it out for a look, it was the
old man "Fairy of Sicily".

This book is in the magic school, Lin Yandong is there, and it is also here. He didn't look
carefully at the school of magic, only knew the title of the book, but Lin Yandong's book
was already memorized. At the moment he was holding this book belonging to Roger
Reed, who had intended to turn it around casually, read a few pages, and suddenly
stopped.

The contents of the two books are slightly different.

Jin Cheng frowned when he saw him, and came over and asked, "What did you find?"
"Look here." Tang Cuo pointed to a passage in the book, "This story is called "Lucky
Little Blacksmith". It is about a small town where an orphaned little blacksmith
accidentally inherited Master's blacksmith shop , Being jealous of others, being
slandered and stolen, and ultimately self-proven innocent stories. There are two
differences in this."

In the first place, in this fairy tale by Roger Reid, the little blacksmith was framed and
stolen, but in Lin Yandong's book, he was defamed and killed his master.

In the second place, the little blacksmith gained innocence through sincere self-defense,
while the other book wrote that he severed one of his little fingers.

Fairy tales are not long, and the difference between the two is only a matter of
sentences, which can make people feel very different. Tang Cuo immediately took out
Lin Yandong's "Sicilian Fairy Tales", which has been placed in the equipment bar by him
and carried with him.

There are also differences in the binding of the two books.

Roger Reid's book is dark red, with gilded fonts and very beautiful swashes. Lin
Yandong's book is black. The spine and the four corners of the book are printed with
complicated patterns, golden patterns, and red titles.

"It doesn't look like the style of the same period, the font is different, this black one is
more gorgeous." Jin Cheng said, and then thought of another one, asking: "Do you still
remember the month of the country of Yueyin? ?"

Tang Cuo: "It's similar to Roger Reed's."

Jin Cheng: "Well, this Lin Yandong's book may be the style of the Tucha dynasty. Under
the rule of Louis XIV, the style is more gorgeous and exaggerated. In the dark age, the
story content is darker. After the destruction of the Tucha dynasty, future generations
These things should have been adapted and a new version has been released."
Tang Cuo nodded, this is the most reasonable explanation. If it is true, then the dark
ages have passed thousands of years ago, and even the remote country of the moon
has launched a new version. Lin Yandong's copy is probably a solitary copy.

Just then, footsteps came from the stairs.

Tang Cuo quietly put away the book and looked at it with Jin Cheng. I saw that Roger
Reed walked slowly down the stairs, his cane touched the ground, and his expression
was as cold as ever.

"Your Excellency Roger Reed." The two took the initiative to salute.

"You are here." Roger Reid's calm eyes swept the two's faces, and finally settled on
Tang Cuo, asked: "I have visited your brother and discussed with him to accept you as a
student. But according to the "Continental Convention" signed by the Ivy League and
other countries, no hereditary nobles or members of the royal family can serve as
arbitrators in the Ivy League. Being my student means that you must give up your origin,
so I Finally, ask you again-are you willing?"

It turns out there is this provision. To listen to Roger Reid, once Theodore becomes his
student, he will be trained as the next generation of arbitrators.

Later, Theodore inherited the title, showing that his brother not only died young, but also
had no offspring. Otherwise, the Ivy League will not easily let go.

"I think about it, teacher." Tang Cuo raised his hand to his chest, showing solemnity.

"Well, starting today, you are my student." Roger Reid nodded slightly.

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Roger Reid came back by teleporting the magic circle, which was engraved in his study,
usually hidden. The teleportation circle is not the color of the bad street. The magic spar
and the ink used to draw the lines are not ordinary products. Therefore, there is not
much in the capital city of the Baihua Kingdom.

The above was told by Roger Reid, a newly-made teacher, to Tang Cuo.

But Roger Reed was not in a hurry to start classes for Tang Cuo. Old William purchased
food and returned. He not only bought a basket of vegetables and meat, but also
brought back three exquisite small cakes.

Tang Cuo saw Roger Reid's slightly stiff expression, and the familiar movement of old
William when he replaced the cake with a delicate disk and put a small cat's claw and a
silver spoon.

The distinguished monitor, His Excellency Roger Reed, not only loves cats, but also
likes to eat sweets.

The three pieces of cake naturally also have Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng's share. The two
were fortunate to taste the local celebrity food in the Baihua Kingdom, which had to wait
in line for a long time. The taste was really good.

Jin Cheng looked at Roger Reed and Tang Cuo. He thought he was a mentor and
apprentice. He then took two bites of the cake symbolically and pushed it to Tang Cuo,
"You eat it for me, I don't like sweets. Such a good cake, don't waste it."

Tang Cuomian accepted it with difficulty.

Dinner is mushroom pancake, foie gras, beef stew, lily soup, and a seasonal vegetable,
the leafy vegetable of Baihua Kingdom. The dishes are not many, but the beauty is
beautiful.

Old William even put a bottle of freshly cut flowers from the backyard on the dining
table, and gave a special napkin to the Charles II family, which was served with fragrant
dried fish.

Undoubtedly, this is the best and most affectionate meal that Tang Cuo has eaten since
he entered Yongye City. It is so good that people think they are here for vacation.

When the moon rose, Roger Reed broke this fantasy with his own hands.

"You still need an introductory trial. Theodore, you are already a knight, integrity,
bravery, loyalty, is the basic character of a knight. In the past year, I am very happy to
see from you Their shadow, but you still need a more basic thing-strength. Fighting is
the best teacher. As a student of me, a member of the Ivy League, and a future arbiter,
you should also know what you are guarding. What exactly is it."

The three stood on the terrace on the second floor. Roger Reed folded his hands on the
cane and gazed calmly at the brightly lit capital.

At the end of the speech, he gently lifted the cane and focused on it, the magic circle
began to spread from the tip of the stick, centering on 14 Hualing Street, radiating the
whole city.

Wherever the aperture went, the house turned into ruins, a glazed lamp went out, and
laughter and laughter came to an abrupt end. But for a moment, the fairytale kingdom of
flowers became wasteland.

Only 14 Hualing Street was intact, the lights at the door were on, and Ren Wanfeng
didn't shake at all.

"When the rose was still there, there were no flowers in the world. A thousand years
ago, it was still a deserted place, because it was far away from the king of Tucha. It was
poor and backward. When the sun went down, the earth would not light up. A lamp.
Because the people here can’t even afford a minimal fish oil lamp, every day someone
will starve to death, and most of the young and middle-aged people are sent to the
province of Lockheed to repair the tomb of Louis XIV. ."

As he said, Roger Reid's voice was low, "The golden coffin in the mausoleum is the
coffin of all the people. With the order of Louis XIV, every family must turn in a gold coin,
all of which melted, creating the pure mouth. Golden coffin."

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng both listened quietly without disturbing.

Roger Reid's voice lacks emotion because of coldness, but it is very suitable as a
narration of history, especially when they face this waste land with their own eyes.

A gold coin may be the last straw to overwhelm the camel.

"Louis XIV's pursuit of eternal life angered God, but the destruction of the Tucha
dynasty was not overnight. The rebel army was born from here and eventually returned
here. What you see now is the battlefield of the final decisive battle, Louis X. The land of
the four halves."

Suddenly, Tang Cuo thought of a word in his mind: people and gods resented each
other.

Jin Cheng is more romantic, with hundreds of flowers on the waste soil, which sounds
like a cruel beauty.

Tang Cuo asked: "Where is the body of Louis XIV?"

Roger Reid shook his head, "According to historical records, Louis XIV was defeated
and set aside. He was punished by God on the way to retreat and eventually buried in a
golden coffin. We all thought that the body was in his mausoleum. The mausoleum was
not announced, but none of the craftsmen who built it came back. It was only recently
that the Ivy League knew that the mausoleum was in the Locke Kingdom."
Thousands of years have passed and it has been extremely difficult for the Ivy League
to restore history. Because the people in the early days of the dynasty were almost
crazy, they wanted to erase the traces of the dynasty, and there were very few things
left.

But Louis XIV died and another rose sect was born. Their ambitious desire to resurrect
the rose and reappear the dark rule of the Tucha dynasty, which made the Ivy League
up and down worried.

Centered, Roger Reed raised his cane and pointed to the waste in front of him, and said
to Tang Cuo: "What you see now is the magical realm that my brother and I have built
together according to the only words and phrases in the historical records. Every From
7 pm to 7 am the next day, the battle that year will be repeated here. Here you will be
injured, but will not die, I will give you seven days to kill the rose."

Kill the rose.

Tangcuo was slightly cold. The current Duke and Roger Reed had high hopes for
Theodore. They spent so much effort to hone him. I am afraid that in the future, once
the rose is resurrected, someone can use that sword to kill the enemy.

But why is Theodore?

Tang Cuo thought of the title of this copy, his eyes could not help sweeping to the sword
around his waist.

Roger Reid saw his movements, his tone slightly slowed down, with a hint of
encouragement, "Sword of Verdict. This is the sword of the first generation of the White
Knight Lord, Theodore, your brother gave him to you, This is a supreme glory and a
burden."

Tang Cuo nodded, "Yes, His Excellency Roger Reed."

Perhaps it was dazzling. Tang Cuo seemed to smile when he saw Roger Reed, which
was rare for this unsmiling monitor. But Tang Cuo did not explore, because the time was
up.

"Go. I will show up at the right time, you just need to remember-no matter what time,
there must be a heart that never goes back."

In the sound of Roger Reid's advice, Tangcuo walked out of 14 Hualing Street.

Jin Cheng had been standing by without talking, and when someone was gone, he
smiled and looked at Roger Reed, asking, "Does the Supervisor have anything to say to
me?"

Lancelot was just a bard. Roger Reed not only kept him here, but also made him listen
to so many secrets, which was unreasonable.

Sure enough, Roger Reed said: "Celtic said, you refuse to join the Ivy League."

Oh, celtic Celtic. Jin Cheng remembered him, a member of the Ivy League office in the
Principality of France, a very enthusiastic little knight. Listening to Roger Reid's
meaning, Lancelot refused to join, and Jin Cheng was not good at random, so he
nodded and said yes.

Roger Reid: "The Rose Sect will not let you go."

Jin Cheng: "It is true. I have blocked many things with Theodore. They will definitely
start with me, but the minstrel loves freedom. I believe that even if I don’t join, I can still
stand with the Ivy League, after all. I’m Theodore’s friend."

After hearing this, Roger Reed looked at him deeply, and Jin Cheng also looked at him
generously. The two did not speak for a long time, until the voice of Jin Ge Iron Horse
cut through the sky and suddenly came to the earth.

The two turned their heads together and saw that the war had already begun.
Wearing dark gold armor, holding a small round shield and a knight's sword, it was the
Royal Guard of Louis XIV. This is a well-equipped team, the armor covers almost the
whole body, even the face is covered, only a pair of eyes are exposed. The Black
Knights of the Rose Sect followed this style.

In addition to these elite, there are heavy armored infantry with large shields, and
archers in light outfits. At the center there are magicians protected by layers, red robe
and black robe.

By comparison, the rebel army is a group of "unity."

Most of the people in this group don't even have a decent set of armor. This one is
missing, the other one is missing, and the weapons in hand are also varied. The
magician who was supposed to be protected even charged the trap like a knight,
wielding a stick-like staff, which could be used to smash people when necessary, and
the formation of the platoon looked unruly. All in all, it is one word, chaos.

But Jin Chengxing Wu was born and saw at a glance the "compactness" in this mess.

Obviously, there is no chance for the elite teachers to win the master. In an environment
like the Dark Age, it is impossible to allow the rebels to conduct large-scale training, and
when the resources of the entire dynasty are controlled by the noble forces, the civilians
may not even be able to learn the words, let alone learn the delicate swordsmanship
and magic.

Then turn it into zeros and fight street fighting.

First show the enemy is weak, use the chaos to confuse the opponent, and then use the
intricate streets in the city to forcibly break up the opponent's neat team and drag it into
the street battle. The rebels should be mostly civilians, and they have been in dark
streets since childhood. They are familiar with this kind of terrain. In a group of three to
five, they put cold arrows, knock on sap sticks, and spread medicine powder, and they
are able to attack their weaknesses by enlarging their advantages and attacking the
enemy’s shortcomings, even if they cannot narrow the gap in equipment and strength.
Jin Cheng is a good player in street fighting. He also has a nickname "Street Fighter",
and he will not mention it anyway.

At this moment, Roger Reid said again, "You can do it without joining, as long as you
don't succumb to the darkness, the door of the Ivy League will always be open for you.
But I hope you can do one thing."

Jin Cheng: "What?"

Roger Reid: "Written a poem for the heroes of the past and sang it throughout the
Sicilian continent."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for triggering the belief system!"

The sudden system prompt sound made Jin Cheng stunned. He then kept the proper
doubts and blinked quickly with Roger Reid, bringing up the system panel.

"It is my honor to write a psalm for the heroes. I will do my best to let them spread as
soon as possible. But can you tell me that the purpose of this is related to the Rose
Sect?"

"Yes. The Rose sect continues to develop the congregation in the dark, and ordinary
people know very little about them or even the existence of the rose. We need to
prepare in advance to expose the evil deeds of the rose."

Jin Cheng understands that directly exposing evil deeds will inevitably cause panic, but
he will not sing the heroic deeds. It can not only earn a wave of tears, but also make
everyone wary of roses, so as not to be easily fooled.

Thinking about it, Jin Cheng also saw the belief system. It is added under the column of
[Character], which is called "the power of faith", and is currently 0.

The main task has also been updated.

【Yueyin Kingdom】

Fifth Ring: Sword of Verdict

Main line: Collect 10,000 points of faith in seven days. Current progress: 010000

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Seven days and 10,000 points of faith, this magic stick is not good. Jin Cheng finally
glanced at Tang Cuo's direction. No matter how he wanted to appreciate his boyfriend's
heroic attitude, he had to regret leaving.

With a wave of his cane, Roger Reed sent him out of the magical realm, and told him
the address of the Ivy League Office in the Baihua Kingdom, so that he could go there
for help if he needed it.

Tang Cuo did not find Jin Cheng's departure. He had touched the edge of the battlefield
and hid behind a broken wall to observe the situation. At this time his main mission has
been updated to "Kill the Rose" with a time limit of seven days.

If there is no accident, the main line of this copy is to hit the boss.

But npc did not specify the number of battles of Louis XIV, nor did he say when he
appeared, whether he was already here, or he would not play until the second half.
Everything has to be explored by Tang Cuo himself.

He didn't rush forward, and the cat observed quietly around the periphery for about half
an hour, and made a preliminary plan for himself, which is called the knife sharpening
plan.

In this copy, he is not the commander and does not need to be responsible to everyone,
so the strategy can be put down for the time being, he needs to give himself some hard.

There are both warriors and magicians here, which is a natural proving ground for
Tangcuo. And as Roger Reid said, combat is the best teacher, especially on the
battlefield, the pressure caused by the special environment will greatly stimulate
people's potential.

Louis XIV and his soldiers are Tangcuo's whetstones.

Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to believe that Roger Reid said that he would
not die in this mysterious environment. Maybe the setting of the story was originally like
this, but this is a copy of Yongye City, how could a death save easily appear. Not to
mention Mr. Crow, the cheating chicken.

There are seven days of trials, but the opening time of the secret realm is only at night. I
am afraid that by the next day, everything will be over from the beginning. So a few days
ago, Tang Cuo could fully adapt to the fighting rhythm here, accumulate experience, find
out the position of the rose, and wait until the end to take a stroke.

With success, Tang Cuo no longer hesitated. At this moment a group of soldiers rushed
out from the corner in front, Tang Cuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes quickly
swept over them.

Two elite knights in dark gold armor, two swordsmen and one archer. Heavy armored
infantry seemed to stay behind, guarding the king's tent.

There were many people in the other party, and Tang Cuo's eyes flickered, so he turned
into the broken wall and took cover of himself by the night and the wall. The center of
the battlefield is boiling, but it is so quiet that the needle is audible, and any sound may
cause a killing opportunity.

Tang Cuo held his breath, and the cat's waist quietly approached them in the shadows.
When the two sides were about to pass by, he immediately killed from the end wall—

Such as cheetah raid.

The night belonging to Tang Cuo opened the curtain, and Jin Cheng took his little harp
to the street.

Hualing Street at night and Hualing Street at daytime show two different styles. Daytime
is beautiful like a fairy tale. At night, it is romantic like Shakespeare's sonnet.

The Kingdom of Hundred Flowers is undoubtedly the center of the entire Sicilian
continent. Whether it is the mysterious elven forest, the rich windmills of the small
windmill harbor, or the powerful Luodao, it can't hide its charm.

Several copies came over, and Jin Cheng could always hear their longing for the
Kingdom of Hundred Flowers from the mouth of roadside vendors, from the poems of
other bards, and from the sighs of adventurers.

The four seasons of spring in the southern kingdom are the places favored by God. No
one knows that it was once a nourished place nourished by pain, and the remains of
countless martyrs are buried under the soil.

Jin Cheng walked and talked with people naturally.

There are also many minstrels and adventurers on the streets of the Hundred Flowers
Kingdom, and most of the bounty hunters wear the emblem of the Ivy League. These
outsiders walked freely on the streets surrounded by flowers. Occasionally, nobles
passed by, and from their salutes, it can be seen that many of these people were
nobles.
Also, Theodore Gui was the younger brother of the Duke, and was born as an orthodox
knight. He also traveled to the mainland as a bounty hunter. This is an inclusive and
open land, even the country of the moon hidden in the yellow sand, is also struggling to
live.

Walking around, Jin Cheng came to the fountain square that passed by during the day.
A young bard is playing the piano, he has a female companion, singing the story of a
female knight with the sound of the piano.

Jin Cheng stood in the crowd and listened for a while, feeling quite touched, so he found
a street lamp where no one was sitting on the floor, took out a quill pen and parchment,
and bowed his head to write.

It didn't take long for the nib to pause again.

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes. He
originally intended to learn from it. Because time is running short, he is not a
professional, and he can't eat this bowl of rice. But who knows what he is writing, the
melody comes to his mind automatically, and he is sure that he has not heard it, nor did
he come up with it.

That can only belong to Lancelot.

Blinking, Jin Cheng admitted that this copy is really special, and the completeness of its
details is rare. Lancelot was nothing more than an npc. The system actually created so
many scores for him.

There are several copies of Jake, the country of Yueyin. Another copy of "Song of Wind
Song" for Buzz in the Principality of France is now a few more. The characters are full of
life, like real.

Shaking his head, Jin Cheng crossed out all the things just written on the parchment.
While humming the melodies in your mind, write them down faithfully.

At the same time, Yongye City.

Leng Miao has been in a cold war with Rong Yi for many days. Of course, this can
almost be regarded as Leng Miao's unilateral war. The specific performance is that he
does not talk to Rong Yi. Rong Yi is still like before, which makes Leng Miao feel like a
fool.

Same today.

Leng Miao's intuition that Rong Yi had something to hide from him, but he wasn't asked
infrequently, and Rong Yi wouldn't answer if asked. If he can answer, it won’t hide, it’s
that simple.

Rong Yi behaved in a dim and absent-minded manner, and was often fascinated. This
symptom probably began after seeing Lin Yandong. Now he even wants to go to the g
area again and entrust Leng Miao to find a way to find Zheng Yingying and look at her.

"Why?" Leng Miao finally began to ask.

"I'm afraid that Zheng Yingying will have an unknown dagger, and something will
happen sooner or later." Rong Yi frowned, his face sorrowful. "If you already feel
danger, then stop it."

"What the **** do you know?"

"A tragedy."

With that, Rong Yi rubbed his eyebrows, smoothed the folds, and patted Leng Miao's
shoulder with relief, "Relax, I'm really just thinking about the Tushen Squad. I'm afraid
history repeats itself. There are a lot of secrets that we can't see through one by one,
we can't fight it at all."

Leng Miao: "What is your so-called secret?"

Rong Yi raised his head, "Just the most obvious, do you know where the magic train
ends?"
Leng Miao was asked. He looked up with Rong Yi’s gaze, the magic train happened to
fly across the sky in the distance, and the sound of bang and bang was too far away to
hear, but the way it passed through the clouds, every player in Yongye City familiar.

Above the clouds, the terminal of the Magic Train is the true core of the Yongye City.
This is the default fact for elite players.

Can anyone really go up?

Maybe not.

For a long time, Leng Miao recovered from his thoughts and said, "You are too
pessimistic."

"Maybe." Rong Yi smiled bitterly, and then said righteously: "Planning is not a bad
thing."

In the end, Leng Miao promised Rong Yi to stare at Zheng Yingying. Rong Yi's
commission was on the one hand. Leng Miao was also interested in Zheng Yingying
and the Unknown Dagger. Rong Yi came to the gate of Area G again, looking at the
large iron gate of the prison, but did not enter.

He was hesitating, holding fists in both hands, and he looked a little nervous.

Time passed unconsciously, he still failed to take that step, but turned back to his
residence. He closed the curtains, closed the door, took out a black invitation-like card,
and knocked in the void.

Obviously knocking in the empty place, but there is a substantial voice, "Tuk, Tuk."

He waited for a moment, and a silver-white door with a complicated labyrinth pattern
appeared in front of him. Push the door in and there is a circular space filled with
bookshelves.
K, who was standing on the ladder and sorting the bookshelves, turned around and
greeted him familiarly. He glanced at his slightly dignified look and asked, "What makes
the expression of time control all show this expression?"

Rong Yi didn't answer. He walked to the huge chessboard in the center and looked
down at the chessboard.

k Slowly came down from the ladder, waved a pot of hot tea, poured a cup in person,
and sent it to Rong Yi across the air, "Sit down."

As the words fell, a futon appeared at Rongyi's feet.

Rong Yi took the tea and sat down on the futon. The two faced each other across the
huge chess board. Rong Yi opened his mouth and said, "I felt a familiar breath on Lin
Yandong."

k: "huh?"

Rong Yi: "When you deal with Xiao Tong, are you sure you have concealed all the
hidden information?"

k chuckled, "Do you doubt me?"

Rong Yi frowned.

The changes in Lin Yandong's body are only after entering the g zone, either because of
Xiao Tong, or because of the copy of the g zone, anyway, it is inseparable from Xiao
Tong. No matter whether Lin Yandong intervened in the release of the crimson, he was
killed back to the g zone, and there must be an intentional release of water.

He deliberately went to the g area, and there was such a change in his body, obviously
there was a plan.

"It's been three or four years since the transaction. What old account do you turn over?"
k poured tea to Rongyi, but he was still drinking alcohol and spirits, so he had to
swallow.
Raising his hands to wipe off the liquid on his lips, he continued: "When I was trading,
according to your requirements, your name and the squad of the Tushen Squad were
concealed, and Xiao Tong knew only that rule Xiao Tong should believe, so he has been
looking for a successor for the past three years. At first it was Jin Cheng, now Zheng
Yingying, he really intends to leave Yongye City. Under such circumstances, you think
he is the same as Lin Yandong What's the matter? Although the two are acquaintances,
the contradiction is not so deep. It is an old grievance that can't be cut off for decades,
otherwise it won't be seen for ten years."

Rong Yi: "Now they meet again."

K shrugged and poured himself a glass of wine again. "You said Lin Yandong had a
familiar breath. Who is the Tushen Squad?"

Rong Yi: "I can't be sure."

k: "Want to make a bet?"

"This is not a joke." Rong Yi suddenly became serious.

"Huh." K took a sip of boredom and sipped the wine. He shook his glasses slightly and
narrowed his eyes, saying, "You blame me on the head of an intelligence dealer when
you have something. It's really not good. Lin Yandong is like that. An old fox player who
wants to know about the Tushen Squad has his own way, for example—"

"for example?"

"For example Yan Yan. She can divination to the No. 2 movement here with you. Why
can't she divination to the squad of squads? Fortune-tellers can't lie about the result of
divination. She hates Lin Yandong and can only tell the truth. "

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At the end of the conversation, K told Rong Yi, "Lin Yandong should be coming out, just
in these two days. Want to know what he did in the g area, try it, he will know it? The
second movement is in your hands. As long as the golden movement is not acquired,
you will be invincible."

Rong Yi said: "I've tried it, he won't take it easy."

"There is Miao Qi." K smiled, leaning back, and there were countless soft puffy pillows
behind him to catch it. He changed to a more comfortable posture and said: "The bad
luck must have happened. After the innocent thing, I carefully checked the various
areas, and then combined with the location where he was missing. If you want to find
someone, focus on the d and e areas. At the junction of the southeast. Let’s bet on
whether Lin Yandong still has a heart."

Rong Yi was clear. Miao Qi had an accident. Most of the people behind wanted to target
Lin Yandong. Lin Yandong refused to make concessions for Miao Qi. This is unknown.

Thinking about this, Rong Yi asked again: "Have you ever been in touch with the Ji Ning
of the Vaccine Research Institute?"

k smiled, "I told you not to worry about me if I had anything to do with you. I will be sad if
you do this."

Rong Yi was expressionless and didn't want to joke with him anymore, so he got up and
left. But when he just turned around, K suddenly asked him again: "Are you really going
to use the movement first?"
Rong Yi cut the word firmly, "No."

k pouting, really boring.

Time is like running water, and soon came the day when Lin Yandong was released
from prison.

Xiao Tong didn't go to see Lin Yandong these days. When he asked Lin Yandong for
"God Devil's Birth", Lin Yandong replied that he wanted to live better.

This is no different from the answer many years ago. Lin Yandong was still Lin Yandong.

Xiao Tong stood on the tower and watched him leave, unknowingly remembering their
first meeting. It was his father's funeral. In the handsome house full of white streamers,
there were crowds of guests coming to express condolences.

Lin Yandong wore a moon-white gown and stood silently in the corner, but many people
still whispered because of his presence. A drama should not appear here.

Xiao Tong, who had returned home in a hurry, didn't even have time to remove his scarf,
so he hurried to Lingtang, and just passed Lin Yandong when he entered the door.

At that time, Xiao Tong only looked at him suspiciously. All he thought about was the
**** dad who had finally died, and he didn't care about it. Later, when he saw him again,
he sang on the stage in Xiyuan.

Dashuai Mansion was requisitioned and converted a large family house. This family was
once an official. The family was not only spacious and grand, but also built a special
stage.

That night Xiao Tong was insomnia, and vaguely heard the sound of singing in the
distance, he walked past.

Later, the eldest brother told him that his father praised him for playing well, so he was
invited to sing a few more paragraphs to comfort the dead. On the stage in the middle of
the night, there was no spectator, only a cup of wine that no one was drinking, and the
stage on stage.

Xiao Tong had always been a big injustice. He sat down in front of himself and grabbed
his father's drink.

That year Xiao Tong was seventeen years old, but Lin Yandong was twenty-five. The
second young master was young and vigorous, and drank foreign ink for several years.
He pretended to be open-minded and outstanding in thought. However, in front of Lin
Yandong, there was always a feeling of shortness as a child.

He thought he had a Western-style education, and he also loved the enlightened and
free West. When he saw those wearing gowns and gowns on weekdays, he felt a
headache, and he couldn't hear the "whoever did." Only Lin Yandong was the
exception. He has his own literati style, and likes to wear long gowns when he is not on
stage. Sometimes he wears pair of glasses.

If you have to describe him with one word, it is "Confucianism".

Xiao Tong also knows that he has many rumors, including his dead dad, but he hates
people with broken mouths even more. He can hit people from the second floor to the
stage, and the people on the stage are scattered as birds and beasts, but Lin Yandong
is still standing calmly.

The beaten screamed, Xiao Tong wiped the blood on his face, turned his head to reach
Lin Yandong, "Give me your veil."

Since then they have become friends, and the second master makes friends without
anyone's consent. Most of those things that happened later could not be remembered,
but the clearer the longer.

He died even earlier than Lin Yandong. It was a troubled world, and it was easy to hide
the gun and the arrow to prevent it. After his death, he entered Yongye City. Year after
year, he met many people who were born in the new era. He heard them paint many
novel things, such as mobile phones, but he never saw it with his own eyes. Can't bring
in.

When k made a deal with him and told him the information, he suddenly had the idea of
​taking a look at the new world.

Go to his mother Lin Yandong.

Go to his mother's Yongye City.

At this moment, he watched Lin Yandong's back, turned around again, and left neatly.
All love and hate have no end, but the second young master now wants to be a bully.

If he remembers correctly, the character in that movie is called this name.

Lin Yandong seemed to feel something, looking back at the tower, but he saw nothing.
He held the string of beads for a while, and the tower was empty, and Xiao Tong never
appeared again.

He will not appear again.

Lin Yandong suddenly felt this way. He always regarded Xiao Tong as a child, but this
child handled things more decisively than him.

After leaving area g, Lin Yandong walked back to the residence in area a.

The absence of Miao Qi made Lin Yandong frown slightly, but he soon knew the reason.
In the mailbox at the door, there is a letter from the post office with only one address
and one red.

This red, cut from Miao Qi's scarf, looks at the texture and color.

Lin Yandong thought about it and decided to go for an appointment.

On the other side, Tang Cuo's trial has already reached the end of the fourth day.
In these four days, Roger Reid will appear next to Tang Cuo when he thinks it is
appropriate to guide him with magic and swordsmanship. Your ruthless supervisor,
pursuing stick education, will naturally not be gentle enough to speak from his mouth.

"Your magic is terrible."

"Your sword skills are so bad."

This latter sentence is a sincere question from Roger Reed. The White Knight family is
famous for its exquisite swordsmanship, but Tangcuo's swordsmanship, although a little
simple, means not superb.

Tang Cuo could not answer, but Roger Reed automatically made an excuse for him,
"Your ruling sword is broken?"

"Well." Cool brother spoke coldly.

"When?" Roger Reid frowned.

"In the mausoleum."

"I know. I will discuss it with your brother, don't worry."

It can be seen that the benefits of having a teacher are not small.

"But your swordsmanship and magic are still hard to practice, especially your magic.
Magic has no shortcuts other than hard work and hard work. I will cast the flame thorns I
taught you a hundred times, and I will teach you something else. Remember, you can’t
evacuate your mana in combat, which is very dangerous for the magician. When casting
magic, pay more attention to the use of mental power, which can effectively reduce the
consumption of magic power and increase the effectiveness of magic..."

Roger Reid, the teacher, spoke about a hundred times more than usual.

In addition to the necessary spell-casting skills, Tang Cuo learned three intermediate
magics from him, namely Firethorn, Ice Snake, and Earth Dun. He loves soil escape the
most. This is an escape skill. Although it is not far away, and the soil can't breathe or
stay for a long time, it is very useful at the critical moment.

After four days of hard work, he finally figured out the position of Louis XIV. He was not
in the king's tent of layers of protection, but killed the enemy all the way and took the
leader of the rebel army.

Louis XIV is a belligerent king. He was courageous, courageous, and invincible, and
even killed the leader of the rebel army.

On the piles of bodies, he cut off the man's head. The dark gold armor reflected the fire,
and he turned around, blood on his face and sword, so powerful that his legs tremble.

"My King!" The knights of the Royal Guard kneeled on one knee with their left hands on
their chests, paying their highest tribute to the great king.

There is also fanaticism.

"Louis!!!" The rebel army still shouted angrily. The magic was like a firework exploding,
and flesh and blood flew to the tip of the knife.

In the firelight, Louis XIV raised his long sword, and a red rose on the white neck was
enchanting and gorgeous, from the collarbone to the jaw. That is a natural birthmark.

"Kill!" The sword pointed forward.

The loyal knight pulled his sword and stood up, forbidden.

This is an extremely tragic war, the strength of the two sides is not directly proportional.

The slain rebel leader was a great magician. He wanted to use the curse to fight Louis
XIV, but he failed. Roger Reed appeared next to Tang Cuo and said, "Your ancestors
were here too. He stabbed Louis with the sword of ruling in your hand. The ruling
means trial, and this sword is named after that. But since You appear here with a sword,
he will not appear again, you must replace him-defeat Louis."
But Louis XIV is too strong, and if he wants to get close to him, he must first solve the
Royal Guard who is on the side. These knights wearing dark gold armor are not weak,
even stronger than the black armor knights of the Rose sect.

Tang Cuo tried his best to break through their siege, but in a state of serious injury,
against Louis XIV, it was just a defeat.

Tang Cuo had expected it, not to mention disappointment, but Louis XIV suddenly
frowned when he lost.

"actually……"

What actually happened?

Tang Cuo didn't hear clearly, he retreated quickly, and Louis didn't chase it. At this time,
Roger Reed took Tang Cuo out of the secret realm and began routine repairs.

Jin Cheng just got up at 14 Hualing Street and was sitting on the sofa drinking
Lancelot's special micro-sugar milk tea. The black cat Charles II lay on his lap, bathed in
the warm morning sunlight, and continued to sleep back to sleep.

Suddenly, its "cushion" moved, and it was ruthlessly overturned on the sofa. It opened
its eyes with a meow, and saw the "seat cushion" go to show his kindness to his kind
again.

"Meow." Every day, nothing new. Charles II thought so, yawning lazily.

Jin Cheng looked at Tang Cuo's pale face and couldn't help holding his hand, cold. I
couldn’t help asking: “I’ve put hot water for you. Do you want to eat first or take a bath?”

Tang Cuo didn't speak, but looked at him without blinking.

Jin Cheng understood, "You go to wash first, I will give you."

Tang Cuo nodded, you are really smart.

Roger Reed met on the side, inexplicably felt that the mode of getting along with the two
was a bit wrong, but could not say what was wrong. strange.

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When Tang Cuo took a bath and sat in the room for breakfast, Jin Cheng was playing
the piano beside him. He sat on the edge of the window, the sound of the piano was
soothing and melodious, soothing Tang Cuo's nervousness all night, and also attracted
the passing people to look up.

Outside the window is the bushy rose, which is booming in the morning. There was a
breeze in the morning, and occasionally one or two petals floated in and fell on
Tangcuo's plate.

Tang Cuo didn't push the petals away, he put the last poached egg into his mouth,
licked a little bit of yolk from the corner of the mouth, then put down the knife and fork,
and slumped on the armchair for a comfortable posture.

Jin Cheng tilted his head to see his lazy look, and could not help raising his lips,
chatting with him about the copy.

"I saw Louis XIV, it was very strong. But that was in the magical realm, his strength
should not be fully restored, overall it is weaker than Xiao Tong." Tang Cuo said.
At the beginning, Tang Cuo walked under Xiao Tong for three minutes. Now, Tang Cuo,
who is more powerful, wants to kill Louis XIV, who is weaker than Xiao Tong.

Jin Cheng thought slightly, saying: "The role-playing copy, the system will not arrange
an opponent that you can't beat at all. Wait a minute, maybe Roger Reid has something
to say."

Tang Cuo nodded his head in agreement.

"How about you?"

"Only 99 points, do you want to see?"

Jin Cheng shrugged, the power of faith is really not good to collect, you have to really
touch the hearts of the listeners, and resonate with them in their souls, so that they will
have a feeling of respect for the heroes sung in the poems. Of course, Jin Cheng
discovered after the experiment that it was okay to simply worship Lancelot himself.

The respect for the hero and the fanaticism for idols, although not comparable, are all a
type of faith. The 99 points of belief power depend on Lancelot's influence.

"The tunes I wrote, the little guys in dandelion would basically sing. I gave them a
triangle iron and sang along the streets. If I could bring back a little friend to join my
choir, it would be extra Reward ten beautiful candy from the small windmill harbour. At
present, the effect is not bad."

Dandelion is a welfare home on the mainland of Sicily. It is also called "the home of the
wanderer." It contains not only orphans, but also homeless people.

Jin Cheng thought very clearly that relying on him alone, for seven days, gathering
10,000 points of faith is almost impossible. Although music has a magic power that
infects people's hearts, the singer and location are very important.

So he aimed his gaze at the child.

Children are pure and innocent, they have the cleanest and most real voice in the world,
and can move people's hearts more easily. Jin Cheng called a group of children in the
form of a choir, told them stories, taught them to sing, and spread them through their
mouths.

Things are going well, thanks to the Ivy League.

After Jin Cheng made a good tune, he went to the Qingteng League office. Roger Reed
had already greeted him, so he got help easily. The Ivy League came forward to
communicate with Dandelion's directors, which saved him a lot of energy.

In addition, the League of Ivy League is rich in money, not only can provide beautiful
candy and triangle iron, but also help him prepare for the final performance. He plans to
perform on the seventh day, the last day, at the Kasuga Square in the center of the city.

As for publicity, Jin Cheng borrowed the name of Roger Reed.

The Ivy League is a huge organization, and from top to bottom, there are three types of
education and nine types of people. As long as they know it, it means that most people
in the capital know it.

Jin Cheng then appropriately disclosed to them the message that "Your Supervisor will
also be present", and I believe it will attract a large number of people, and even nobles
will be present.

Of course, this matter was done by Jin Cheng from Roger Reed. He cut it first, and
Roger Reed couldn't treat him like that.

In addition, Jin Cheng also sent invitations to other minstrels and attached sheet music.
If you want to do it, you need to get bigger, and the power of 10,000 points of faith must
be done on the seventh day.

"Can I have the honor to invite you to watch my performance?" Jin Cheng teased Tang
Tang with a smile.
"If it's too late," Tang Cuo answered seriously. He really wanted to see Jin Cheng's
performance. He knew that Jin Cheng was used to doing these things. As a boyfriend,
he should go and support it.

By the way, let's see how many people he went out to tease.

Jin Cheng was pleased with his attitude, and his fingertips changed rhythm, playing a
light melody. He also likes this kind of morning, which is mild and quiet and sunny.

Baihua Kingdom is really a livable country. If he and Tangcuo can live here all the time,
it would be very nice. He thought so.

The trial continues.

Tang Cuo got up after sleeping for a few hours, borrowed Roger Reed's study to draw a
sketch of the battlefield, and began to plan the best offensive route.

"The Sharpening Project" entered the second half, he didn't plan to spend too much on
the mobs. With three days left, he had two days to get acquainted with Louis XIV's
battle numbers, and he had to win on the last day.

In the evening, Jin Cheng returned from home. Tang Cuo was trying to discuss the
battlefield situation with his expert. Before he said a few words, he listened to a visit
from a guest downstairs.

Tang Cuo vaguely heard the words of the Lord Duke, and soon, the visitor appeared at
the door of the study.

The White Knight family of the Hundred Flowers Kingdom, Lord Duke of Edwin, brother
of Theodore. The long silver-white hair at the waist is easy to recognize, and it is loosely
tied with a dark green velvet tape. It is as warm and watery as he feels.

His face is also seven-pointed like Theodore, but Theodore is more than Zhou
Zhengyingqi, but he seems to be favored by moonlight, more expensive.

"Theodore." Edwin's voice was also more friendly than Theodore.

"Brother." Tang Cuo came out from behind the desk. He didn't expect Edwin to come
here in person, but when he thought about it, it was unexpected. He then introduced Jin
Cheng to Edwin, and Jin Cheng greeted him, then retired.

Edwin's visit is mainly for the sword of adjudication.

The family’s heritage sword is of great importance. After Edwin personally saw it, his
brow frowned slightly and said, "There is no obvious bruise, it may be a problem of
energy spillage. Each sword has its own energy field for a long time. If you are hit or
suffered a serious hit, it may become unstable, causing energy to spill, and the power of
the sword will be greatly reduced. When was this a problem?"

Tang Cuo: "In the mausoleum of Louis XIV, I destroyed his magic circle with the sword
of ruling."

Louis XIV, a perfect piggyback.

But this is not an injustice to him. The sword of adjudication at this time should have
been good, but Tang Cuo took this hand from the end of the story, Theodore, who had
died. The damage to the sword must be related to Theodore’s death, which was related
to the Rose Sect, so it was Louis XIV’s pot.

Edwin has no doubt about him, "This is not a big problem. When you return from the
secret realm tomorrow, I will ask the best swordsmith in the Baihua Kingdom to help you
repair it. It happened that I had a chance to get a star stone and added it. Maybe it will
make the sword of ruling stronger."

Tang Cuo slightly moved, "Thank you brother."

Edwin then took out a roll of parchment paper and handed it to him, "I also heard Uncle
Roger Reid talk about the skill of the sword, and this thing is also for you. The sacred
sword is sacred and overbearing, but it is actually not suitable. The exquisite sword
skills of the White Knight family, if you look at this, maybe it will help you."
Tang Cuo took over and covered up the inner waves with silence-Edwin, who played
only ten minutes, has won the title of good brother of the year.

"Remember, Theodore. No matter what you do, wherever you are, your safety will
always be your priority." Edwin patted Tang Cuo's shoulder, and his voice was gentle but
firm. "Brother is waiting for you at home."

"Okay, brother." Tang Cuo's "brother" shouted sincerely.

The brothers chatted for a while, and it was mostly about the White Knight family. Tang
Cuo didn't know anything, so he only answered with simple "um", "is it", "know".
Fortunately, Theodore was not a very talkative character, and Edwin only smiled,
lamenting that he was the same as when he was a child.

At the end, Edwin suddenly asked, "You saw Aesop again?"

"Yes, he seems to know his brother?" Tang Cuo remembered, Aesop said that he and
Edwin looked very similar when they first met.

"I had dealt with him when I was studying in Northland, when he was not yet known as
the rebel Aesop. Few people knew that Aesop's ambition was to be a doctor. Although
he was moody, he was not indiscriminate. People."

Tang Cuo knew that in the Song of the Wind, Aesop was nicknamed Dr. Albert lurking in
the Principality of France. At that time, his criticism was very good. Everyone said that
Dr. Albert was a kind and kind person.

Otherwise Buzz will not necessarily follow him.

Which side is the real Aesop?

Tang Cuo suddenly gave birth to a trace of curiosity.

Edwin's business is busy, and he will have to leave after not long. When going
downstairs, the two met Roger Reed and Jin Cheng in the living room, and they were
discussing the performance three days later.
"Uncle Roger Reid." Edwin's tone was the junior's tone to the elder.

Roger Reed picked up the hat on the side and stood up, said: "Are you going to see
your aunt at the palace? I am with you."

"Okay." Edwin turned back and instructed Tang Cuo to "pay attention to safety", then
nodded to Jin Cheng, and even smiled at the old William who opened the door for them.
Then he went out.

Old William watched the two leave and sighed suddenly.

Tang Cuo cares a little about Edwin’s relationship with Roger Reed, but he is Edwin’s
younger brother and should not be unknown. Fortunately, Jin Cheng was a magical
person, and he chatted gossip with old William very easily.

"Does Lord Roger Reed plan to never marry?" he asked.

"Is there any way?" Old William shook his head, very distressed but helpless, "Don't
look at my old man who is always cold-faced, but he is very popular. Even the lovely
ladies look at the face of Charles II I also want to talk to my old man for a while."

Tang Cuo probably inferred the content of the gossip from this phrase, and Jin Cheng
also confirmed it. He has been on the streets these past few days and heard many
interesting things.

"The current queen is the aunt of Edwin and Theodore, and the best friend of Roger
Reed. Roger Reed is a noble descendant of a small principality, but compared to the
White Knight family of the Baihua Kingdom, it is still very low. It is said that it was one of
you two who was supposed to marry into the royal family, but you are both men, so you
can only find someone from the side branch. The aunt is a few years older than the
king, and is already the most suitable person to find. Now."

After hearing this, Tangcuo remembered people from other offices of the League of Ivy
Leagues that he encountered during the "Elven Forest". Most of the people who wanted
to be Roger Reed's students were there, Roger Reed finally selected him, and now it
seems that it is not all due to talent.

Looking back at the time, it is not yet six o'clock. While waiting for Roger Reid to return
to open the secret realm, he can first delve into the sheepskin rolls given by his good
brother.

When I opened it, it was really a sword technique.

In Yongye City, District D, Lin Yandong is facing a choice.

"You choose. Choose him, or choose yourself. If you choose him, you will cut off your
arm and apply this poison. The broken arm will never regenerate. If you choose
yourself, I will let him commit suicide and die completely."

Classic topics are never out of date.

Lin Yandong gasped slightly, covering his heart, and there was still a trace of blood on
the corner of his mouth. This is a hidden storeroom at the edge of Area D. When he
came here to make an appointment, he saw Yan Kai, who was wrapped in a black robe
all over his body, and Miao Qi, who was **** and gagged.

He guessed words and words, but did not guess that words and words could cause
harm to him. For the past four years, it seemed that she really hated him.

"Did your poison come from the Vaccine Research Institute?" Lin Yandong had inquired
clearly about what happened in Yongye City during his jail.

"Yeah." At this moment, Yanye had no need to hide. "But they still can't cure my aging.
I'm alive. I feel like I'm being tortured every day. You saved me, I want to thank Dade,
but have you I thought, I became like this because of you."

She speaks her teeth.

Lin Yandong remained silent for a few seconds, "Have you ever thought about it, I have
not forced you to be grateful to Dade. I invite you to do things, please, not coercion, you
can refuse at all."

"You say that now, don't you think it's too late? If it weren't for you to bring me into that
copy, how could I be like this? Everything is because of you!"

"You went in voluntarily."

Lin Yandong said, finally frowning slightly. He looked directly at Yanye's face. Although
he was blocked by a black robe, he seemed to be able to see through all eyes, but still
firmly caught Yanye's eyes.

"The water of the so-called well of time, I reminded you not to drink, because you can't
resist the temptation and go all out."

Saying words, then hysterical. Covering her face, she seemed to think of painful
memories and screamed madly.

Screaming, the voice turned into laughter again. The laughter was getting lower and
lower, and she looked up again, her eyes clear, "Do you think I will be irritated by your
words and words? Is it time to make a choice, Lin Yandong, you can't escape."

Wen Yan, the bound Miao Qi struggled frantically, "Woo, Woo" desperately gave Lin
Yandong a wink, wanting him to leave immediately. But Lin Yandong only gave him a
glance, and then decisively moved his eyes away.

He took a deep breath, his expression still calm.

Yanye continued: "Don't think that you can cheat everyone or even yourself by finding
some prestigious excuses. Lin Yandong, although you haven't intervened in the crimson
thing, did you really know nothing about it in advance? This has always been the case,
thinking that hiding behind the scenes, you can be clean and upright. People like you
are the most hypocritical."
After a pause, she seemed to think of something again, "I suddenly remembered that
you parted ways with Xiao Tong, just for a multiple choice question, right?"

"What do you choose now?"

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In fact, Yanye was wrong and didn't know very well. Ten years ago Lin Yandong was not
facing a single multiple choice question. That copy was called "Broken Off".

At that time, his contradiction with Xiao Tong was accumulated day by day, and
occasionally broke out, but it has not yet reached a point where it is impossible to have
a relationship. They are still old-fashioned knowledge, can be entrusted to the back
teammates, at least this will not change.

In order to ease the relationship, they reduced the time for copying together, with a full
three-month interval, just in time to catch up with the celebration of Yongye City, and
then entered a large copy together.

It was an unprecedentedly large copy, with a thousand players being pulled in. But the
content of this copy of the game is very simple, just climbing the mountain.

All players appear at the foot of the mountain and need to climb to the top of the
mountain with the luggage released by the system. Success is the customs clearance.
The bags are all of the same style and are produced by the system to accommodate
everything. A piece of clothing, a book, a bottle of water, or even a scooter can be found
in the supply warehouse arranged by the system as long as you want, and it can be
stuffed. Each item has a clear weight, including even your seven emotions and six
desires, all your social relationships, and your soul.

A suitcase is actually a burden that everyone is born with.

What you pick up and give up on the journey of life will eventually be reflected in this
burden. Some people choose to dress lightly, but die when they encounter danger
without resistance.

Someone wanted to bring everything, and finally crushed himself alive.

In that year, renunciation is still a new concept in this world. Lin Yandong looked at
these three words more like looking at Buddhist Zen. But at that time he did not think
much, and did not expect that this copy would change his life.

What is the lightest in a person’s suitcase?

The answer is soul. The human soul is only 21 grams. It is light and does not occupy
space. It is the most easily overlooked and lost.

Lin Yandong picked up a lot of things, but also lost a lot. He once ignored the gains and
losses, but had to face the pain of loss. When he saw Xiao Tong again in area g, he
wavered.

But it turned out that he could not return to the past, and Xiao Tong would never look
back.

He can only go on.

"You let him go, I will give you your arm." At this moment, Lin Yandong looked at Yanye
and made his choice again.
Word industry is both unexpected and not unexpected. She was silent for a few
seconds, suddenly whispered and said, "If people are hypocritical and can be
hypocritical all their lives, it is good to deceive themselves."

How can Miao Qi agree? This is his most respected sir. He should have protected him.
How can he lose an arm for himself? Not to mention cutting it off yourself.

He was struggling. Everywhere on his body he was struggling, and his neck was green.
But the harder he struggled, the tighter the rope was, and he even grinded it into the
flesh because he was too hard. The blood trickled down, and the taste was like
lateness. It seemed that there was any medicine on the rope, so that Miao Qi began to
lose consciousness.

"Hmm!" He wanted to protest. If his eyes could kill people, he had already killed Yan Kai
10,000 times.

"Hurry up." Yanye looked at his eyes with sympathy, turned his head and looked at Lin
Yandong with a smile, said: "I gave Miao Qi a potion with a specified effect. When the
drug effect fully takes effect. , He will commit suicide directly, without any hint from me.
The system can't determine it as homicide."

Hearing the words, Miao Qi gritted his teeth, almost trying to choose someone to eat.
But his consciousness had broken up, and in the blurred vision, he only saw blood
splashing, and a broken arm fell to the ground.

A string of buddha beads fell apart, and the round beads dripped steadily, touching his
cheek gently.

There was still blood on the beads, with a touch of blood.

"As you wish." Lin Yandong cut off his arm and applied the medicine to prevent the
regeneration of the amputated limb according to the instructions of Yan Kai, but there
was no pain on his face, only a little pale.

Yanye was also very happy. A needle was stuck on Miao Qi to relieve his poison.
Lin Yandong didn't expect her to be so simple, and even more unexpectedly, Yanye put
the knife directly on his neck. There was relief and calm in her eyes.

"I know I can't kill you, and I know that my hatred is ridiculous in your opinion. But a
person as tall as you can never understand the pain I can only hide in the dark day after
day. Each of you seems to have With calculations, there are any terrible plans to say
terrible plans. People like me who end up miserable because of greed at the moment
are ridiculous? But I am just an ordinary person. I shouldn’t have been involved in your
affairs. I just happen to have the skill of divination, but I just want to live in Yongye City
and live a decent life..."

I'm really tired.

It is tiring to live, and hate is tiring. Perhaps hating Lin Yandong was just a catharsis,
she had to find a point to support her life. But after a lot of tossing, it ended up empty.

Lin Yandong did not speak. After so many years, he stopped persuading people to look
back.

Having said so much, Yanye's back seemed to be more rickety, and the hand holding
the knife was covered with dry lines. She barely stood, her tone determined, "That's it."

It was the last one, and there was nothing to miss.

After finishing his speech, Yan Ye wiped his neck directly, neatly.

The body weight fell down, and after a short time, it turned away, leaving only a pool of
blood on the ground, silently telling the fact that there was a person standing here.

Miao Qi, who had recovered his mind, looked at the pool of blood in disbelief. It took a
long time before he recovered, and he scolded "crazy woman" in his heart.

Lin Yandong used to loosen him, but because he only had one hand left, he was still not
used to it. His movements looked awkward. Miao Qi's eyes were flushed and he
lowered his head. Although he could speak, he still didn't say a word, and even his hair
was frustrated.

Suddenly, the warm palm patted his head, Lin Yandong comforted: "It's fine."

Miao Qi: "Sir..."

Lin Yandong: "Don't you always say you want to be my left and right arm? Just, I'll
change you to protect me later."

Miao Qi finally raised his head and saw Lin Yandong's smiling face, and his heart
seemed to be filled with something warm, so that he could not speak. But he still dared
not look at his empty left arm.

Word industry is dead, he did not want to revenge.

How could she die so simply?

Miao Qi didn't understand, Lin Yandong also knew that he couldn't figure it out for a
while, and he didn't force him. He just said: "Let's go back first, if we have anything to go
back to talk about."

The two left immediately and walked out of the warehouse door. Lin Yandong glanced at
a hidden corner, but his footsteps did not stop.

When their figures disappeared nearby, Rong Yi came out of that corner with a complex
look. Lin Yandong broke an arm for Miao Qi, which he did not expect.

Miao Qi seems to be out of the situation from beginning to end, and has no knowledge
of the crimson. Either Lin Yandong protected him too well, or it was the smoke and fog
bombs he deliberately released.

Rongyi originally preferred the latter. Miao Qi is the person closest to Lin Yandong. His
performance after Lin Yandong's imprisonment can directly influence others' judgment
on this matter. He behaved innocently, which can reduce everyone's suspicion of Lin
Yandong.
But this does not guarantee the safety of Miao Qi. His behavior does not seem to be
fraudulent. If he does not know the ins and outs of the crimson at all, it is dangerous to
be alone. Under such circumstances, he is more like a **** of Lin Yandong.

But now Lin Yandong can break his arm for him, which makes Rong Yi doubt his
speculation. He may really just foresee the danger coming, so he told Miao Qi to go to
Jin Cheng if something happened.

Crimson was released from prison, and Ben had nothing to do with him.

And this time, the familiar smell that Rong Yi felt on him had become almost
non-existent. What should I do next, Rong Yi also felt a bit at a loss.

With such a daze, Rong Yi returned to his residence in Area E.

Along the way, he was still thinking about Lin Yandong. Yan Yan is dead, Lin Yandong
must have guessed that the second movement is not on him, his lies have been
pierced, then Lin Yandong may soon suspect him. If he still wanted to take the second
movement, he might take the initiative to come to the door.

It was at this time that Rong Yi found a letter from his post office at home. Open the
envelope and enter the content to make him glance slightly--

Diviner: Zheng Yingying

Fortune-teller: Word industry

The result of divination: the third movement, a copy of "The National Star Movement"

Rong Yi grabbed the letter, and fixed his eyes on the word "Yanye", which made a huge
wave in his heart. He and K both knew that Zheng Yingying was one of the guests of the
divination master, but did not know the specific content of divination.

This letter should have been sent before Yanye died. She left her hand at the end.
Although he didn't get the second movement, Yongye City will surely set off a huge
storm because of this letter.
Rong Yi almost didn't hesitate, and immediately went out to find Leng Miao. Leng Miao
has been looking for Zheng Yingying's trail these days, but there is nothing to gain. After
about an hour, the two finally met.

"Someone saw her and Jiang He entering the mission wall." This is the clue that Leng
Miao finally got.

"Oops." Rong Yi frowned.

The third movement may be born, and it is likely to fall on Zheng Yingying. The little girl,
holding the nameless blade in her hand, was a bit evil.

The storm in Yongye City is on the rise again, but Tangcuo in the copy has no time for
him.

Louis XIV is really strong, very strong, very strong. On the fifth day of the night, Tangcuo
finally handed over with Louis XIV Zhengzheng, but he was beaten almost all the way
and rarely hurt the other party.

The only good thing is that he finally listened to the words of Louis XIV.

"It turned out to be his blessing, even he stood on the opposite side of me." When Louis
XIV said this, his tone was a little self-deprecating and a little low, almost murmured.

Tang Cuo understood the meaning of this sentence almost instantly.

Blessings, there is the blessing of the elven king Ai Miye on the sword of ruling. Amo,
the unicorn of the Elven Forest, once said that when Louis XIV was young, he often
went to live in the Secret Lake. He and Ai Miye were close friends.

Realizing that Louis XIV was betrayed by a friend, he was undoubtedly angry and
heartbroken. Heaven is going to die, and it will make it mad. This emperor has now
reached the point where all the betrayals and departures are undoubtedly crazy.

But his crazy, crazy ingredients are more. So he dared to blaspheme, and he dared to
order at this moment to level the elven forest.
When Tang Cuo heard the order come out of his mouth, there was no wave in his heart.
For him, it was an opportunity. Because Louis XIV was disturbed by his friend's betrayal,
his breath was chaotic, revealing a tiny empty door.

Opportunity was fleeting, Tangcuo quickly rushed in, vigorously inspiring the ruling
Shenghui, stab at the empty door.

Ruling that Saint-Hui shined, Louis XIV finally did not avoid the past, and the armor on
his body failed to help him stop the blow. Tang Cuo successfully thrust the sword into
his chest, but he still missed it.

The tip of the sword was stuck in the ribs, and Tang Cuo was too slow to close the
sword. The slowness was broken. Louis XIV raised his hand and grabbed the sword of
arbitration. Ren Jian's blade cut his palm. He didn't even frown. His other hand
immediately waved the sword to Tangcuo.

Just one distance away, Tang Cuo saw his eyes, and was crazy suppressed under the
cold lake surface, which made people feel cold all over.

On the occasion of a desperate attack, Tang Cuo triggered the instant movement skill of
the Ivy League badge, which was evasive. But Louis XIV did not intend to let him go, a
magic hit, making Tang Cuo's standing a scorched earth.

Louis XIV is also a double-education of magical martial arts. His magic is also more
advanced than that of Tang Cuo. The light shield shattered in the ordinary time under
this magic attack.

"Cough, cough..." Tang Cuo covered her heart, a rusty smell in her mouth, and even
smelled a burnt smell on her body. The whole person was extremely embarrassed.

Fortunately, Roger Reed appeared on his side at the right time, blocking a round of
attacks for him.

"You just performed well, you can learn new magic."

"is teacher."

In such repeated training, Tang Cuo lasted another half an hour, and finally got through
to seven in the morning. This time his consumption is too great, if it is not the injury in
the magical realm will return to reality, it will definitely collapse.

But he couldn't rest yet, because the swordsmith who Edwin had arrived had arrived.

The other party looked at the sword of adjudication again and said the same thing as
Edwin, "... except that for the time being, no major problems are seen, please let me go
back and take a closer look. Your Excellency has provided me Many materials have
been recovered, if only the energy is dissipated, it will be restored within today, and I will
send it back before 7 pm."

Tang Cuo looked at the other person with confidence and couldn't help but come up with
other things.

【Amo's Gift】

The horn shell that the rainbow unicorn fell off in its early childhood is ground into
powder and sprinkled in the blacksmith's furnace, and it will get unexpected results.

"Please try this again." The ready-made swordsmith is still the first in the country, no
need to use it.

The swordsmith took the horn shell, and then he was stunned for a while, and then he
showed ecstasy, "This, this is the horn shell of the unicorn, oh my god, this is really rare!
Thank you, respected knight, let me be fortunate A glance at the style of this unique
material. I will definitely use it, and I will never let it down!"

Tang Cuo cleared his throat, "No thanks."

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The swordsmith returned the sword on time before seven o'clock in the evening. The
repaired Sword of Judgment looks no different from the original one, but the attributes
are undoubtedly enhanced.

Seeing only with the naked eye, the ruling Shenghui that it can stimulate is more
dazzling than before.

Opening the system panel, Tang Cuo's brow furrowed.

【Sword of Ruling】

Category: Weapon

Quality: Legend

Status: Bind

Description: The sword of Lord Theodore, the Hundred Flowers Kingdom, has the
blessings of the thirteenth generation elf king Mi Miye, with enchanted weapons
(damaged). It is rumored that when ruling Sheng Hui shines on the earth, all darkness
will disappear from nothing. Engraving skills [Star Drop] [Phantom].

Not to mention those two extra engraving skills first, the glaring "loss" word is really
dazzling. It was the swordsmith lying, did he not fix it at all?

Tang Cuo shook his head, denying this guess. He prefers that neither Edwin nor the
swordsmith can really see the problem with the sword of adjudication.
The name of this copy is called "Sword of Ruling", it must hide the mystery, is this
mystery hidden here?

Tang Cuo didn't understand for a moment, so he took the time to try those two
engraving skills first. The system does not describe much, but Tang Cuo can roughly
judge that [Starfall] comes from the star stone that Edwin said, and [Phantom] comes
from the horn shell of the rainbow unicorn.

No.14 Hualing Street is small and cannot be opened. Tangcuo simply went to the
magical realm to try it.

[Starfall] is a jumping and killing skill. When jumping down from a height, it can stimulate
200% of the usual energy to reach the maximum crit.

[Phantom], the full name should be called Phantom Sword, as the name suggests, the
sword is like a phantom, blurring the enemy's line of sight, so that the enemy can not
judge its specific direction.

These two are power-storing skills, which can be stimulated when it is determined that
Shenghui has accumulated to a certain extent. One [Star Drop] is roughly equivalent to
three [Phantoms] and five [Holy Shields].

As for the improvement of the other aspects of the Sword of Ruling, the system did not
make any explanation, and Tang Cuo needed to experience it himself. He then took out
the sheepskin roll that Edwin gave him and began practicing sword skills all the time.

The name of the sword technique is very long, it is called "the sacred outline of the
sacred swordsmanship of the sacred Tutucar dynasty". It is not a single sword
technique, but a set of basic and very authentic knight sword tactics. One move is
simple and neat, very suitable for Tang Cuo's way.

The sacred Tutucar dynasty should be the full name of the Tucha dynasty. It is not
surprising that in the status of Edwin, it is possible to come up with such a volume of
things.
In addition to sword skills, Tang Cuo also has new magic that Roger Reed taught him.
With the last two days left in the trial, he must seize the time and work like a dry sponge
to absorb water and add weight to the final battle.

After about four hours of training, Tangcuo found a secluded place to drink a potion and
take a break. Two hours later, half of the long night had passed, and he went to the
battlefield with a full gesture.

On the other side, Jin Cheng is not idle. His choir has expanded from the original twenty
to seventy or eighty. More and more little guys can't resist the temptation of beautiful
candy and join his team.

On this fifth day, Jin Cheng also opened a new battle site-a tavern. He used a trick "the
temptation of money" to spread the hero's story through the mouths of those drunks as
quickly as possible. The teaching songs are definitely too late to teach, and Jin Cheng
does not have so many people who can sing to live performances in major pubs, but
everyone tells stories.

There is no need for everyone to pass on wordlessly. This is a propositional story, but it
is open style. As long as you deduct the word "hero" in the title, you can get a high
score.

Jin Cheng needs to plant a shadow of a hero in everyone's heart, and the square
performance on the last day is the catalyst for the shadow to come true.

Time passed like this, day after day, and finally came to the last day of the trial.

Tang Cuo got up in the afternoon and searched the house without seeing Jin Cheng. It
happened that old William came back from the back garden with a kettle and said,
"Lancelot went out early in the morning. He came back once at noon, but the royal
palace sent him in a carriage to pick him up."

"Take it away?"
"Yeah, he is a little famous minstrel. I heard that the adults of the royal family like his
new music recently, so he is invited to be a guest. When he comes back from the
palace, then he is not a little famous. , But it is famous on the mainland."

Old William has his own sense of humor.

Tang Cuo didn't expect Jin Cheng to toss and toss, but also to drum himself into the
palace. Or maybe this is the plot setting, and Lancelot should have gone this way.

Standing in front of the sofa and looking at Charles II silently for a while, neither of them
wanted to care about anyone, so Tangcuo returned coldly to the second floor. Soon
after, Roger Reed came back through the study's teleportation array, so Tang Cuo
began his academic career again.

Jin Cheng finally returned at dinner, and the royal carriage drove him to the door,
attracting the envious eyes of the neighbors.

Tang Cuo looked at him with Charles II, embraced his arms and asked, "Is the princess
beautiful?"

Jin Cheng thought about it for a moment, and answered, "It's a little bit."

Tang Cuo: "."

Jin Cheng chuckled, "If your prince is willing to change into a women's dress, I think the
subjects of the Baihua Kingdom may be very happy that they have a princess."

Tang Cuo didn't understand what this man was laughing at.

You are a **** guy, have you forgotten.

The prince is not worse than the princess.

Jin Cheng, who is a real male and a fake guy, is still puzzled for a while, because Tang
Cuo's expression looks more complete than the period and is the second power of the
period. When he entered the room, he finally solved the puzzle with his ingenuity,
grabbed Charles II and rubbed his head hard as Tangcuo.

Charles II: "Meow?"

"His Royal Highness is only one meter seven or five, which is probably only a little
higher than Edwin." Jin Cheng abandoned Charles II again and leaned over to Tang
Cuo.

Tang Cuo squinted at him, not knowing whether his sentence was in the Highness of the
Black Prince or Black Edwin.

Edwin is not high. His Excellency Duke of the Hundred Flowers Kingdom is only about
173. When meeting that day, Tang Cuo was surprised to find that he was a head taller
than him.

His Excellency the Duke is quite honest, he has no insoles.

Speaking, the elven prince McCain is not high, is this the noble character of the Sicilian
continent?

Tang Cuo concealed himself indifferently, and his face was quiet. He took the milk tea
from old William and drank a sweet sip. He turned his head and said, "The palace didn't
leave you to eat?"

Jin Cheng: "No, they wanted to hire me as a court musician, and I refused. The queen
asked me to say hello to you."

"Don't trigger a side mission yet?"

"No."

The succession of two tasks did not trigger the side mission, which made Jin Cheng a
little worried, whether they missed the fragments of the movement. But then I thought
about it, since Yanye reminded Tangcuo to use the golden movement for an egg game,
it proved that she saw Tangcuo got the movement during the divination. No trigger, it
just means nothing in this copy.

The two were talking, and the topic naturally changed to serious matters, without any
violation. When Roger Reed went downstairs, he saw scenes of young people sitting
and discussing things.

"Dinner is ready." Old William shouted with a smile, and the three of them moved to the
dining table again and enjoyed a sumptuous dinner together.

This will probably be their last meal at 14 Hualing Street.

While Charles II was eating old William's secret grilled dried fish, he looked up at the
table from time to time. The most serious one is its old man, the one who smiles
beautifully is its new favorite, and they all love it.

It's just that every time when the white hair appears, their eyes will be attracted by the
white hair, which makes Charles II a bit tasted. He lowered his head and licked the hair
on his body again-the bright black hair was more handsome.

Humans don't really appreciate it.

After dinner, the final trial will begin. If Tang Cuo had nothing to explain, he would leave
with Roger Reed when he turned around. Without taking a few steps, he heard Jin
Cheng's voice ringing behind his back.

"Remember to watch my performance?"

"."

Tang Cuo turned back coolly and gave him a look.

Jin Cheng knows, this is the meaning of "get".

Ten minutes later, the magic secret territory.

Roger Reed began the last lesson of his trial, "Now, release the magic that you feel is
the most suitable and the best. Use the shortest time and don't leave room."

Tang Cuo thought for two seconds and released one—an instant small fireball.

Roger Reid was not surprised, "This is what you think is the most suitable and best?"

Tang Cuo: "Yes."

Roger Reid: "Congratulations, you got at least a passing score."

In a battle that requires every second, not excessively pursuing high-level magic is the
quality that a mature warrior should have. What's more, Tangcuo is still a knight. Roger
Reed didn't want him to give up close combat and focus on magic.

This is a big loss against Rose.

"The last thing I want to teach you is compression. Fireball is a junior of elementary
school. Any magic apprentice can learn it, but few people know that it can be advanced.
Use your mental power to put the element of fire Compression, if there are 100 fire
elements in a primary fireball, then after compression, it may have 500 or 1,000, and the
lethality will multiply."

Roger Reed stood on the ruins with a cane, raised his hand, and a fireball jumped into
the palm. He immediately clenched his fists, grasped the fireball firmly, opened it again,
and presented it to Tang Cuo's eyes—

The fire on the outer layer of the fireball was jumping, and the color of the flame
suddenly turned red from the ordinary orange to a small red fireball as if the high
temperature condensed.

"Look!" Roger Reid threw the fireball. I saw that the fireball flitted lightly through the
night sky, and then fell into the broken wall not far away.

"Boom--" With a loud noise, a large pit with white smoke was smashed on the ground.
"What you have to do is not just compression. Did you see my casting speed just now?
To release a high-order small fireball just like that, you need to reach the speed of an
instant small fireball to make sense."

Otherwise, other high-level magic can completely replace it.

Tang Cuo nodded.

It's okay, rubbing the small fireball, he is professional.

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Tang Cuo, a professional fire-rubbing performance artist, with his powerful soul strength
higher than ordinary people, gathers the surrounding fire elements under his almost
arrogant attitude, and then compresses frantically.

To the element of fire at this moment, he is like a cruel tyrant, so the affinity between the
two is reduced. But Tang Cuo didn't care, a small fireball, he only needed it to exist for a
second.

"Go." After the compression, Tang Cuo immediately threw the small fireball. The fireball
always shows signs of collapse due to the mismatch of fire elements, but one second is
enough for it to hit the target.
"Boom!" A big hole exploded in the opposite wall. Although not as powerful as Roger
Reed's, it was also impressive.

Roger Reid frowned slightly. Such a short time, such a great power, the talent is
terrifying. But it was too simple and rough way, it was easy to get bitter and mentally
hurt, he turned his head-Tang Cuo looked as usual.

Well, the descendants of the White Knight family do have chaotic capital, and this is his
Roger Reid student.

Thinking about this, Roger Reid became serious again, "The speed of compression is
still too slow."

Tang Cuo rubbed his slightly numb wrist and nodded cleverly. The colors of his little
fireballs are mixed, and orange and red are interlaced, which is an instability. If it is too
unstable, it will prolong his compressed time, and it is impossible to talk about the
instant. If you want to overcome this problem, you can only practice it again and again.

But Tangcuo was in a hurry.

"Teacher, is there a faster way?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Very short cuts are not desirable." Roger Reid frowned.

"I promised to watch Lancelot's performance and keep my promise, which is also the
basic quality of the knight."

"..."

Roger Reed felt the weirdness again, coming from between his students and the young
bard. They are always packed in a room.

Never mind.

Today is the last day of the trial. The goal is to make Theodore familiar with Rose’s
fighting style, temper his fighting will, and do it later after basic practice.
"I have a magic stone here that can enhance the affinity of the elements. You can hold it
to make the casting speed faster." Roger Reed took out a stone and passed it.

Tangcuo was silent.

Roger Reid: "What's wrong?"

Tang Cuo: "Nothing, thank you teacher."

Wasn't this stone he and Jin Cheng once bought from the fantasy unlimited market? He
is still lying exactly the same in his equipment bar.

Tang Cuo took the stone, and then glanced at the equipment bar again-well, Roger
Reid's stone is stronger than the dream wireless market, followed by the words
"Enhanced Edition".

With this stone increase, Tang Cuo's casting speed really improved a step, and the
compressed small fireball was also more stable than before.

A quarter of an hour later, Roger Reid's last lesson finally came to an end. Looking at
the students who didn't change their appearance from beginning to end, and only
showed their talents silently and efficiently, Roger Reid couldn't tell whether he was
gratified or anything else.

In the end, he hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and patted his shoulder
slightly stiffly. Such intimate movements are not very used to your supervisor.

"Theodore, the difficulties are not terrible." His voice was deep, "What the teacher and
your brother want to see most is your unrelenting heart and courage to face the
darkness."

"Go, beat him, I will wait for you here."

Tang Cuo embarked on this journey.

Moonlight is like water, and the flexible figure is like a cat walking in the dark night. From
the low wall here to the roof there, the six days of fighting has made Tang Cuo know
every corner of the place.

He didn't go directly to Louis XIV. Louis XIV was too strong. He needed more helpers to
consume the opponent's strength for him.

With the help of terrain, Tangcuo successfully crossed the battlefield and found the low
house where the rebel leader was.

They hid very well, there are even underground tunnels, but this is useless. Because
Louis XIV was not in the king's tent at all, he was leading a team of elites to kill here.

In terms of strength, they are no match for Louis XIV.

On strategy, they still can't compare to Louis XIV.

If not everyone had the determination to die and filled with flesh and blood at any cost,
they would not see the dawn of victory.

Even so, they only seriously injured Louis XIV, and failed to take his life.

In the flames of extinction, the fierce fighting continued. Tang Cuo took out the
parchment paper with the information prepared in advance, wrapped it in stone, and
threw it into the house.

After a while, there was a commotion in the room. Tang Cuo listened quietly in his ears,
and finally glanced at the window, flashing away.

He is going to save people.

Ten minutes later, there will be a big knight from the rebels who will be besieged in the
mass grave.

Not far ahead.

Tang Cuo speeded up his pace, sprinted and walked in the air, making his figure quickly
pull out the residual image. The night sheltered him under the wings, and only the
invisible wind captured his whereabouts.

The sword cut the bleeding flowers on the ground, and the wind blew, and the people in
the swaying flowers raised their heads but saw nothing.

Only the dark clouds weigh on the top.

The horn of the main attack sounded in the distance, and the thick voice trembles all the
souls here.

Whether it is alive or dying, the soul that has died and the body has not been separated,
all tremble together. The blood began to boil, burning the skin, wandering around the
limbs and bones, and screaming out through the cry, stirring the night sky.

"for freedom!!!"

Pick up the sword.

"For justice!!!"

I will die to death.

"Must win!!!"

Pledge not to look back.

Vast waves swept the night sky, and the dark clouds were dispersed, revealing a bright
and bright moon.

When the moon was in the sky, a black, flexible figure flew over the teardrops of that
sky, holding swords in both hands, like a falling star.

[Starfall], jumping and killing skills. It can stimulate 200% of the usual energy to reach
the maximum crit.
"Bang--" The shining long sword fell, and the so-called indestructible heavy armor
soldier was split in half by a sword.

The corpse separated from the left and right, and half a second later, it spewed blood
and splashed on another enemy behind. He stunned his eyes wide and paused before
looking down at the sword mark on his chest.

The next second, he leaned back and fell to the ground.

Double kill.

Tang Cuo looked calm, shook his sword, and turned back.

The injured knight knelt on his knees with his sword, and he managed to raise his head,
watching Tang Cuo's eyes revealing a hint of joy, "You, are you Nightingale?!"

Nightingale, nightingale.

Tang Cuo subconsciously glanced at the ring in his hand and determined that the big
knight was calling him, but Nantinger sounded like a female name.

Neither Edwin nor Roger Reid told him that the ancestor with the sword of ruling was a
knight.

But this is not the time to think about it.

The mass pit, as the name suggests, is a large pit in which corpses of tens of thousands
are buried. The only difference is that these people have just died. The whole mass
grave has almost no place to settle. Most of the people here are rebels, and even many
civilians with little fighting power.

At this time, only Tangcuo and the Grand Knight could stand in the whole mass grave,
and the dark golden knight who was watching around.

Tangcuo threw the card [Rainwater] immediately and then took out a bottle of healing
potion and threw it to the Grand Knight, "Kill me!"
"Good!" The Grand Knight is also unambiguous. At the juncture of life and death, he
was suddenly treated to restore his combat effectiveness, so how can he fall here? He
carried the epee, stepped out, and rushed to Tang Cuo almost instantly. Like the same
artillery shell, he smashed into the encircling circle in front of him, and instantly killed the
opponent to turn his back.

Tang Cuo followed, and at this time an archer was struck by the epee, and was
approaching Tang Cuo. Tang Cuo sideways avoided, raising his hand is a sword to
quickly make up the knife.

He was very confident in his feel, and he didn't want to see if he was dead, just pulled
his sword and left.

"See you in the bell tower!"

He shouted at the knight, the palm of his sword glowed with magic, and the tip of the
sword immediately penetrated the ground. The earth was surging, and a huge ice snake
one meter wide and more than ten meters long broke through the ground, carrying
Tangcuo toward the bell tower.

The bell tower was the location of Tangzuo's decisive battle. He sent intelligence to the
rebel chiefs and rescued the knights, all for the purpose of preserving the vitality of the
rebels. Before Louis XIV had an absolute advantage, he killed the past.

The night wind was like a sword, Tangcuo stood on top of the ice snake's head and
looked up at the moon.

The moon tonight is actually very round, big, very bright, and beautiful. Forgive him for
not having a rich vocabulary and writing a hymn. But Tangcuo loves the moon very
much, and is cold and lonely, like a poet.

"Huh!" A few arrows suddenly broke through the wind.

Tang Cuokong evaded, but because of this small delay, he fell from the head of the
snake to the tail of the snake. Archers, he frowned slightly, to kill Louis XIV, these
soldiers are always in trouble.

But it does not matter, Tang Cuo has found a solution after several days of practice, and
this is why he chose the bell tower.

"Boom--"

"West Fifteen!"

The quaint bells and the screams of exhaustion sounded almost at the same time, and
the distant blue light gathered from the top of the bell tower, and in a flash, the light shot
like a sword.

"Boom!!!" I don't know who was shot from the sky from afar.

The only remaining magic crossbow in the city is in the clock tower. Here is one of the
few areas that are still under rebel control, and arrogance like Louis XIV did not bypass
the clock tower from its own route because of this.

Other than that.

"over there!"

"Stop them!"

In the hidden tunnels, under the haystacks, and among the ruins, one figure after
another turned out, and the enemy was taken away when he saw the opportunity.

An archer was standing on the courtyard wall in good order, pulling the bow at Tangcuo.
Suddenly, a hand was stretched out behind his back to cover his mouth, while at the
same time the other hand was holding a dagger and aiming at his waist pocket.

"Well!" The shout was like his figure, disappearing instantly on the courtyard wall, like a
drop of water falling into the sea, silently.
Here, hiding from a bunch of rebel soldiers, digging tunnels and drilling dog holes, there
is nothing they can't do.

The ice snake's survival time is limited, and Tang Cuo directs it to hit a house in front of
him. The roof collapsed, and the wall fell, revealing the scouts hidden under Louis XIV.

The broken ice snake directly frozen them unprepared into a ballast. The high-level
magic of the ice snake is not only used by Tang Cuo as a mount.

In front of the clock tower, the leader of the rebel army, the great magician had
successfully intercepted to Louis XIV with his people. The magic light is like a colorful
ocean, almost submerging half the bell tower.

Tangcuo raised his sword and joined the battle.

At the same time, the most colorful performances will be performed on the Spring
Square of the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers.

On the high platform piled with flowers, Jin Cheng embraced the small harp and smiled
at the crowd around him. The noble ladies sitting in the carriage at the intersection lifted
their curtains and looked at him. Adventurers and bounty hunters leaning on the street
holding wine bottles looked at him. Gardeners everywhere in the Kingdom of Flowers
looked at him and held hands. The children of the innocent choir of candles also looked
at him--

He raised his hand to salute, "Please enjoy the hymn of the hero, "From the Continent
of Sicily."

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 163: Ruling

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"Boom."

The little harp took the lead in tuning.

The little girl with claw braids rang the bell.

She shook her head with the music, and the half-circle teenagers around each other
smiled and played a tambourine. The drum sounds of "Dong Dong, Dong Dong", as well
as the sound of the drunkard sitting in the corner playing the acoustic guitar, started the
prologue of the music together.

Ethereal, distant, cheerful and light, this is Jin Cheng, or strictly speaking, the Sicilian
continent in Lancelot's mind. Here the grass is lush and the folk customs are simple.
Even the country of the moon hidden in the yellow sand is like a stubborn desert flower.
The more it blooms, the more beautiful it is.

"You asked me where I came from?

Traveler in a foreign land.

If you stop for me,

Then please listen to my story.

Let me offer you a glass of wine,

Tell you,

Tell you,

There is a river made of honey,

There is a sea of ​windmills,

There is my dream home.

Do you ask me where I come from?

Traveler in a foreign land.

If you set aside weeds,

Then please wipe my tombstone.

Let me tell you a story,

Tell you,

Tell you,

Why are stars so bright,

Why the earth will bloom a hundred flowers,

Why did I fail to return to my hometown.

..."

In the cheerful aftertaste, the violin sound is added. The music, with Jin Cheng's
changing voice and gradually deepened voice, brought a trace of sorrow to the second
movement.

The thick and melodious orchestra began to play, but the sound floated high above the
head, looking distant and open. The hearts of the people were still jumping in a cheerful
atmosphere, and they couldn't help but follow the direct voice.

Jin Cheng went to the palace, and he borrowed the court musicians with his tongue, but
he did not directly put this show off. This looks too grand and solemn.
He always felt that the bard's concert was more free and closer to the public. So he
placed the palace musicians in the attic of various houses around the square, just
around the circle of Kasuga Square. I then asked the League of Ivy League to draw a
loudspeaker array for each of them. On the day of the performance, as long as the
window is opened, the music flows naturally.

That was the sound of floating down from the top of the head, directly hitting the sky.
The huge sound field choked each listener's mind and locked them firmly in the singing
voice.

In a week's time, they actually don't allow them to conduct rehearsals, but fortunately
this is a magical world, and Jin Cheng just minored in sonic abilities.

He can cast some magic on his voice.

The second movement sounded, sorrow shrouded in faint clouds, but his voice was like
an arrow piercing the clouds, with vitality and unwavering determination.

Just as in the magical realm at this moment, he rushed to everyone in Louis XIV without
fear.

"Louis! Let's die!!!" The great knight wielding his epee burned all his energy and rushed
to Louis XIV. Every step of him, he can step out of the crack on the ground, growling
and roaring, stepping out in one step, holding the sword in both hands, rotating, the
sword comes out-

"Clang!" The sound was loud.

Louis XIV's metal armguard wrapped around his right arm suddenly popped a dark gold
shield to block the sword. The vitality overflowed from where the sword and shield met,
like a shock wave, blowing all the people around.

The stone slabs at the feet of the two shattered at almost the same time, and the
corners of the mouth overflowed with blood, and they could not stand still.
The rebel leader, the great magician, saw him quickly swayed his deputy who healed
him, picked up his staff again, and a complicated mysterious spell came out.

Assault the spell.

As the name suggests, there is no trick attack magic. The faint blue magical light was
excited from the top of the staff and radiated towards Louis XIV.

But Louis XIV snorted, and as soon as his wrist turned, he shocked the Grand Knight.

In the end, the Grand Knight was injured, and his strength was not as good as Louis
XIV. He burned his sword, and he failed to hold the other side. And at this moment,
Tang Cuo killed.

[Fire Thorn], high-level magic.

Three flames like thorns and vines were excited from Tangcuo's sword, and the sword in
his hand became a fire whip. The fire whip was seven or eight meters long, and it was
hot and indestructible. It stiffly blocked Louis XIV's retreat, forced him back, and
received the attack spell.

Louis XIV groaned and finally spit out blood. He raised his hand to cover his heart, but
didn't hurt his great magician, sharp eyes fixed on Tang Cuo, as if to tear him apart.

His footsteps moved slightly, and within a second, a sword pierced the ground where
Tangcuo stood just now.

Fortunately, Tang Cuo had been prepared for a long time, and he avoided it in time.
Louis XIV Huo Ran turned around, and in a blink of an eye he re-locked Tang Cuo's
position again, catching up again.

The figures of the two were in tandem, so fast that it was difficult to capture.

After several transfers, Tang Cuo suddenly stopped and blocked the sword of Louis XIV
with a light shield. The two faced each other at close range, with a transparent shield,
Tang Cuo looked directly at his eyes—
[Soul shock]

Louis XIV was caught off guard and closed his eyes subconsciously.

Tang Cuo took advantage of the "Doom Cube" and "Tu Dun" one after another. When
the light of the Rubik's Cube flashed, he had disappeared from the front of Louis XIV, so
fast that Louis XIV did not see his whereabouts. Although this is a role-playing copy, he
is not allowed to use skills and props that are contrary to the plot settings, but cards and
cubes can be hidden things, as long as they are used properly, they can play their due
role.

Perhaps it was because God disliked Louis XIV, and he happily triggered the doom
punishment of "halving life".

Louis XIV felt the sudden loss of vitality in his body. Looking at the empty front, his eyes
were light, but his lips were slightly curved.

He looked around and couldn't find Tang Cuo's figure, but the next second, he suddenly
stabbed into the ground again.

The golden light soared from the tip of the sword, forcing Tang Cuo to appear.

Tang Cuo also felt bad, panting, pale.

[Soul Deterrence] depends on the strength difference between the two sides. His
strength was originally weaker than that of Louis XIV. After several fights, the strength of
the opponent's soul was also staggering, so the previous move had hurt the enemy by
1,000.

Louis XIV is too strong.

But because of this, Tang Cuo can't stop. He has to take advantage of the Rubik's Cube
to give him no breathing opportunities. The so-called one-off, then decay, and
exhaustion, he can not leave any room for himself.

Go forward.
Keep going.

Until victory.

The fire in the distance is like the background board of the war, and the rose pattern on
the neck of Louis XIV shimmers with a golden luster, enchanting and magnificent.

The smile on the corner of his mouth looked a bit cruel, and looked at Tang Cuo like a
demon head that couldn't be beaten.

Tang Cuo used to deal with the devil, because for him or many of his comrades-in-arms,
instructor Jin Cheng was the devil.

"Dang--" The two met again, swiftly tumbling around, the sound of metal clashes
continued. Tang Cuo knows why Louis XIV is staring at himself because of the sword of
ruling.

Because of Mi Mi Ye.

So when he was doing the trick, Jin Cheng would suddenly turn up and show a trace of
sarcasm, saying, "What do you think Ai Miye is doing now? If he wants you to die, will
you die?"

"Go!" Louis XIV really angered.

Tang Cuo cut his arm with a sword and fell back in embarrassment. But he didn't fall to
the ground, the uninjured hand propped on the ground, and a flip appeared neatly
behind Louis XIV.

【Phantom Sword】

Louis XIV was disturbed by Tang Cuo's sarcasm. Even if it was only a short moment, he
turned back to face the Phantom Sword and still suffered.

At the same time, Jin Cheng's movement finally reached its climax.
The burst drum sounds merged into the ocean of music, that is not the tambourine of
the teenagers, but the snare drum. The ubiquitous drum sounds, such as thunder and
thunderstorms, followed the passionate rhythm, and slammed them into uncontrollable
waves.

They seemed to be controlled by music even their breath. It was a pair of magic hands,
gently brushed in front of their eyes, as if to let them go from the Kasuga Square
surrounded by flowers to the battlefield that shouted to kill.

They clenched their fists subconsciously, holding their breath, and the next second, the
violin group's sound like a violent horse hissed and suddenly entered. The moment of
warfare raised at that moment, and the deep and heavy sorrow when suddenly falling
back, made everyone goosebumps instantly.

Someone opened their eyes wide, their mouths slightly opened, and words of
amazement were about to blurt out, but they were blocked by the tumult of singing.

That's not Jin Cheng's voice, not even the voice of a person.

They are hoarse and rough like sand and gravel; some are low, melodious and sad;
some are full of power, even high, mixed together, from low to high, without lyrics, no
complicated melody, just repeated singing A sentence.

Repeatedly, one sentence after another sentence, constantly advancing and moving
forward, like the soldiers who went forward and succeeded on the battlefield, singing the
last voice of life.

This is really a simple melody, so simple that anyone listening to two or three sentences
can sing along.

Jin Cheng admired in his heart that Lancelot was a genius, the most popular bard in
Sicily, and he could capture people's hearts with music.

Standing in the crowd singing are other bards who have received invitations, as well as
adventurers and bounty hunters who have heard hero stories in taverns.
After a few sentences, the singing began to spread out circle by circle. From the tearful
little gardener to the entourage knights of the noble masters standing outside the
carriage, they couldn't help but merge into the ocean of singing.

They sincerely prayed for victory in the war.

If the singing can break through the barrier and reach the ears of the soldiers, they will
go all out.

"Hold on! It's almost there!"

Scouts holding the rebel banner high stood in the tall bell tower and shouted. The magic
crossbow had reached the last moment when it was about to be disintegrated. A rebel
army gritted his teeth and fired the last arrow, then fell down on the ground without
force, and even had no strength to confirm whether its landing point was correct.

He looked at the beautiful pattern painted on the top of the bell tower, struggling to
reach out what he wanted to touch, but his eyes gradually faded away, and the sound of
"ho, ho" uttered in his mouth until it was silent.

"What's wrong with you?!" The scout hurried back, shaking the companion's body
vigorously, but received no response. At this time, there was a loud noise outside, and
after a wave of shaking, he ran back to the railing.

The ground collapsed, and it was another huge pit, like a scar on the earth, shocking.

The knight stood in the middle of the giant pit, leaning on his sword, his body shook
slightly, but his back was straight.

The next second, he fell straight down.

"Bang!"

When the dust fell, howling.

There is a sword, but it is still waving straight to the enemy without stopping.
Everyone's mind was attracted by the sword, as if that was their last hope. That was
Nightingale, the title of Nightingale, the last female knight of the dark age.

Of course, it is now Tang Cuo.

In the cold moonlight, [Moonlight Tide] exerts its maximum effect, just like the torrent of
flooding Louis XIV. But it was a rose, an immortal rose. When everyone raised a heart
and prayed for a miracle to happen, Tangcuo did not.

He does not pray for miracles, he only believes in himself.

Sure enough, the tide had not yet dispersed, and the dark gold's light broke through the
shackles, killing Tang Cuo. It was an almost unavoidable move, fierce, strong, and
lightning fast.

Tang Cuo's pupils shrank suddenly, and between the electric light and stone fire, he
held the Ivy League badge and triggered [teleportation].

His figure suddenly appeared over a hundred meters, just like a little cinnabar on the
moon, his hands held up the sword of adjudication, seamless connection skills-[Star
Fall].

"Bang!" Tangcuo pressed Louis XIV with a lore, and slammed him into the ground.

But Louis XIV still caught the sword, both sides wrestling, the wrist holding the sword
was shaking. Tang Cuo bit his tongue and forced it down, pressing Louis XIV's sword
into his shoulder.

The shoulder armor cracked and blood flowed.

Louis XIV was already the end of the crossbow, but under desperate circumstances,
this incomparable king still exploded in awe-inspiring abilities, and pushed Tang Cuo
back a little bit.

The two sides finally separated again.

Louis XIV gasped and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and said, "Do you
think you can kill me like this?" After the words were finished, his sword tip pressed
down, and the empty left hand condensed the glory of magic.

Everyone saw the heart sink, they all forgot, Louis XIV was still a stunning magician.

But now it's all here, what else?

What about it?

"Fight, never retreat." The rebel leader had no idea how many times he got up from the
ground, picked up his dusty magic wand, wobbled, and stared at Louis XIV with his
determined eyes.

"No retreat." This is his last words.

The last battle started, and all the people who could still stand picked up their weapons
and roared towards Louis XIV, like a moth.

The flaming rose bloomed under Louis XIV's feet, and vines grew like snakes on the
ground, spreading out in an instant.

Roses and snakes.

The fire was blowing like wind, and his hair fluttered, and the rose pattern on his neck
became more red, almost bleeding.

The rebels who rushed at him were caught in the fire as soon as they touched the rose
vine. Each flower bud blooms as a bomb, which instantly takes a life.

Tang Cuo looked slightly condensed. If he guessed right, this was the predecessor of
the "Rose Bomb" magic of the Rose Sect.

But even if he could guess, he was helpless in the face of such domineering magic. But
at this moment, a figure crossed him and threw himself out desperately.

Is the leader of the rebels.

He was very embarrassed, almost falling down within the flame rose. Holding the staff in
both hands, the tip of the staff was inserted into the ground, he gritted his teeth,
endured the fire, and opened his mouth to read the spell-

Different time and place of death, the same way of death.

He will die with Louis XIV.

In the life-and-death fight, the blossoming roses exploded, and the tremor was greater
than any previous time, so that the bell tower not far away began to collapse and
overwhelmed.

"boom--"

The bell tower fell and the magician died, but he created an opportunity for Tang Cuo.

"Sorry."

Tang Cuo rushed forward at full speed on the road he had opened up and waved his
last sword to Louis XIV. In fact, he is also the end of a strong crossbow, and the magic
power is not enough to support any high-level magic, and his skills and props, except
those that can not be used in this copy, have almost entered the cooling. What's even
more terrible is that he has run out of potions, leaving only 15% of his health.

Was shocked.

Punch again.

Both Tangcuo and Louis XIV have reached the point where the soldiers meet.

Louis XIV gritted his teeth and looked pale, but he could not believe that he would be
defeated by a group of so-called rebels. He has his own pride and confidence, he is
Louis XIV, he will never die here.

With the last blow, Louis XIV's magic came out again, but he couldn't support the magic
as big as before. The flame rose attached to his sword and pierced Tangcuo precisely.
Tang Cuo responded to him with only a small fireball.

Louis XIV was stunned, but the battle of minutes and seconds could not allow him to
stop and think about it, and could only continue.

Tang Cuo was already seriously injured. After throwing a small fireball with all his
strength, he had no time to dodge beside him, but he could not escape the move of
Louis XIV. Louis XIV was no different, but that was just a small fireball.

It's just a small fireball.

He thought so, but the fireball suddenly exploded in front of him, and the powerful
impact and scorching heat blew his chest into a **** flesh.

Both sides fell to the ground at the same time.

The surviving people stared at this scene in stunned silence, not knowing who had won.
The feet are more like nails, unable to move, at a loss.

Fortunately, Tang Cuo suddenly issued a violent cough and sat up from the ground. He
immediately drew out an amulet and fixed his eyes on it for a second.

[Amulet of School Flowers] Fortune props have a 25% chance to trigger "absolute
defense" to isolate all attacks. Duration 3 seconds, cooling time 1 hour.

With a small fireball plus a lucky 25%, he won.

But Tang Cuo hadn't relaxed yet. He stood up with his sword on his back and walked to
the side of Louis XIV. Sure enough, he saw that he was still gasping.

So Tangcuo raised the sword and stabbed it.

With Louis XIV's eyes wide open, the incomparable king finally ended the curtain from
then on. The blood had infiltrated the sword of adjudication, and the glimmer of the
sword appeared, and it immediately returned to peace.
The late cheering became the master of this land, and also connected two different time
and space.

On Kasuga Square, the music enters the final chapter.

The golden sunlight penetrated the heavy clouds, the war ended, and the wounded hero
was buried here, but he finally won. The children who stood on the side of Jin Cheng
holding candles at the beginning began the final recitation.

"You asked me where I came from?

Traveler in a foreign land.

If you shed tears for me,

Then please go to my hometown.

Let me sing you a song,

Tell you,

Tell you,

The hometown is in the distant mainland of Sicily.

The grass is there,

There is a lot of money there,

..."

The clean, angel-like voice healed the wound, but couldn't stop the tears.

The sentimental little girls were already crying in the crowd, and even the adventurers
who were accompanied by wine all day could not help wet their eyes. And each of their
tears turned into the power of faith with different points, which was constantly fed back
to Jin Cheng in the voice of "ding, ding, ding".
In the dim tears, the petals rained suddenly in the sky.

Everyone looked up at the colorful petals together, and the lights of the magic lamp
illuminated them so beautifully and gorgeously, and let the hearts fall back to this
fireworks world, but they couldn't forget what they had just experienced.

"Lancelot!"

"Lancelot!"

"Lancelot!"

"..."

Cheers broke through the clouds, and Lancelot, the most popular bard of the Sicilian
continent, will eventually go down in history.

But soon it was discovered that the bard had somehow slipped away. Everyone looked
around him, and even the noble lady blushed in the carriage, and secretly decided to
invite him back to the castle to attend the spring dinner.

By that time, he must be asked to make a new song for herself, then she must be the
most watched girl in the audience.

Jin Cheng, who was remembered by everyone, was quietly passing through the crowd
at the moment and came to a remote corner of the square. There, a young knight
leaned on the lamppost, his expression calm, but slightly tired.

"Slap, slap." He clapped his hands, who were always stingy with words, and said, "The
performance is great."

"Thank you for your support." Jin Cheng smiled and hugged him into his arms, biting his
ear with him. "Tell you quietly, my boyfriend is even better."
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The long night is not over yet. Jin Cheng’s power of 10,000 points of faith is still a few
hundred points short and is steadily increasing, so the two still have time to walk along
the street illuminated by the magic lamp.

Tang Cuo was a little tired, so they walked slowly. Jin Cheng wanted to carry him, but he
ruthlessly refused.

"Louis XIV--"

"Are you sure you want to talk to other men at this time?"

"He repaired the sword of adjudication."

"Aren't you going to a decisive battle?"

This matter is not a long story, Tang said: "I killed him, and the sword will be fine."

Tang Cuo determined that this was the change only after Louis XIV's death. At that time,
he was opening the system panel to confirm the progress of the copy, and suddenly he
was blessed to the soul, and checked the description of the sword of ruling. Sure
enough, the word "lost" is gone.
Wen Yan, Jin Cheng remembered that in the last copy, Tang Cuo pulled a sword to
destroy the magic circle. His blood dripped on the rose petals to make the rose glow,
and he could not help squinting.

At the time, they both speculated that Theodore might be a rose.

Tang Cuo also said that when Louis XIV died, there seemed to be a glimmer of light on
the sword.

"Maybe some of Louis's soul is attached to the sword, just like the sword spirit, so no
matter how to repair it before, without the sword spirit, the sword of ruling is incomplete."
Jin Cheng said.

Tang Cuo nodded.

The question now is, what does Theodore with the sword of ruling be?

"I tend to have Theodore partially assimilated by roses, otherwise in the tomb,
Theodore, Peter and Buzz are all present, and the sword of ruling is still broken, the
sword spirit is not there, why is Theo More inherited? Because he has been influenced
by the sword spirit a little bit since he began to wear the sword of ruling." As he said, Jin
Cheng remembered the sentence circulating on the mainland of Sicily--

Thousands of years later, the immortal rose will definitely bloom again.

"Perhaps this time point of the millennium corresponds to Theodore. It can even be
boldly guessed that the Rose sect was also deceived by Louis XIV. He deliberately
released the smoke and fog bomb of the sacrifice circle, on the one hand, let the Rose
sect People continue to study eternal life, on the other hand, to protect the real'self',
which is Theodore."

Because Tang Cuo was tired, he became more and more pitiful, as Jin Cheng said
throughout. The two also had enough tacit understanding. What Jin Cheng said was
basically what Tang Cuo thought.
According to the correct timeline, although Louis XIV was stabbed by Nightingale with
the sword of ruling, he did not die immediately. At this time, he may have foreseen the
coming of God's punishment, so he attached part of his soul to the sword of
adjudication.

This is the beginning of his layout.

How to avoid the eyes and ears of God and leave a ray of vitality to yourself is the
proposition of this layout.

The Rose Sect and the Sword of Judgment, one light and one dark line, ensure the
continuation of vitality.

Choosing Theodore would be an excellent decision. Not to mention the talents of the
White Knight family, there is a high probability that they are better than those found by
the Rose Sect. Speaking of Theodore's identity, he will be the core member of the
justice side. Once Louis XIV is resurrected in him, with his mind and city, he can
disintegrate the Ivy League and the White Knight family at a minimum cost.

But in the final analysis, this is a continent with a god. The power of fate is like an
invisible hand, pushing everything behind. This cannot be explained by reasoning.

Theodore in the original plot must also have a glimpse of the truth, but it will not be all.
Because in this trial, his sword of ruling is intact, so there will be no such experience as
Tang Cuo.

Where will he go?

Thinking between them, they walked back to Hualing Street again. The bookstore on
the corner was still lit, and the beautiful blonde girl was packing up the counter, ready to
close.

Jin Cheng glanced at Tang Cuo's slightly pale face, said "wait for me for a while", and
ran into the bookstore. Tang Cuo stood by the road and waited to see him talk to the girl
for a while. He smiled and pointed to Tang Cuo outside, which caused the girl to smile,
and then took out a piece of cake.

"The last piece in the shop was originally not for sale. I had worn my mouth and I was
willing to let it be given to me." Jin Cheng blinked and began to invite credit.

Tang Cuo just gave up and asked him what he had said to the girl, but it was definitely
not serious anyway. But he did not rush back, and sat down next to Jin Cheng's
intention at the flower bed, listening to him while eating the cake.

In fact, he also has a little, but a little bit of the idea of ​wanting to keep his time. There is
no need to think about the copy or to care about the Yongye City, only he and Jin Cheng
spend leisurely days.

Speaking of a little fresh.

Not very suitable for a violent man like him.

So after a while, Jin Cheng suddenly felt that his shoulders were heavy and he turned
his head, and he saw Tang Cuo fell asleep against him. In the soft light, fatigue was
evident on his face.

Looking down, the cake was finished, and there was a little chocolate powder on the
right fingertip. Jin Cheng took out his handkerchief, took his hand and wiped it for him,
and then, as if he had discovered a new continent, he began to study his palm prints.

Studying, researching, interlocking fingers.

Tang Cuo was not actually asleep, he was tired and closed his eyes for a while. Jin
Cheng also knew that he was not asleep, and both of them did not know what to say,
and nobody said much.

I don't know how long it passed, the hustle and bustle in the distance faded away, and
Jin Cheng's power of faith was almost collected. There was a loud horseshoe around
the corner of Hualing Street, and Tang Cuo opened his eyes.
The carriage with a rose pattern is Edwin's car.

It was a calm knight who drove the carriage for Edwin. He recognized Tang Cuo and Jin
Cheng, and then tightened the reins to stop the carriage. Edwin lifted the curtain and
looked out, and said warmly: "I just want to find you."

The two stood up, "Brother (His Duke)."

Edwin nodded and looked at Tang Cuo. "I'm going to travel a long distance, I'm afraid I
won't see you again in a short time, so I made a special trip to see you."

Tang Cuo noticed his light-packed brief, and the silver cloak on his body, and asked,
"Where is Brother?"

Edwin: "Yorkshire."

This is a somewhat familiar place name, but Tang Cuo couldn't remember where he
heard it. Edwin frowned when he saw him: "Don't worry about me, I will be back soon.
Theodore, when his brother is away, listen to Uncle Roger Reed, you know? Uncle
Roger Reed? Although stricter, he is actually a generous elder, and it’s okay to spoil him
when necessary."

Tang Cuo: "..."

Edwin shook his head with a smile, the gentle and gentle Lord, it seemed that he was
happy because he made a joke of his brother. He then looked at Jin Cheng again,
"Tonight's performance is great, looking forward to seeing you next time, Mr. Lancelot.
Moonlight Castle welcomes you."

Jin Cheng replied, "It's an honor."

Edwin again told Tangcuo a few words, he left. In the sound of the horse's hoof, the
carriage drifted away, gradually disappearing in the direction of leaving the city.

Tang Cuo finally remembered where Yorkshire was.

"July Rose." His voice was deep.

"Yes, that's where the July Rose incident happened." Jin Cheng also thought of it and
realized a little more, "Lin Yandong said, July Rose is the last battle of a knight, and that
knight is Ed. Wen. A copy with Edwin as the protagonist, we may not be able to meet it."

In other words, the July Rose may not be part of the "Moon Hidden Land", or maybe just
a background board.

The side just now is farewell.

This taste is not very good, even if Edwin is just a npc who hasn't played very long. Both
Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng are no longer in the mood to continue dating outside. Just
then, Jin Cheng’s power of faith is collected, and the familiar system broadcast sounds
again.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for successfully completing the fifth round of the serial
mission "The Country of the Moon": Sword of Judgment. Difficulty: Difficult. Rating: a.
Earned character points: 120."

"Please check the system panel for personal rewards."

"Welcome back to Yongye City!"

A copy was popped up and the two returned to their home in Area E.

The rating of a surprised Jin Cheng and looked at Tang Cuo. Tang Cuo's victory with a
25% probability of betting is not an exaggeration, but he feels that he cannot tell Jin
Cheng. Moreover, Jin Cheng’s performance is not something that ordinary people can
do, so half of this a must be counted on Jin Cheng. Tang Cuo felt that he didn’t need
much explanation.

Unreasonable and strong.

Jin Cheng was helpless, but he couldn't help it. He glanced at the system panel, this
time the rewards given by the system were quite generous, and Tang Cuo was even
more abundant there.

The magic that Roger Reid taught him, the knightly sword trick given by Edwin, etc. are
all part of the reward, not to mention that he also has the full version of the sword of
adjudication.

This was a long-anticipated one, and the only reward that was not expected was a
[secret recipe for milk tea made by William]

Jin Cheng quipped with a smile: "You take this secret recipe and wait for the next
Yongyecheng civil servant to evaluate, maybe you can even mix with the official tea
shop owner Dangdang, it will be very popular."

Tang Cuo: "No need."

The two of them said with a smile, in that box, a new round of surprise was being
staged in the game hall of Yongye City.

Since the last time Lin Yandong suddenly reached the top of the double list, many
players have developed the habit of looking at the list from time to time, fearing when
there will be amazing changes.

The same is true today. Someone just glanced subconsciously and saw a player
number jumping up like a rocket.

"The lying trough, the lying trough is here again! They are coming again!"

"Who is k27216? Why is this number so familiar??"

"Mom Jin Cheng!"

"It's Jin Cheng's one!"

"In the first thirty! He has entered!"

"The first twenty..."

"Is this the Red List? Is this still the Red List I know? Is this list papered?!"

"Sun."

"Tenth!!!"

Unlike Lin Yandong's sudden appearance, this time everyone watched Tang Cuoxia Ke
Shang and witnessed a surge. The sourness, the excitement, is simply staggering.

Although Tangcuo's number stopped after rushing to the tenth place, it was the tenth in
the region, and Tangcuo is still a low-level player!

"What the **** did he do, how did his strength turn so much in just a few days?"

"Did Jin Cheng help him cheat?"

"Mr. Crow? Mr. Crow? Has anyone come out to explain!"

"It's too fierce, who is this..."

"..."

There are many opinions, and the ceiling of the game hall is almost overturned by the
sound waves. After about ten minutes, players with sharp eyes finally found their clues
from another list that people usually don't pay much attention to or change too much.

That list is a weapon ranking, also known as a white list. Xiao Tong's swing stick, Jin
Cheng's mechanical bow, Rong Yi's pocket watch, etc., are all impressively listed.

And now, a new weapon appears on the list, and it is in a very prominent position.

Third place: Sword of Ruling (Legend)

Legendary weapons, coupled with a sudden rise in the Red List ranking, this sword
holder must have Tang Cuo not ran away. The truth was easily revealed, but what about
it?

The sword is Tangcuo, and Tangcuo is Jin Cheng.

Take another look at Jin Cheng's ranking.

"Is this **** dog going to run in front of Leng Miao!"

Everyone paid so much attention to Tangcuo that they didn't find any changes in the top
five on the Red List. It doesn't matter if it doesn't look like it, it's shocking to see it.
Crimson disappears from the list after death, Jin Cheng squeezes out Leng Miao again,
so he is now-the third in the Red List.

"Look again, look again..." Some players covered their hearts, their eyes continued to
dissipate on the list, I don't know what else I want to watch, but I think I want to look
again.

From this perspective, there are really other changes.

"J90007, is this black loli? I remember this number, is it her!"

"Sixteenth place..."

"Isn't she being held hostage by the vaccine research institute? Isn't she held hostage?
Why didn't she die instead?"

"What happened in the copy?"

Huge confusion and consternation swept the entire game hall again, and one player's
words said everyone's voice, "This one or two, are they going to fully slaughter the
championship to dominate the Yongye City?"

Isn't it?
Tang Cuo, Lilith, Jin Cheng, aren't these all together? And it's not a short-lived alliance,
it's a real person on a boat. Two of them are said to be on a bed.

The crowd then hurriedly searched for the number of Wen Xiaoming on the list, and saw
that he was still in his original position, and he was relieved.

Look, there is still a normal person here.

The normal person Wen Xiaoming just came out of the copy and heard the comments
of the players around him, and couldn't help but grief from it, frowning while covering his
heart, as if he could pass away at any time.

Yongye City is really too unfriendly to logistics support staff like him. One day he will
create an artifact to reach the top of the white list, and give all these broken pieces to
the sudden.

Really mad at this genius.

But Wen Xiaoming felt more happy because Lilith. Originally he had been checking, but
he blamed the black hat for shortening the time for the mandatory copy to trigger. He
had to swipe the copy first, and he heard good news as soon as he came out.

Since Lilith's ranking has gone up, it means that she is in good condition in the copy, at
least not in danger.

congratulations.

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The news of the game hall finally passed back to Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng's ears. Jin
Cheng pondered for a moment and came to the conclusion: "I squeezed the cold,
maybe because of the belief system."

Tang Cuo: "You brought it out?"

"Well. The accumulated power of more than 10,000 points of faith is still there, but I
don't know how to use it." Jin Cheng was also a little surprised, thinking that this belief
system is a special product of the copy, but I didn't expect it to be brought out.

The positions of the top five in the Red List rarely change, and they, the so-called elites,
want to make any breakthroughs in strength, in fact, it is much harder than newcomers
like Tangcuo. This belief system can help him directly squeeze out the cold, and should
not be underestimated.

Tang Cuo said: "Future copies may not meet the role of Lancelot. If the belief system is
so powerful, try to collect it in Yongye City."

Jin Cheng joked: "This is to train me to be a magic stick?"

Tang Cuo really thought about it for a long time, and finally discovered that Jin Cheng
might have this talent.

The left protector Chi Yan, the right protector Wen Xiaoming, one provides mouth gun
support and one provides technical support, this combination is enough to dominate the
Yongye City.

Jin Cheng is very rare to see Tang Cuo showing his spirits, especially when Tang Cuo
suddenly looked at him with a scrutiny, as if he knew him for the first time.

"Finally found your boyfriend handsome?"

"."
Handsome is true, so is narcissism.

Tang Cuojing returned to his room to rest, and Jin Cheng followed him with a smile on
his face. He was like a koala picking him from behind, and he followed the man into the
bathroom half-cowardly.

Dead again.

Tang Cuo couldn't wait for a head hammer to hammer him away, but thought of the
man's hard chest, he gave up.

"Aren't you squeezing such a small bathroom?"

"Then change it for you next time?"

"Troubled."

"Huh."

Then you still want to continue to love me.

After all, I am kind-hearted.

On the other side, Leng Miao, who also got the news, had a stinky face, as if he had just
been stolen by Jin Cheng with 8 million points. Since Jin Cheng was sent to jail for
things on East Cross Street, he has never had anything to go smoothly. Now he is on
the list, and he is overtaken by Jin Cheng and vomited to death.

Rong Yi also said that he would go to him and discuss things with him.

"You go by yourself." Leng Miao finished, and thought: Although he and Rongyi are
friends, they are not the kind of friends who are engaged in objects. Why should they
act together?

So he was even more determined: "I will not go."

After finishing the speech, he directly opened the space crack and left.
Rong Yi shook his head helplessly and set off to find Jin Cheng. He didn't know if they
came back. If he could see them, he had to tell them about Zheng Yingying and the No.
3 Movement and discuss a countermeasure.

Leng Miao, who left alone but didn't know where to go, finally returned to Area A,
passing by the former villa of Chong Yanzhang. He stopped and looked at it for a few
times.

The villa has been replaced by new tenants. It is a few fresh faces, and it is about to be
newly promoted to the area a. With the stay of this group of people, the traces
belonging to Chong Yanzhang were completely erased. I believe that it will not take long
for Yongye City to completely forget this character-even if he was once the top ten in the
Red List.

Blame it boring.

Leng Miao thought this way and walked away.

The place where Lin Yandong lived for about a quarter of an hour. Leng Miaoben, who
felt bored, didn't want to explore anything, but when he arrived nearby, he found an
unexpected figure.

In fact, it is not accidental because it is Mr. Crow.

Mr. Crow is claimed to have three thousand identities, and there are traces of him
everywhere in Yongye City. It’s no surprise that he appeared here. But he stood on the
treetop and stared at the behavior of the garden villa, clearly like surveillance.

Who is he monitoring? Lin Yandong?

Mr. Raven also found Leng Miao, but he snorted and raised his head proudly, not
caring. One person and one bird is so quiet and quiet, without disturbing each other,
reaching a strange balance.
Leng Miao even believed that Mr. Crow was monitoring Lin Yandong, because the bird
was usually noisy and noisy like a screaming chicken. It's so quiet now, not in line with
his chicken design.

As a result, Leng Miao, who just found it boring, felt interesting again.

Mr. Crow is very angry. This cold player has been staring at him. He has neither the
respect nor the fear of Mr. Crow in his eyes. It is extremely offensive.

He finally couldn't help but scold: "Look again, be careful that Mr. Crow pecks your eyes
off!"

Sure enough, it was a chicken. Leng Miao thought.

Mr. Crow didn't get a response, but he seemed to understand what Leng Miao's eyes
looked like, and sneered, "Don't try to use this trick to get close to me. The great and
smart Mr. Crow won't be fooled by your stupid players! "

Leng Miao: "You are wrong."

Mr. Crow: "You dare to say I was wrong!"

Leng Miao: "..."

Miao Qi, who just happened to push the door, was confused. How did he see Leng Miao
scolding Mr. Crow at his door? The degree of confusion in this matter can be included in
the ten strange talks of Yongye City.

Seeing the people coming out of the villa, Mr. Raven couldn't wait to continue arguing
with Leng Miao. He glared at him fiercely, and then flapped his wings and disappeared.

Miao Qiyi's face was inexplicable, and he immediately looked at Leng Miao, "My
husband invites you in."

Leng Miao: "Lin Yandong wants to see me?"

"You will know when you go in. Please." Miao Qi made a gesture of invitation. Although
his expression was not smiling or enthusiastic, his temper had calmed down a lot
compared with the past.

It seems that Lin Yandong's broken arm stimulated him. Leng Miao thought this way and
thought a little, and then walked into Miao Qi generously.

Climbing into the yard full of roses, Lin Yandong was sitting under the flower stand in a
plain white home uniform. Although there was only one hand left, his action of making
tea was calm and elegant.

"Please sit down." Lin Yandong smiled, and when Leng Miao walked in front of him, he
just handed out a cup of tea, and the time was not bad.

"What do you want me to do?" Leng Miao opened the door.

"Rong Yi." Lin Yandong knew Leng Miao's temper, so he didn't meander around him. "I
have a secret about Rong Yi, and I will get you a piece of music for me."

Leng Miao frowned.

Lin Yandong smiled, "Don't rush to answer me, you can think about it. You don't have to
worry because the movement is in conflict with others. The movement I asked you to
take is still in the copy, and it has not been discovered by others. As for Rong Yi's secret
, You can choose to listen alone."

Leng Miao: "What secret?"

Lin Yandong: "The secret is revealed, it is not a secret."

Leng Miao was very skeptical. Lin Yandong's clever calculations, when they went to see
him in prison before, he didn't say a lot of nonsense, but now he is called here alone to
make a deal. What is he plotting?

Is it just a movement?
How did he know Rong Yi's secret?

Leng Miao: "Why should I believe you?"

Lin Yandong: "Of course you can choose not to believe me, but when you walk out of
here, the transaction is automatically invalidated. Do you know Rong Yi's secret, it
makes no difference to me, does it?"

Leng Miao: "Are you afraid that I will tell the deal after I go out?"

Lin Yandong is helpless, with Leng Miao's character, this is really possible. But he was
just helpless. He picked up the teacup and smelled the tea, skimmed off the foam, and
said, "Then let me send you a piece of music."

Leng Miao couldn't help being silent, Lin Yandong could be so breezy, but he couldn't.
It's about Rongyi. He can't be completely calm, otherwise he won't be friends with
Rongyi after he knows that there is a secret hiding from him.

At least Leng Miao believes that this secret is not harmful to him.

"I refuse." Leng Miao did not answer so decisively this time, but still did not hesitate
much. Lin Yandong was not surprised, just asked: "Why?"

Leng Miao: "Not why."

It's useless to say more.

Lin Yandong smiled, "I don't force you. But since you don't do it, I can only find someone
else."

Leng Miao narrowed her eyes instantly, "What do you mean."

"Literally. I want that movement. If you don't help me, I can only find someone else. As
for Rongyi's secret, I have no obligation to keep it for him. Leng Miao, you have your
friends, and I have my friends, Rong Yi’s secret has drawn Xiao Tong into it."

Xiao Tong?
Leng Miao became more suspicious, and clearly it was Rong Yi's business. Why did he
become the warden again? Does Rongyi's so-called secret really matter? If someone
else knows...

Leng Miao was still struggling. Mr. Crow, who was angry with him, killed another carbine
and stood quietly watching them on the roof next door.

"Huh, this group of greedy restless players, really does not stop for a moment." He
whispered, and then used his wings to swipe a few times in the void in front of him, as if
looking at something. For a long time, he grinned with joy, "No. 3, No. 4... No. 7 was at
the Warden... all of them appeared, haha."

He shook his head again, "Which one of them hasn't been discovered by others?
Number eight? Number nine?"

If it weren't for Mr. Crow, he wouldn't have such great authority. He really wanted to fan
out the remaining two movements with one wing. Let these abominable players rob,
fight, and make a mess, which is good-looking.

Suddenly, he suddenly stunned, then looked somewhere in the void, staring at the eyes
for a while. When he finally sensed what was happening in the distant copy, he jumped
up happily, pacing back and forth on the roof, "Ha ha ha ha ha eight also came out! Mr.
Ben Raven is really a great and magical prophet!"

So, the a28377 mentioned just now is number nine. All the movements, regardless of
whether they were taken or not, have now surfaced, and Mr. Crow will be happy as long
as he thinks about the poor lambs who are fighting and fighting.

Happy.

Very happy.

It is best to die, so that no one will dare to disrespect the gods he loves.
Miao Qi, who was standing in the yard with his arms around and looking at the sky, was
very puzzled. What happened to this chicken recently? Every day, he was insane near
his house, especially today.

There must be no good, but Mr. Miao said he didn't care, and Miao Qi could only watch.

At this time, Leng Miao finally made a decision, "I promise you. But you must ensure
that Rong Yi's secret only tells me alone."

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Half an hour before the time went back, in the game hall, the trio of Chi Yan, Qian Wei
and Peng Mingfan quietly retreated to the corner near the mission wall, watching the
players who were still thrilled and amazed.

"Big Brother deserves to be a big brother, this pen--" Qian Wei searched the stomach,
only found a word, "Bull!"

Chi Yan and You Rong Yan, "That is, that's my brother Tang and my brother Cheng!"

Peng Mingfan was relatively calm. He glanced at the two who started blowing rainbow
farts. When they talked about Xing's head, they poured cold water again. "A little more,
everyone knows that the brother of the big brother is here."

Chi Yan & Qian Wei: "..."

Peng Mingfan: "Do you want to return the copy?"

Chi Yan and Qian Wei looked at each other and nodded together. They had come to the
copy originally. This was the third time since the team formation.

The speed of their copying is not slower than that of Tangcuo and Jin Cheng, because
the difficulty of copying is different, but the time they produce the copy is different from
that of Tangcuo, so they have never met again. Chi Yan speculates that his Tang
brother may have come out of the copy, but at this moment he is already in the game
lobby, and there is no need to return to see him specifically.

If he did so, Peng Mingfan would definitely push his glasses and ask: Have you not
weaned yet?

Because of all the previous things, such as the crimson incidents, such as the Meng
Yufei incident, the three young men were determined to increase their strength. Without
further ado, they immediately entered the mission wall, but did not enter the copy.

"Hao?" Chi Yan looked around suspiciously, but the mission wall was completely black,
and he could not see anything, so he had to wait.

This waited for half an hour. When Chi Yan scratched his head and scratched his head,
he began to preview "Chi Xiaoyan's 101st Way of Death" in his heart, and the familiar
system announcement finally sounded.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for starting the mission "Taoyuan Town". This mission is a
multiplayer large-scale confrontation survival game. The number of participants in the
game is 500."

"There is no time limit for this mission, and customs clearance is at the end."

"Wish everyone a happy life!"

Chi Yan, dumbfounded.

Isn't he the next generation of the emperor's brother? What the **** is a multiplayer
large-scale survival game? What the **** is that the number of participants is 500?

Looking left and right, Chi Yan found himself in a rental house full of debris.

Should it be a rental house? Beds, televisions, tentatively lazy tables with induction
cookers and microwave ovens in open kitchens, and cheap toilets covered by
not-so-clean plastic curtains are all squeezed into a room, how to see, here are all A
rental house.

"Tick, tick..." The faucet in the rental house is still broken.

The lighting in the room was not good, so dull, Chi Yan listened to this sound and
thought he had come to a ghost copy. Moreover, there was only him in this room. He
called Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan several times without any response.

He opened the door carefully and wanted to see what was happening outside. His hand
just touched the door handle and suddenly saw a poster on the door.

[Taoyuan Town New Year Games Open!

All residents are requested to bring the required materials immediately and go to the
Taoyuan Town Grand Theater in the center of the town. The top three can get great
gifts!

In order to increase the fun of the games, the mayor of the town specially added new
ways to play in this New Year Games...]

"Huh? How can this be like a copy introduction?" Chi Yanwu muttered to himself, and
continued to look down.

[The entire Taoyuan Town has been divided into a three-by-three-thousand square
checkerboard, and all participants must move within the square according to the rules of
the game. The rules are as follows:
First, the checkerboard is divided into white grid, green grid, blue grid, and red grid,
respectively consuming 1, 2, 3, and 5 grids. When the number of contestants returns to
zero, or the number of blocks held is not enough to advance to the next block, it cannot
be moved.

Second, the grid number is obtained by triggering the task or pk.

Third, the green grid is a security grid, and this grid prohibits fighting.

Fourth, the red grid is the killing grid, and the penalty and reward for this grid are
doubled.

Fifth, the blue grid is a random transmission grid.

Sixth, every hour the contestants automatically get a grid number.

Seven, please check your phone at any time, there are occasional red envelopes falling.

Eight, each participant gets the initial number of frames: ten

"Lying trough, what's all this?" Chi Yan couldn't think about it and opened the door with
a roar, looking out. In the narrow courtyard, the sky looking out is also narrow.

In the distance, the department store and TV tower cut the sky apart, and the most
conspicuous thing is the virtual light screens arranged vertically and horizontally. Blue,
red, green, and faintly milky, they extend from the ground to the clouds, neatly dividing
the entire town into squares.

The square where the rental house is located is a white square. From the distance
between the surrounding light screens, each square is about 20 by 20 meters in size.

When Chi Yan opened the door, other tenants in the courtyard also pushed out the door.
You look at me, I look at you, and after two or three seconds, I slammed the door again.
Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan are really not here, maybe "born" somewhere else. Only
one thing is for sure, they entered the task wall at the same time, waited for another half
hour inside, and definitely entered the same copy.

With such a thought, Chi Yan's heart settled down a little, and he began to think about
his current situation.

Five hundred players are scattered in the city and flock to the theater in the center of the
town from different locations. How to plan a reasonable route is the key to winning. But
this copy is bad because of the pk mechanism, and you may encounter all kinds of
troubles on the road, maybe you have to go a long way.

Chi Yan remembered the mobile phone mentioned in the rules of the game, and quickly
found it in the house. Eventually, he found an apple under the pillow, a new model that
had not been released when he died. He was a little excited, holding the 10,000th
possibility, and pressed the **** phone. The phone was busy.

Sadness struck in an instant, and Chi Yan almost couldn't help crying.

Fortunately, he is a strong-hearted player, humming and wiping away tears, and later
another good guy. He rechecked the mobile phone and found that the mobile phone can
communicate within Taoyuan Township except that it cannot make calls or connect to
external networks.

Taoyuan Town has its own app, which will release the latest news of the town and a
dedicated chat section. This is a bit like a combination of WeChat and forums. You can
have a public account, you can have a group chat, or you can post a post.

Chi Yan glanced hurriedly. There were 500 contestants and 1,001 group chats. At this
time, there were already quick and courageous messages in group chats, but everyone
spoke anonymously and could not see their true identity.

big head.

The head is huge.

Chi Yan remembered the neighbors he saw in the yard just now, and thought about the
more than 500 people in the group chat, one head and two big. And Taoyuan Town
looks quite big, and it is quite prosperous from the outside. Players are scattered in the
city, starting from different places, but why is he divided into poor shantytowns?

why? ? ?

Isn't it a good son of heaven?

For the first time, Chi Yan was suspicious of his luck. He couldn't figure it out. He had no
choice but to turn around and walked to the door to check the rules of the game. The
rules say "please ask all residents to bring the necessary materials immediately", is it
required that they take the materials locally?

He looked around. What could be brought in this broken rental house?

In line with the principle that thieves don't go empty, oh no, it's never a waste. Chi Yan
turned out a spring festival explosion snake skin bag from the simple closet and began
to stuff things crazy.

Change clothes, instant noodles, mobile phone chargers, flashlights, etc., take
everything away if you find it useful.

About a quarter of an hour later, this ruined courtyard in the shantytown finally made a
move again. A player carefully opened a door slit and saw Chi Yan wearing a mask and
hat, carrying a large snakeskin bag sneaking away, as if to escape.

He was silent for a moment, then looked back at a backpack he had just packed up.
After thinking about it, he went back and stuffed it again. Anyway-well prepared.

Chi Xiang was dumbfounded when he went out.

The alley that only allows one person to pass leads to two squares, a blue square on
the left, consumes 3, and a red square on the right, consumes 5. Randomly send or kill,
choose one of two, Chi Yan's existing number of cells: 10.
Cried.

The emperors are all fake.

He couldn't help but took out his phone and opened the group chat section. A
anonymous user code-named Koala sent a dozen messages @His unknown teammate.

[Anonymous] Koala: @跟班小弟, are you there?

[Anonymous] Koala: @跟班小弟, are you there?

[Anonymous] Koala: @跟班小弟, are you there?

...

[Anonymous] Koala: Please reply when you receive it.

Loved ones!

I am here!

The screen switched back to Yongye City, and when Chi Yan tried to find a way to
confront Peng Mingfan and Qian Wei with the secret code, Leng Miao, who came out of
area a, also moved to the game hall.

But he stopped halfway and stopped again, turned his direction to the big post office in
the central area, and sent a letter to Rong Yi. Tell him that he temporarily went to the
copy without having to find it.

Rongyi is still discussing Zheng Yingying with Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, and of course,
Lin Yandong.

Jin Cheng drank his freshly brewed coffee and showed his meditation. Tang Cuo had a
black face, and his face was full of displeasure that had been disturbed by sleep.

Rong Yi was able to sit down, and he was as calm as a rock.

"According to this momentum, the birth of all the twelve movements is a recent matter."
Jin Cheng finally concluded, "No, maybe it has all come out, but we don't know yet."

Tang Cuo said nothing, and Rong Yi frowned.

Jin Cheng continued: "Lilith and Yu Yiyi and Ji Ning are in the copy, Zheng Yingying and
Jiang He are also in the copy, and even Chi Yan and Wen Xiaoming. In the copy, it
means that there is the possibility of getting the movement. Sex. The customs clearance
time for a copy varies from a few hours to a few days. It may take a long time or even a
few months. We can’t wait and die.”

Rong Yi: "What do you mean?"

Jin Cheng: "There is a piece of music in the g area. The last time we took Leng Miao in
the past, it was partly because of it. But then I ran into a copy of "The World" and
hurried away. Finally, I couldn't get the exact news from Xiao Tong. . Now, you get it."

Rong Yi: "Why don't you go by yourself?"

Jin Cheng shrugged, "Because there is no time."

This reason is really strong. Rong Yi looked at Tang Cuo helplessly, hoping he would
say something, but the brother closed his eyes directly and collapsed on the sofa, his
body full of resistance.

Rong Yi knew that they must be busy with the serial copy. This was revealed to him by
K, but he couldn't say it because Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo hadn't talked to him carefully.

"You really don't worry that I finally took the movement and parted ways with you?"
Rong Yi asked.

Jin Cheng shook his head, fed Tang Cuo a chocolate bean, and looked at Rong Yi said:
"You are not rigorous, we have never been together. If you want to join, it is better to
use the No. 2 movement as a knocking brick. , I can accept this gift gracefully."

Rong Yi: "I can't hand it to you yet."

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows: "I'll be there in the future?"

Rong Yi paused, answering the question: "Do you know what kind of person was the
leader of the Tushen Squad?"

"Appreciate further details."

"In the story I saw, his name was Yan Yun, number A 00109. He was a person with a
very charming personality like you."

Tang Cuo opened his eyes, and he seemed to hear someone praise his boyfriend in
front of him.

Jin Cheng did not notice that his mind was all in one word, "A?"

Rong Yi nodded, "It should be a numbering system before the English alphabet. His age
is much earlier than that of Lin Yandong. It is not surprising that other numbers are
used."

Jin Cheng said nothing more than a "continue" gesture.

Rong Yi: "What I want to tell you is a story that Tu Qiong saw. The dagger is the
nameless blade, that is Yan Yun's weapon. He got the golden movement, saw the god,
and tried to hide the dagger. In a book, in the name of offering a book, I want to kill him."

After hearing this, Tangcuo was completely spirited, "Book? What book?"

Rong Yi: "A fairy tale."

In "Sicilian Fairy Tales", Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng popped up the book's name almost
simultaneously. If there is any fairy tale in Yongye City that is enough, it is this one.

But both of them were quiet, Jin Cheng even asked: "Why would he offer a book to
God? Is there anything special about this book?"

"I don't know, because I only saw the result, not the cause." Rong Yi said.
"Then why did you mention this to us?"

"My focus is not that book, but Yan Yun. The original intention of the Tushen Squad is to
kill God, destroy the Yongye City, and terminate everything. But in the end, he changed
his original intention-he didn’t just want to kill Grim Reaper, he also wants to replace
God. Tu Qiong saw that not only his killing intentions, but also his ambition."

Hearing this, Jin Cheng's mouth showed a hint of playfulness, and then he received
tentative glances from Rong Yi. He asked, "How about you? You have worked hard to
compete for the movement and established the East Cross Street security zone. Is your
purpose the former? Or the latter?"

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 167: Yan

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"I don't choose either."

Jin Cheng gave this answer with little thought. He asked Rong Yi back, and said: "Since
Yan Yun can change his original intention in the end, no matter what answer you get
before, it doesn't make sense. Isn't it because of this that you didn't hand over the
second movement?"

After a pause, he added: "Of course, the premise is that you have no ambition yourself."
If Rong Yi pretends to be like a chrysanthemum, and intends to keep the No. 2
movement in the end, then of course he will not hand it over. He can completely wait for
the opportunity, as long as he finds a way to get rid of the more powerful No. 1
movement, he wins.

Rong Yi: "So I am explaining that I will not give you the second movement, nor will I give
it to others."

Jin Cheng shrugged and declined to comment.

Tang Cuo asked at this time: "Lin Yandong really broke his arm because of Miao Qi, and
will never regenerate?"

Rong Yi nodded, "I heard it with my ears and saw it with my own eyes, and a few days
later, his arms did not grow out. I have paid attention to his movements over the past
few days, but nothing was found."

"Then do you know that Lin Yandong has a book? That book is a fairy tale." Tang Cuo's
sharp eyes forced Rong Yi to take all his expression changes into his eyes.

To his disappointment, Rong Yi had no flaws.

He shook his head, "I don't know. How do you know?"

Tang Cuo: "Have seen."

The topic ends.

They couldn't draw more words from each other, and the conversation ended naturally.
When Rong Yi left, Tang Cuo pondered what he had just said and said, "He is lying."

Jin Cheng: "How to say?"

Tang Cuo still maintained a lazy posture lying on the sofa, concise and concise, "He
mentioned Yan Yun's tone is too familiar."
This is a subconscious act of a person, and it cannot be completely covered up by
deliberate disguise. Of course, this does not prove that Rong Yi is completely wrong.
Tang Cuo prefers that he only conceals some facts.

Jin Cheng then contacted Wen Xiaoming. Wen Xiaoming came to the house and said
the latest things one by one. He also said: "I went to the Ruby Tavern when I came
back. I wanted to ask if k I didn’t ask about the latest information on Lilith and Ji Ning.
But k told me an extra message. He said that Mr. Crow has been staring at Lin Yandong
recently."

"Mr. Crow." Jin Cheng chewed the name and turned to look at Tang Cuo.

Tang Cuo: "Slaughter Team."

If there is a **** in this world, then the **** is the basis of the existence of Yongye City,
and is the boss of Mr. Crow. Jin Cheng has been on the top of the blacklist for so long,
and Mr. Crow was so angry that he jumped so many times, he didn't get such treatment.
Now Lin Yandong got it, and most of it touched what was really inviolable in Mr. Crow's
heart.

Mostly related to the so-called god.

And the person or thing they discovered recently related to God is the God Slaughter
Team.

Jin Cheng seconds understood what he meant, and his face was pensive. Wen
Xiaoming watched them start to engage in a mysterious communication again,
mourning for themselves for a while, and turned to go to the kitchen to work.

He is hungry.

As for the two uncles behind him, obviously they are not willing to cook for him.

For a long time, Jin Cheng said: "If Lin Yandong was really holding the book he saw in
the picture, he took it out from "The Rose of July" and left it alone, his intention might be
true It’s the God of Tu. Now he’s transferring the book to us again. This is to try to
compete with the snipe clams. Does his fisherman benefit?”

Tang Cuo reminded: "Who told us about Lin Yandong's book?"

k.

Jin Cheng raised the corner of his mouth, this is really more and more interesting. He
rolled his eyes, put his hand on the back of the sofa, turned his head and looked at Tang
Cuo with a smile, said: "Since the book is from the Sicilian mainland, this copy is so
special, you think we can find it in this serial copy Is the trail of God?"

Tang Cuo: "Maybe."

If there is really a god, Tangcuo really wants to see him and satisfy his curiosity that is
not so strong.

After a while, Wen Xiaoming came out carrying the scented curry rice. The three were
eating, and they got the news again. This was sent by another intelligence vendor.
Although it is not as magical as k, it can still be done by staring at a few people.

Although Wen Xiaoming looked like he was not a deep man, he was also savvy. Leng
Miao, Rong Yi and Lin Yandong all registered with the intelligence organization.
Anyway, his small vault was abundant.

"It seems that everyone has entered the copy." Jin Cheng's spoon knocked on the side
of the bowl and waited for Rongyi to go to the g area, then only Lin Yandong was still
outside.

Thinking about this, he told Wen Xiaoming: "Pay attention to Lin Yandong and Rong Yi."

Tang Cuo added: "Don't tell k that we are staring at Rong Yi."

Wen Xiaoming nodded thoughtfully. At this time everyone finished eating, Wen
Xiaoming packed up his chopsticks and asked, "Is there more props on your body? If
you run out of it, I still have it here, I have brought it to you. It’s not that I’ve been too
busy lately to get the improved version out. The efficacy can be increased by 20%..."

He thought about it all by himself. From the prop medicine to the food, clothing and
housing, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng sat on the sofa with Erlang legs up to listen to him.
Listening to it is easy to fall asleep, so that when Wen Xiaoming finished working out of
the kitchen, he saw that Tang Cuo had fallen asleep on Jin Cheng’s shoulder.

Jin Cheng made a silent gesture and moved Tang Cuo back to the room gently.

Wen Xiaoming watched his back, standing alone in the living room, sighing with hands
on his hips and sighing in the sky—it's hard to be a man, it's even harder to be a single
dog.

But soon, he found it harder to be a left-behind child than being a single dog.

Everyone went to brush the copy, only he was alone in the empty city.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng successfully opened the sixth ring of "Yueyin Country", Rong
Yi did not delay, went to the g area with a little preparation. Before meeting Xiao Tong,
he hesitated looking at the direction of the Ruby Tavern, but soon he left this hesitation
behind.

Because Xiao Tong is here.

"I heard that the warden has a movement here." Rong Yi opened the door.

Xiao Tong was still standing on the tall tower, looking at Rong Yi standing on the large
open lawn, and took a look. There are only two of them here, so far apart, but the sound
is clear.

It will not be heard by the third person.

Xiao Tong admitted happily, "So?"

Rong Yi smiled and saluted, "Dare to ask the prison leader to give me that piece of
music."

Xiao Tong raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

Rong Yi: "I know why you are in a hurry to find a successor."

Hearing this, Xiao Tong narrowed his eyes, and he appeared in front of Rong Yi in the
next second. The blades of grass around were free of wind, leaving him a way out.

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Xiao Tong smiled abruptly.

"Yes." Rong Yi looked as usual, "k did a deal with you, but he didn't tell you who the
source of that news was, right?"

"It's you?"

"it's me."

It was confirmed that Xiao Tong's expression suddenly became playful, and the stick
was slapped in the palm of his hand. He didn't rush to ask more, and counted the
relationship between Rong Yi and K and all the people around them, enjoying the thrill
of the truth.

He suddenly remembered something crimson, and Rong Yi seemed to be involved.

Although Xiao Tong stayed in District G all the year round, he could not go out, but there
were many people from District G who came to jail in District G. He could still get many
news from other districts.

Rong Yi, this person, is ordinary, has no special characteristics, and can't afford Xiao
Tong to be half interested, but at this time Xiao Tong finds that he seems to
underestimate him. In other words, there was a fundamental error in his judgment.

"Who the **** are you?" he asked.

"You already guessed it, didn't we? Let's talk about Lin Yandong." Rong Yi was slightly
correct, "I felt Yan Yun's breath on him, Jia 00109, the captain of Tushen Squad. This
change happened in the g area. Yes, I think you must know the reason."

"So what?"

"He is no match for Yan Yun. I'm afraid he will be bitten back one day. It will be Lin
Yandong or Yan Yun standing in front of you at that time. I can't decide at all."

After hearing this, Xiao Tong frowned subconsciously. But then he remembered the
scene when Lin Yandong was sent away that day, and his brow suddenly released,
revealing a trace of indifference, "This is my business."

Rong Yi was stunned, but Xiao Tong would not have reacted this way. If Xiao Tong was
really indifferent to this, then things would be difficult. He thought a little, and said: "Lin
Yandong broke his arm."

Xiao Tong frowned again: "I said it had nothing to do with me."

Rong Yi: "Maybe. But don't you want to see the end of the story before you leave? Even
if you draw a line with Lin Yandong, the struggles of the past few decades cannot be
easily cut off. Even if you leave, go to In the next few decades, you will still keep
thinking of what happened here, and you can't break free, and will you wait for the day
you get back? When you come back, there will be nothing right here."

Rong Yi said the words "thing is right and wrong" especially heavy.

Xiao Tong's heart could not help but settle down with his tone, he hated this feeling.
Things are right and wrong, in his life in the past few decades, have he experienced
less? If not, why would he want to take a look at the new world?

That was his account of himself.

But Rong Yi's words undoubtedly gave him a bad future. A glance of sorrow passed
through his eyes, and Rong Yi's eyes became more and more ill-advised. The stick
seemed to feel the master's intention. The invisible coercion exacerbated Rong Yi's
shoulders.

It is forcing him to kneel.

Rong Yi fought mental resistance, "I just want the movement, since you made up your
mind to leave, it's no use holding it."

Xiao Tong said nothing but stared at him.

When the temperature dropped suddenly around, the blades of grass began to tremble,
especially when the stick was turned into a cane and inserted into the ground.

Only Rongyi still stood upright.

For a long time, Xiao Tong finally let go: "Then you said, what can you change with the
movement?"

Rong Yi secretly relieved, "I can provide you with information on Yan Yun. Whether you
tell Lin Yandong or not, it is up to you to decide."

Xiao Tongmo held his cane and remained silent for a moment, a word "good" fell into
the wind.

Mr. Crow, who stood on the top of the tower and overlooked everything, laughed
impatiently. He was not as surprised as when he first saw 00109.

It's just this group of players. Today you take me as a bargaining chip and tomorrow I
take you as a bargaining chip. It's really boring. He looked at it for a while, and after
Xiao Tong sent Rong Yi into the copy, another flash appeared in front of Xiao Tong.

One person and one crow returned to the familiar monitoring room.

Mr. Crow stood on the flower stand and tilted his head to look at Xiao Tong. "What dumb
mystery were you just playing? Who is d22422? Isn't he d22422?"
Xiao Tong glanced at him indifferently, shrugged, and turned to make coffee. Mr. Crow
chased behind him and fluttered his wings on the coffee machine. "You even wanted to
hide the great Mr. Crow!"

Xiao Tong didn't care, "Since you are so great, you can guess for yourself."

Mr. Raven was mad at him with a slow attitude. He knew that these players could never
change his inferior root. Even if he had been a warden for so long, he would still be so
angry.

"Humph." Guess it yourself.

Mr. Crow didn't want to look at Xiao Tong's face anymore. He was afraid that he could
not help but catch him. After thinking about it, he still felt that Zheng Yingying looked
more pleasing. So the figure flashed and appeared in the copy again.

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 168: City of

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Zheng Yingying's copy is cool, and Mr. Crow fell in love with it at first sight.

It happily jumped on the neon lights with red and blue colors, criss-cross wires and
billboards of various sizes cut the space into countless irregular geometric pieces.For
Mr. Crow, it was like coming to a Fun amusement park. Looking up, there are high-tech
buildings in the distance. There are no stars in the thick clouds, but the lights of the
aircraft flicker, intertwining a man-made bright starry sky.

Mr. Crow jumped and jumped happily, and the sky suddenly began to drizzle. He looked
up for a few times, and a drop of rain fell in his eye sockets, making him scream and
hiding under the eaves.

Above the eaves hung the electronic plaque of the small clinic. When it rained, the dark
alley smelled from the dark alley next to the clinic. The floors here are not high, crowded
together, like a stack of iron cages, gray and inexplicable, as if all the light was swept
away by the neon lights everywhere.

Several youths in hoodies ran across the puddles on the ground. They were carrying
baseball bats and were chasing down a cat lost in the steel jungle.

The noble Mr. Crow stretched his neck to watch the play. He had a hunch that these
little lambs would be unlucky.

Sure enough, the young men kicked over the trash can and broke into the dark alley in
front of them, and there were several muffled noises from there. In the darkness, the
sound was broken by the raindrops, and it was not very clear to hear, but Mr. Crow
could see the dark red blood flowing out of the alleyway, under the rain, and into the
underground pipes.

After a while, several bodies were dragged out and thrown into the trash bin that was
kicked over. The corpse handlers wore peaked caps and black masks, and were familiar
with the movements, which did not seem to be the first time.

No matter which group of people, they have an electronic bracelet on their wrists. The
black bracelet is simple in shape, with large or small numbers displayed on the screen,
and suddenly jumps when the body is thrown into the trash can.

Mr. Crow shook his head, and suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and looked up
to one of the iron cages in front of him. The window was lit, the thick curtains were
pulled apart, and a red figure standing behind the window was vaguely visible.
Zheng Yingying, staring at everything outside.

"City of Eden", this is the name of the copy she and Jianghe triggered this time. Against
the background of a future society with a strict hierarchy and a wide gap between the
rich and the poor, a dystopian virtual world is constructed.

She also has the electronic bracelets of those people just now. The numbers recorded
on the screen are the virtual currency of this world.

In this Garden of Eden, there is a basic rule that everything can be sold.

From ordinary commodities, to human organs, to life, as long as you are willing to pay,
you can trade. If there is any place where there is a so-called civilization, it is the "Noah"
located in the center of the city of Eden, that is, the high-tech buildings that were seen
by Mr. Crow from a distance.

"Noah" is an area where rich people live. People here follow another set of laws. As for
people outside "Noah", they are all commodities.

Duplicate customs clearance conditions, and save one million in 30 days.

In the house, the river was tinkering with weapons from the black market. Although the
city of Eden is a future society, its weapon style is high-tech and low-end.

Fantasy lightsabers are displayed in the window, but ordinary pistols, guns and knives
are still in use. In addition, there are some weird things with some imagination, which
have to be carefully considered before they can be used smoothly.

In the words of Jiang He: "This copy takes up to one month. If the third movement is
destined to be obtained by you, it should be here."

Yanye did divination for her, only saying that she would get the No. 3 movement, but it is
not certain which copy and when, whether she could not divination or deliberately
conceal, it is not certain anyway.
This is the seventh day they came here, and Zheng Yingying's current deposit is 9658.
She had saved some, but it was soon spent by the river and replaced by the pile of
weapons on the ground.

Strictly speaking, it is broken copper and iron. Zheng Yingying doesn't know what other
flowers he can play with them.

"What time is it?" Jiang He asked suddenly.

"Six-thirty." Zheng Yingying glanced at the clock on the wall.

Jiang He stopped the movement at hand, stood up and went to the bathroom to do a
little tidying. After a while, he put on a mask similar to the v-shaped vendetta.

The two did not say much, and went out silently as they did a few days ago.

Zheng Yingying was still dressed in a red cloak, and the missing eye was covered with a
black blindfold, and her slender arm seemed to break when it was folded. Jianghe held
up a transparent umbrella. The material of the umbrella was unknown. It was like an
electronic display that showed the weather.

Today's light rain, 23℃, humidity 70%

Mr. Crow followed them from far away, walked through the dark alleys, and finally came
to an iron gate that seemed to be the entrance of a black Internet cafe. A fierce sturdy
man with a bald head opened the door for them. The steps inside were downstairs, and
entering was another world.

The noisy crowd, the smell of tobacco and alcohol everywhere, the exposed bunny girl
and the tattooed man are together**, and the primitive killing is being staged on the
center stage.

This is the underground fighting ground, which is controlled by Noah's big consortium
and the fastest place to get money.

Zheng Yingying held the blade of no name and eagerly tried.

Jiang He reminded her again: "The purpose of bringing you here is not to make you
surrender to the killing. Your goal is on the second floor, remember, in addition, restrain
yourself, do not be controlled by a dagger, nor be Anyone controls, sticks to their heart,
and don’t just shoot at others."

The second floor is full of VIPs, and the way the river chooses to clear customs is
assassination.

In the copy of Yongye City, the killing is inevitable, and they just got such a copy.
Jianghe didn't want Zheng Yingying to become the second crimson, but also took what
Rong Yi reminded them to heart. There is a curse attached to the Unknown Blade,
which may destroy Zheng Yingying, but asking Zheng Yingying to give it up at this
moment is tantamount to telling dreams.

Jiang He has some regrets about the act of taking her to the fantasy unlimited market,
but there is no regret medicine in this world. He can only hope to be the rein to hold
Zheng Yingying so that she will not get lost.

Zheng Yingying didn't speak. Her eyes glanced at a tall yellow-skinned man across the
stage. The man was also a player, and yesterday he lost all his money and had to sell a
kidney.

The city of Eden has good medical technology, and now you can get out of bed after
surgery.

There are a total of twelve players in the copy, which are generally not mixed well. But
there are exceptions. For example, if someone walks away from the wing, Noah's VIP is
caught on one face.

Others rely on a new kind of potion brought from Yongye City to open up the black
market to make huge profits. The gameplay is different.

Thinking this way, Zheng Yingying felt a little excited for no reason. The nameless blade
seems to also feel the emotions of the owner, and the unpretentious blade reveals a
restrained cold light.
Suddenly, a big warm hand pressed gently on Zheng Yingying's shoulder.

Zheng Yingying awakened from this strange state, looked up at Shangjianghe's eyes for
a while, and said, "I know."

Jianghe touched her head through the cloak, "Don't worry, I'm here."

At the same time, Leng Miao also came to the copy. This great magician, known for his
coldness, is looking murderous at the moment. When the eyes are glared, you can stop
the children from crying at night.

Opposite him, an 18-year-old youth invincible beautiful boy dyed with granny and apples
was crying to him in tears: "I can’t help it! He said he would invite me to eat cookies. I
ate a small piece. Who knew that I would get fat when I took a bite of biscuits, but that
cookie was really delicious, and I couldn’t help it. It’s really terrible...”

A copy of the "National Star-making Movement", a hundred contestants, after a week of

pk, ten people were finally selected into a group. Of course, players are not contestants,
but their agents.

The way to clear customs is also very simple, just make sure your players are in the top
ten.

Leng Miao, a doctor before his death, and a magician after his death, never thought that
he could develop a third career as an agent of a little **** boy with no hair.

This little fart boy not only can eat and cry, but also talks about tuberculosis. Lengmiao
wants to call him to death on the spot within ten minutes.

"To shut up."

"You even told me to shut up, I just ate a small biscuit, what's wrong with the small
biscuit...you said you would always support me to accompany me on the way, and you
said I was you Cute, if the flowers haven't bloomed yet, you will shut me up!"

"..."
"Hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
oooooooo a aye hoo aing my cookies, my flowers-"

Fuck.

Leng Miao couldn't hold back a word of curse in his heart. The small biscuits and
flowers full of his brain were almost brainwashed. But for this moment, this "little cutie"
has become fatter like a balloon.

Can a small cookie have this power?

Leng Miao couldn't bear it, directly carrying the little cute back collar, carrying him to the
electronic scales and weighing. Little cute looked down, 58kg, almost fainted on the
spot.

He completely collapsed and squatted down on the electronic scales with his head
covered, "I should go to Transformers instead of participating in the draft. I became a
big fat man. If I were 120 pounds fat, I still have a face Here. Even if I am really a fairy, I
will be too miserable to fall from the sky because I am too fat. My little cookies and my
flowers—"

Leng Miao resolutely plugged his mouth with a macaron.

He understood the routine of this copy.

The biscuits should be added, and they will gain weight when eaten, which may lead to
direct exit. These contestants are fighting openly. Today may be a small biscuit with
ingredients. Tomorrow may be a drink mixed with poison, or even clothes and shoes
stuffed with needles. If you want to ensure that your players are in the top ten, you can't
rely on talent alone.

"Who gave you the cookies?" Leng Miao wanted to understand, and asked her to bow
her head. As a result, the fairy who claimed to fall from the sky after one hundred and
two had already eaten up the entire macarons.
Leng Miao directly took him off the scale, picked it up again, and weighed it again. The
number stopped at the thrilling-59.9kg.

The little cute was so frightened that he held his breath, and the little pull above his
head didn't dare to shake it easily.

Leng Miao wished to carry him to the toilet to wash away, but in order to clear customs,
he could only bear. Yu Guang swept to a treadmill in the lounge. He immediately sent
someone to run for a workout, and he picked up the profile of the player on the coffee
table again and began to read it.

Name: Lin Occasionally

Sex: Male

Height: 178cm (net height 171cm, heel 3cm, insole 2cm, hairstyle increase 2cm)

Specialty: Launching lovely light waves

Secret technique: After eating a whole hairy crab, you can use the shell to restore the
hairy crab

Primary ranking: 88

I declare you eliminated immediately.

Rong Yi, who finally entered the copy, came to a single copy.

The copy of the g area, the door opened by the governor himself, will naturally not have
other players, but there are many npcs here.

"Suicide Permit", in a life where everything depends on the certificate, suicide also
requires a permit. The method of customs clearance is very simple. There is no time
limit for when to obtain a pass and when to pass.
But the most absurd point of this copy is that if you want to commit suicide, you must
first verify it. But in the process of textual research, you have to avoid all kinds of killing
opportunities and live desperately to get the card and then commit suicide.

In the bustling office and certification hall, Rong Yi sat on a bench in the waiting area
and held his number plate to think about life. In front of him is a middle-aged woman,
wearing very ordinary clothes and carrying a very ordinary cottage bag, with
semi-permanent eyebrows, holding 80% of the new domestic machine, and adding
about 88 middle-aged and elderly chat groups.

Behind him is a young boy, with about four words written on his face-no strangers.

After waiting for a long time, the staff finally called Rong Yi's number, "No. 44!"

Rong Yi stepped forward, followed by the poor-looking staff to leave the hall and walked
through a long corridor. There are no windows in this corridor, the light is very dark, only
a few small wall lamps on the walls on both sides, barely illuminate the road ahead.

There are many slogans on the wall.

[Death also has to die a little bit farther, not to cause trouble to others]

[Suicides are selfish ghosts]

[She clearly has a good life, what can’t think about it, she must commit suicide]

[He is just too mentally bearable]

[Good death does not block]

[If you have any questions, you should see a doctor]

【Sympathy】

【burden】

[Think about your parents]

【cowardly】

【timid】

[You are not afraid of death, are you still alive, it’s strange]

...

Perhaps the light was too dim, and the large black slogan was like a ghost, inexplicably
infiltrating people. Rong Yi did not squint, and walked leisurely through this corridor that
seemed to have no end, and finally saw the light.

At the end of the corridor is a black sea, and a small boat is quietly moored by the black
sea. The staff pointed at the boat and said: "Go up, row the boat to the opposite bank
and pass it."

Very close to the other side, the shadowy silhouette can be seen across the water mist.

The other side is far away because it is on the other side of the fog.

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How far is it from the other side, but it can't be touched when you see it.

After half an hour's drawing, Rong Yi looked back at the place. The shore is already far
away, and the staff has already left. There seems to be only him left in the vast world.
But sailing this way, there was no danger.

Rong Yi looked around and looked down at the water again. The water looks very clear,
but the visibility is only two or three meters, and then it is black and dark, and you can't
see anything.

But the black water seemed to have magic power, so that Rong Yi couldn't look away
for a while. And after seeing it for a long time, he saw a black shadow swimming under
the water.

The shadow was very big, and it seemed as if it was boundless, and Rong Yi was only
lucky to see an edge.

There was a sudden crisis in his heart, and he drew a little boat away from the shadow.
At this moment, the dark shadow moved, the ripples in the water suddenly began to
surge, and the water bag was arched less than 100 meters in front of the boat, as if
something was about to break out of the water.

Rong Yi squeezed the paddle tightly and pulled back a little, but he was not flustered.
The strength of the second place in the Red List allows him to stand calmly and wait for
the accident to happen quietly.

It was very fast, and the calm sea turned over with huge waves, obviously there was no
wind, but the seawater turned into raindrops, as big as marbles, and slapped on his
boat.

The wind and rain are shaking.

Raindrops wet Rong Yi's pants, but he didn't care, and he looked up until he saw the
huge shadow finally appeared in the wind and rain.

It jumped out of the water, the huge body covered the sky, and at a glance, it was
impossible to see the whole picture.
The surging waves almost overturned Rong Yi's boat, and a bitter crunch came from
plank to plank. At this moment, Rong Yi's finger dropped a pocket watch. The hands are
ticking and time is still.

The boat stayed on the waves with a vertical posture of almost ninety degrees, and the
black figure stayed in midair while keeping the posture of jumping out of the water. Rong
Yi walked on the bow of the boat and stood on the tip of the boat's cock, and then he
saw the whole picture of the shadow.

It was a whale, about the size of the largest blue whale in existence.

In front of such scenes, the Black Sea and the giant whale, humans often feel awe at
nature, and then lament their smallness. Rong Yi used to see all kinds of monster
bosses in the copy. He has also walked to many places in this world, and has seen blue
whales jumping out of the water in Antarctic Bay.

The scene in front of him reminded him of the scene while he was still alive.

This copy also reminded him of himself.

"Suicide Permit", what suits him, he can't tell whether this is a coincidence or a destiny.
Because "seeing whales in the deep sea" was the last picture he saw before his death,
he committed suicide.

After witnessing such beauty and magnificence, he chose to stop here and plunge into
the cold water.

Opening your eyes again, you have returned to the Yongye City, which has long been
justified.

"Yan Yun..." Rong Yi muttered the name, shaking the **** for a moment. At this moment,
the whale suddenly wailed, and the super sound wave made Rong Yi's footsteps
change, and his look slightly changed.
The next second, the solidified wave slipped, time was lifted, and the boat was tipped
over the water.

The giant whale flicked its tail, photographing Xiang Rongyi like a moving hill.

Rong Yi flashed away, and in a blink of an eye, the person had appeared in the sky. He
stared at the giant whale, and his pocket watch hung in his fingers again, "tick, tick", and
shimmered.

Besides Tangcuo and Jin Cheng, the two successfully opened the sixth ring of the serial
mission, and the adventure story of the mainland of Sicily finally reached the middle.

In this copy, Theodore and Lancelot continue to obstruct the conspiracy of the Rose
Sect in the name of traveling the continent. The battle between the Ivy League and the
Rose Sect also began to change from dark to light, and the entire continent was
surging.

And because this is a suitable copy of fighting, there is no very complicated plot line, so
Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng fight very fast, and it will not even take long to clear the
customs.

The only thing that slows down customs clearance is that Jin Cheng is still
experimenting with his belief system.

In the city of Yongye, Wen Xiaoming let intelligence organizations watch the movements
of Lin Yandong and g district. Of course, he did not let go and black hats. On the other
side, he started the research and development of pharmaceuticals that had to be put on
hold some time ago.

The incident at the Vaccine Research Institute gave Wen Xiaoming a big stimulus. If it
were not for the pharmacological constraints, Lilith might not be taken away by them.

He wants to develop two kinds of medicine, one is an enhanced version of the treatment
agent to ensure logistics. Another is the development of new drugs. During this time, he
has saved some precious materials, maybe he can make good things.
Tang Cuo also gave him the remaining [Tears of the Secret Lake], tears from the
unicorn Amo, with a strong hallucinogenic effect. It can work on the warden Xiao Tong,
and the remedy must be good.

Wen Xiaoming's laboratory is located in the villa in Area A. Jin Cheng has allocated two
rooms on the first floor, and after he got through, he became his exclusive laboratory.

There is also an advantage in Area A, which is convenient for monitoring Lin Yandong.

Time went forward without any hassle. Wen Xiaoming found that Mr. Crow had indeed
appeared outside Lin Yandong's villa, and Lin Yandong had returned to his former
appearance.

Instead, Miao Qi entered the copy again, Wen Xiaoming secretly wondered, he is the
time limit to trigger the mandatory task.

Wen Xiaoming waited and waited until Lin Yandong did something or waited for Rongyi
to come out from the g area, but Tang Tang and Jin Cheng.

Their sixth ring passed quickly, and more than twenty hours later came out of the copy.
After Wen Xiaoming confirmed that there was nothing new in Yongye City, he put in a
new copy without saying anything.

The seventh ring, "Dragon Cliff".

As soon as he saw the name of this copy, Tang Cuo immediately thought of the four
things mentioned by the black hat. Among them, the Pale Heart and the Drak Gems
have succeeded, leaving the Black Dragon and Forgive Tinder. Will the Dragon's Cliff be
related to the Black Dragon Lin?

This time Theodore and Lancelot came to-Shuofeng Canyon.

When Tang Cuo heard the dwarf Hammo mentioned in "The Forest of the Elves", the
dwarves have lived here for generations. There are the best mineral veins and the most
suitable fruits for winemaking. Although it is made from fruit wine, it is no worse than
human spirits, nor is it lost to the spirit of Elven Forest.

As a wine friend of Lancelot, Hammo also invited him to visit the dwarves.

A few months later, Theodore and Lancelot came to Shuofeng Canyon on appointment.
The purpose was not to be a guest, but to find the legendary dragon cliff.

Who would have thought that the once dominant man on this continent is also the most
massive creature, and will be the neighbor of the dwarf clan with the most petite body
for generations? In the story that has been passed down by word of mouth, the
Dragon's Cliff is located at the highest point of this continent. As for where this highest
point is, no one knows.

But at this moment, Tang Cuo has a road map from the Ivy League. This was Roger
Reed solemnly handed over to Theodore. He asked Theodore to use this roadmap to
find the Dragon's Cliff.

Going down from the cliff is the place where the dragons are buried. It is said that there
is a well that can restrain the time in the tomb.

Although there is a road map, this road map is too simple, and only outlines the outline
of Shuofeng Canyon, and then adds a crooked line. It is even harder to find the right
way to the Dragon's Cliff.

So Theodore and Lancelot found the local aborigine, the dwarf Hammo.

Hammo welcomed them, especially after receiving the latest hot liquor from the small
windmill harbor as a gift, he patted his chest happily and said: Wrapped on me.

Theodore and Lancelot are unwilling to speak up, so this time, Dragon Cliff and his
party are the only three of them and Hammo.
Along the way, Hammo talked nonstop, proudly introducing them to the style of
Shuofeng Canyon. What beautiful rocks are said to be ancient trees that have survived
from the dark age to the present, like a few treasures.

Tang Cuo's attention was all on that map. From time to time, he would take out the map
and take a look at it to compare with the surrounding environment, but Jin Cheng knew
that he was not necessarily just looking at the route.

"See what?" he asked.

"Look at the payment." Tang Cuo handed him.

Jin Cheng took it. Perhaps it is a long time ago, the words on the parchment have been
blurred, and the payment itself is small and more difficult to distinguish. But if you
compare the names of the people in your memory one by one, you can still match them.

"Augustin?" Jin Cheng turned over the name that had only been heard once. This was
still in the "Elven Forest", he heard from Tang Cuo, but he did not hear it with his own
ears.

Tang Cuo nodded. The founder Augustine, the founder of the Ivy League, but he is
missing.

The external statement is that Augustine's strength encountered a bottleneck, so he

closed down and practiced somewhere on the mainland. But who can retreat for a
hundred years, even ordinary members of the Ivy League, began to suspect that
Augustine was still alive.

Only core members such as Roger Reed knew that Augustine had encountered a
bottleneck, so he traveled to the mainland alone to find a breakthrough opportunity. This
is true.

It is true that his life and death are unknown, because he is missing.
No one knows where Augustine went, whether he has broken through the bottleneck, or
has died. The Ivy League for more than 100 years has never given up searching for
him, but in vain.

Tang Cuo held the map at this time and remembered the words of the unicorn Amo.

Augustine was the child that Elven King Aimi brought back to Secret Lake.

Although I don't know the specific time, but according to Amo's account, Ai Miye had
already parted ways with Louis XIV at that time. He brought back Augustine from
outside. When Augustine grew up, he founded the Ivy League.

Ai Miye opposed Louis XIV, and even blessed the sword of ruling, so that this sword
finally penetrated Louis XIV's chest. In the dispute between the two, what role did
Augustine play?

Since he can draw this road map, it means that he is very likely to have been here. If
there is really something here that can restrain the Well of Time, why did Augustine not
bring it back to the Ivy League?

What has happened to him in these 100 years?

Thinking about this, Tang Cuo looked at the rolling mountains, maybe the Dragon's Cliff
could give him the answer.

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The dwarf Han Mo said, there is no tall cliff in the Shuofeng Canyon. The route on the
map was also blocked by a waterfall and there was no way ahead.

"Master Hanmo is right? Your map is fake at all." When you drink too much wine, you
can't change the problem of claiming to be a master. "We dwarves have lived here for
thousands of years, and we know everything about it. ."

Jin Cheng smiled and asked: "Have you ever seen it behind the waterfall?"

Han Mo froze and pulled his beard and asked, "What can there be behind the
waterfall?"

Jin Cheng smiled and was unpredictable.

The first rule of the world: there must be treasure at the bottom of the cliff.

The second rule of the world: there must be a cave behind the waterfall.

Sure enough, behind the waterfall is a cave entrance about one person high. The three
fish penetrated through a long passage, and when the light was getting darker, Jin
Cheng lit the magical glazed lamp he brought out from the country of Yueyin.

This light accompanied them through six copies, deserving the first place in practicality.

The light dispelled the darkness, and it was only after Tangcuo saw the situation in the
cave that he understood the real content of the seventh ring-the maze. This is a copy of
the maze.

The caves in all directions are distributed like cobwebs, and the fork roads are
connected to the fork roads. Every intersection seems to have a weak air current
surging and seems to be able to pass.

There is no lighting equipment in the black maze, except for the magic glass lamp in Jin
Cheng’s hand.
The so-called practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng
looked at each other and chose a direction without hesitation, striding forward.

On the other hand, Wen Xiaoming's pharmaceutical research has finally made new
progress, and the efficacy of therapeutic agents has increased by more than 20%. He
also used [Tears of the Secret Lake] to develop a new hallucinogenic potion, but this
hallucinogenic potion is not the same as the ordinary one. It has only one function-let
the player who takes the potion tell the truth within five minutes.

In 99% of the cases, this potion is a little tasteless, and a lot of precious materials are
used. But Wen Xiaoming thought about it, the two big men in his team had a special
liking for the interrogation, maybe the remaining 1%.

In addition, the surveillance operations against Lin Yandong were quite unsuccessful.
Not only him, but also a few people who are suspicious of Wen Xiaoming's suspicion,
are very calm.

K and Black Hat went to the izakaya in the central area, but the owner of the izakaya
was the lover of the black hat. It is not surprising that they went to drink there. As for
what they said, this is unknown.

The more peaceful they were, the heavier the suspicion in Wen Xiaoming's mind, and
finally he couldn't hold back, and quietly ran outside Lin Yandong's villa, wanting to see
it for himself.

Happily, he came across Miao Qi from the copy.

"Sir!" Miao Qi pushed out the door and ran into the garden.

Lin Yandong was still making tea under the flower stand. He raised his head when he
heard the words and saw the obvious joy on his face. He asked, "What good things
have happened?"

Miao Qixing rushed to him, but his hands were still behind his back, "Sir guess?"
Lin Yan Dongguan. Because of his broken arm, Miao Qi's recent mood is always not
very good. Seeing him so happy today, Lin Yandong's eyes could not help revealing a
trace of comfort.

Miao Qi received this gratification, and his nose was sour, and he quickly took out the
things hidden behind his back. "Num, this copy rewarded me with a book, but it was not
a good book. I don't know if he likes it or not..."

During the speech, Miao Qi carefully looked at Lin Yandong's expression, fearing that
he would show a trace of disappointment. Because there is nothing special about that
book, it is this encyclopedia of flower farming. If you learn it well, you may become a
gardener.

Lin Yandong took the book and said mildly, "Thank you, I like it very much."

Miao Qi was so relieved that he walked to the stone table and took over the teapot that
Lin Yandong had poured half a moment ago, saying, "Last time, the book was lent to Jin
Cheng and Tang Cuo, and I don’t know when they will return. .. I always wondered if I
could get a new book back, but I didn’t expect the copy..."

He whispered, as if to say everything he hadn't said recently. He felt guilty, but facing
Lin Yandong's broken arm, he could do nothing. So even if it is a complete book on
flower farming, as long as he can briefly make Lin Yandong happy, he will be happy.

Miao Qi is a man of no heart or heart and has no interest in reading. But Lin Yandong
liked it very much, and he always kept abreast of the information of various books.

"Mr. is tired of reading, and you can put it in a book cafe. The book cafe hasn't put a
new book on the shelf for a long time." The books in the book cafe in the central area
are just one book after another. Some Miao Qi and Lin Yandong brought out from the
copy, some were acquired from other players, so many years, only collected forty or fifty
copies.

But if Miao Qi is asked, which book does Lin Yandong like best? He would answer
without hesitation: "It is the "Sicilian Fairy Tales"."
Miao Qi followed Lin Yandong for a few years and saw that he had taken various books,
but the only one was always on hand, and he never got a book cafe.

Who can think of it as a fairy tale?

In fact, Miao Qida thought that his family would be more suitable for books like The
Analects or The Miserable World.

The two spoke for a while, and the time came in the evening. Miao Qi put down the
teapot and prepared to go out to buy dinner. Neither he nor Lin Yandong can cook, so
the usual meals are set from restaurants not far away.

Because of the large number of orders, people used to deliver food to their homes, but
today Miao Qi wants to get it himself, and by the way, he can add an additional dish that
Lin Yandong likes.

Lin Yandong stopped him helplessly, Miao Qi then turned back, "What's wrong, sir?"

Lin Yandong: "You don't have to be like this."

Miao Qi squatted in front of him, and looked up at him like countless times before, "Sir, I
want to be nice to you."

Lin Yandong touched his head and smiled: "Don't you say that you will protect me in the
future? That's fine."

But I don't know how to protect you at all. I can only do these very small things to please
you.

Miao Qi is very worried. He has always felt panic recently.

"Don't worry." Lin Yandong put a red scarf between his neck and said, "You can protect
me."
Perhaps it was Miao Qi who took the relieving pill with this sentence. The fear that he
hid in his eyes seemed to be a little less. Nodded heavily, he stood up and waved at Lin
Yandong, then he hurriedly left the door.

Lin Yandong looked at his back, the smile on his lips was still gentle, but his eyes were
obscure. For a long time, he withdrew his eyes and reached for the cup on the table to
take a sip, but the tea was cold.

He shook his head and sighed suddenly.

Wen Xiaoming was monitoring outside the villa, and his ability to monitor. As a master of
equipment, he was more professional than most of the intelligence traffickers in Yongye
City. The person who can be monitored is not forceful, what can he do?

He watched Miao Qi come out of the villa, bought a meal and walked back. The two had
a sumptuous dinner with pleasure and left him alone to feed the mosquitoes.

Oh, there are no mosquitoes in Yongye City.

Wen Xiaoming was frustrated and scratched his head back. But he didn't get nothing,
he was immediately asked to go through all the books in the book cafe, but he didn't find
anything suspicious.

The book must be the key message.

Wen Xiaoming was idle, lying in the rocking chair of his villa, thinking over and over
again the characters who could be related to the "book". But whenever I feel that I am
about to think of something, the thought is broken again, and I always feel that there are
still shortcomings.

He simply pulled out the big blackboard in his laboratory, and filled out a diagram of the
characters on the blackboard, hoping to see some clues.

And while he was addicted to this puzzle game, a news about Miao Qi made him
stunned.
"He entered the copy again?" Wen Xiaoming was surprised.

"It's not there yet, but he went to the game lobby. Didn't you let us keep an eye on it? I'll
let you know as soon as there is any movement. For my dedicated work, the
remuneration this time is not Less."

Wen Xiaoming could still talk to him about what the remuneration was not. He promised
him to add a hundred more points, and immediately went to the game hall. He felt a little
strange. Miao Qi didn't come out for two days. Why did he go in again?

What copy is so anxious?

What did Lin Yandong want to do?

In order to hurry, Wen Xiaoming used a magic broom again and rushed into the game
hall.

"Ouch!" The two players couldn't dodge and were hit by a magic broom too late to turn.
Wen Xiaoming's "Sorry and Sorry" in a pile of sounds, stuffed them with a big apple, and
people slipped away. Like swimming fish, flexibly crossing the sea of ​people, and finally
saw his goal.

Miao Qi was only one step away from entering the mission wall. When Wen Xiaoming
found him, he seemed to feel something and looked back.

The two sides looked at each other across the crowd, just for a moment, but time
solidified.

What a deep look in his eyes, as if he was hiding a deep cold lake. Wen Xiaoming
groaned in his heart, like falling into an ice cave, but he blinked, and when he wanted to
explore again, the chill just now disappeared completely.

Miao Qi is still that Miao Qi. His eyes glanced lightly at Wen Xiaoming as if he hadn’t
seen him at all, and then pulled a red scarf around his neck and strode into the mission
wall.
Wen Xiaoming wanted to catch up, but the feeling of getting cold all over the body
remained in him, making him take no steps at a time. When he wanted to chase it
again, it was too late. Entering the task wall at this time, I'm afraid I have missed it with
Miao Qi.

what happened?

Wen Xiaoming carefully recalled the situation just now, it is really strange, is it his own
illusion?

With such doubts, he came to Lin Yandong's villa again. Carefully maneuvering a small
mosquito-like monitor into the courtyard wall, using his mental strength to avoid the
barrier set in the house, Wen Xiaoming saw Lin Yandong sitting on the sofa reading
through the flower cultivation.

As long as he monitored, Lin Yandong had been sitting on that sofa for a long time.
During the period, he didn't have any special behavior except drinking a few sips of
water.

The huge mist gradually enveloped Wen Xiaoming's heart. He frowned deeply, but he
couldn't get away from it.

In the first two visits, the time limit for Wen Xiaoming's mandatory mission to trigger was
approaching. Looking at Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng before they came back, he had to
leave a letter, an advanced copy.

As soon as he left his front foot, Leng Miao's back foot came out of the copy.

After a week, he exhausted his thoughts and finally cleared the customs smoothly, and
also got the No. 9 movement. After he came out, he didn't make any stop and went
straight to Lin Yandong's residence to let him fulfill the agreement.

Lin Yandong received him in the garden, "tea or juice?"

Leng Miao frowned, her expression harder than ever. Because this copy of the "National
Star Movement" is too much for his mental torture, he listened to crying and crying for
seven days, and endured all seven days of open fights and lovely light waves.

"I got the movement, and I’ll change it for you now."

Lin Yandong smiled, still served him a glass of juice, and made a gesture of invitation.

Leng Miao had to sit down, but looking at the orange juice, he didn't move. Lin Yandong
was not reluctant, and he casually exaggerated today's weather before he got to the
point.

"There is only one sentence about Rong Yi's secret."

Leng Miao said nothing but stared at him.

Lin Yandong smiled: "He still has a name called Yan Qi."

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Regardless of what happened outside, Tangcuo and Jin Cheng in the copy still walked
on the road of customs clearance. The labyrinth behind the waterfall is extremely
difficult to walk, and there are not enough lighting facilities. They fumbled in the dark
and were trapped for several days before finally reaching the exit.
Outside the export is another world.

The dwarf Hanmo opened his mouth wide with surprise and couldn't be more surprised,
pointing at the front for a long time before holding out a long list: "Dragon, dragon,
dragon, dragon, dragon-this is a dragon!"

In the seventh ring of "Dragon Cliff", Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng saw a real dragon, a
legendary dragon that had disappeared on the mainland of Sicily.

In front of me was a gorge with green grass, and the peaks on both sides soared into
the clouds, and the place where they stood at the moment was on the cliff wall of a cliff,
about a protruding platform as large as a coffin board.

Perhaps this is what Shuofeng Canyon really looks like.

The dragons hovered in the sky and looked up. The dragons had different shapes.
Some have huge wings and some have long tails of flames. They live freely here and
are the masters of the sky and the earth.

Tang Cuo remembers seeing in "The Secret of the Lake" by Louis XIV. When he was
young, Louis had a wish-he wanted to have a dragon as a mount.

When he became an emperor, Louis XIV, who was arrogant by nature, would find a way
to fulfill this desire?

Tang Cuosi wondered about this possibility, thinking that he might be able to solve the
mystery of the demise of the dragon clan. But if they are all dead, what do you see
now?

Roger Reid clearly said that the things to restrain the well of time are in the dragon
cemetery, where is the cemetery?

Dwarf Hammo didn’t know what cemetery was or not, he only knew that he suddenly
found himself a little afraid of height, and subconsciously hugged Lancelot’s thigh, his
teeth trembling, "Oh, my **** of forging. The **** is in I don’t know that there is such a
place in Shuofeng Canyon. No... Even the great patriarch certainly doesn’t know, the
dragon, this is a dragon, if there are hard dragon scales, the craftsmen of the dwarf clan
must be able to Build the strongest armor on this continent!"

Jin Cheng smiled, this wine friend was a little cute.

At this moment, a faint sound of flute suddenly came from the distant sky. Listen
carefully, the flute becomes clearer, crisp, melodious, with the smell of the wild wind.

But Jin Cheng carefully compared them, but it didn't look like the sounds of the musical
instruments he knew. He couldn't help but look for where the sound came from, and
Hammo was also attracted by the flute, and looked up carefully.

Tangcuo first found it, looking to the southwest and said, "On the back of the black
dragon."

The black dragon has a black dragon scale, huge wings spread, and glides across the
sky. It looks more sturdy than any other dragon. The curled claws glow dazzlingly in the
sun. The dragon's horn stands proudly, clearly a dragon. From a distance, he can see a
hint of handsomeness.

On the back of the black dragon, a little dot sits.

It was a human child, about seven or eight years old, with a slender leaf blowing in his
hand. The wind blew his shoulder-length hair, and it was a little messy, but he didn't
care at all, shaking his head gently, and the beautiful music flowed between the lips.

Heilong took him quickly and flew away again, suddenly flipping against the sun, in
exchange for the child's giggling laugh holding the dragon's neck.

"Augustin?" Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow.

"It seems there is only this explanation." Tang Cuo said.

Augustine was a child raised by a dragon. Louis XIV conquered the dragon tribe for his
own ambition. The dragon tribe was invincible and was completely buried in the
Shuofeng Canyon with the end of the dark age. The elf king Aimi adopted the poor child
and took him back to the secret lake. The child grew up and founded the Ivy League.

This can also explain why Augustine has a road map to the Dragon's Cliff, because this
is his hometown.

That being the case, everything in front of me is an illusion.

Tang Cuo figured out this key and took a bold step forward. When Hammo saw his
move, his heart almost jumped out of his throat, "You don't want to die, you will fall if you
fall -"

In one step, Tang Cuo stood steadily in the air.

Han Mo's eyes widened in amazement, but before his doubts blurted out, the scene in
front of him began to change from Tang Cuo's feet. Like the parchment burnt by fire, the
flames engulfed the paper, spreading out a little bit until the truth of the world was
revealed.

The green grass swaying in the wind is gone, the warm sun is gone, and the hovering
dragons are gone. They stood on the flat ground, in front of them a cemetery of bones
shrouded in darkness.

There were skeletons of dragons everywhere, and the wind just blew through a hollow
bone, making a whine.

"A **** of forging..." Hammo could say nothing but the name of God. Because the bones
in front of him belong to the dragon, even the smallest bone is much taller than him.

He walked among them, like walking into the giant forest.

"There is something in front." Jin Cheng said.

Deep in the cemetery where the moonlight was shining, the skeletons of several
dragons lay prone on the ground in a circle, as if guarding something. The three of them
walked in and walked through the chest of a dragon. From their deep eyes, they saw a
small white flower blooming in the center of the dragon guard.

It's a bit like a little daisy, but it's more rounded than the petals of a daisy, and you can't
call a specific name.

A rib shaped like a machete was inserted in the center of the flower bush, and a roll of
parchment paper tied with a red string hung on the top of the rib.

Tangcuo stepped forward to make sure that there was no magic ban around him, and
he directly removed the parchment. After a quick glance, he handed the parchment to
Jin Cheng and said, "Is the writing like?"

Jin Cheng: "Like."

Although Augustine's words were not clearly written on the road map, one of his strokes
was written very differently from others. And this parchment is written with a line-

[Back to where everything started]

There is no doubt that Augustine must have been back. He left this piece of parchment
with the message pointing directly to the country of the moon and the moon, because
that is where the well of time lies, and the capital of the dynasty.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, who come from the finale, naturally know that the legendary
story of the mainland of Sicily will eventually go back to the country of Yueyin, which
coincides with Augustine’s guidance.

If Augustine hoped that later people would find this parchment and go to the country of
the moon, would he go there himself?

Tang Cuo asked Jin Cheng: "Did we see any information about Augustine when we
were in the country of Yueyin?"

Jin Cheng shook his head, "No, I'm sure. But there is a book corner "Dragon Illustration"
in the magic school of the country of the moon hidden, do you remember?"
"Ok."

"There are illustrations of dragon bones on it. I glanced a few times while you were
practicing magic and roughly remembered a few dragons."

In fact, Jin Cheng was only interested in himself. Whether it is a boy or a man, there is
always no resistance to creatures such as dragons and superhumans.

Thinking about this, he knocked on the skeleton next to him and said, "This should be
the Frost Dragon, whose bone color is not the same as anything else."

"And the one, the black dragon."

"Next to it is the Fire Dragon."

"..."

Jin Cheng reported the names one by one, so that the dwarf Hanmo couldn't help but
look at his fellow drinker with a look of worship. At the end, he paused again, and he
wasn’t so sure. "I remember there is a very special dragon called the dragon of time. It
has a special magical power to control time. If there is really a time that can restrain
time, The existence of the well is a great possibility. But I looked around, and there are
no similar bones. The book says that the dragon of time is smaller than other giant
dragons, and the adult dragon is not as good as the griffon. Big."

After hearing this, Tang Cuo thought a little, and said, "You have missed a bone."

At the end of the speech, he pulled out the rib inserted in the flower bush, and raised his
hand to stroke its smooth bone surface without dust. This bone is about one meter long,
and there is no obvious truncation. It can be seen as a complete bone.

For a dragon, this bone is shorter.

Jin Chengle said, "Then store it first, it's Bai Picking anyway."
As soon as he heard the words "White Picked Up", Han Mo's thoughts came back to
life. He can't worry about being afraid or not at this moment, and standing on the ground
no longer fears height. His glorious little eyes glanced around for a week, and he was
going to collect materials that could be forged.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo deliberately let him go. Eventually, the three of them split up
and found a lot of bone parts and stones in the cemetery.

Tang Cuo circled around, picked up two round stones with the size of baby babies' fists,
and walked back to the flower cluster full of small flowers. When the system's
announcement sounded, he stumbled and picked a few flowers.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for successfully completing the seventh round of the
serial mission "The Land of the Moon": Dragon's Cliff. Difficulty...

In the distance, Hanmo held a scale larger than his face and danced with excitement.
He looked back, "Look, I have found Dragon Scale!"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng raised their heads together, their eyes converging in mid-air.

The wind blew through the wilderness, and the hollow keel was still sobbing, like crying,
for more than a thousand years. Tang Cuo listened to the whimper, and Yu Guang
glanced at the place where the ribs were inserted diagonally, and suddenly saw a cold
metal light.

A trace of suspicion flashed in his heart, and he immediately moved away the grass and
the dirt, and dug out the cold light.

It was a broken sword that had been mostly rusted, and it was almost impossible to see
its original appearance.
Tang Cuomo held the pattern on the broken sword, very sure that it was the shape of a
rose. He has seen such patterns on Louis XIV and the Royal Guard's saber. The rose
pattern of the rose sect was born here.

Sure enough, the secret of the destruction of the dragon family is related to Louis XIV.

"Ding!"

"One black dragon was detected and a decree was issued according to the No. 5
movement. This item belongs to the player d11119."

Unexpectedly, Huo Tang and Jin Cheng did not express any surprises anymore. The
two did not even say a nonsense, and each quickly checked the reward grid.

Especially Tangcuo.

【Dragon Tooth】

Category: Weapon

Quality: Rare

Description: It is said that it is the rib closest to the heart of the Dragon of Time. When it
died, it transferred more than 50% of its magical energy. Destiny magician, maybe you
can find its purpose.

【Dragon Eye】

Category: Material

Quality: Rare

Description: A stone turned into a dragon's eyes, and grinding it into powder to make a
potion may give hope to blind children.

【Nightgrass】
Category: Material

Quality: Advanced

Description: The grass growing near the nest of the dragon of time has the most
mediocre little white flowers on the continent of Sicily. A piece of grass represents a
dream, like a match in the hands of a little girl. Eat it and you can dream about
everything you want to have.

Three things correspond to the ribs, the cobblestone Tang Xiao picked up and the small
white flowers. In addition, some ores picked up in the maze, as well as finely broken
keels, are all materials, which can be returned to Wen Xiaoming.

Jin Cheng also got the same thing there. He didn’t read much. After a little deep
thought, he asked, "Do you think the plot after the maze is a bit too easy?"

Tang Cuo: "You mean there is no magic ban?"

Although the maze is difficult and takes some time, it can always be passed. They
walked according to Augustine's road map, but they didn't take any remote route, and
Dragon's Cliff has been hidden for thousands of years. Couldn't anyone find it in this
millennium? No matter how you look at this copy, it is too simple.

Jin Cheng again said: "I think the melody that Augustine used to blow with leaves is a
bit familiar."

Tang Cuo: "Lancelot?"

Jin Cheng shrugged, which represented uncertainty. But the good news is that their
points have exceeded 700 points, and they can cross two levels and go from zone e to
zone c.

The two of them had nothing to clean up. While no one knew they were back at this
time, they went out directly as usual and planned to go to Area C.
When going out, Jin Cheng saw the letter from the post office. It’s not a waste of time to
walk and take apart while walking on the road.

"Lin Yandong, Miao Qi..." Jin Cheng pondered these two names and turned to ask Tang
Cuo's opinion.

"Lin Yandong really did not leave home at this time, no one has seen it?" Tang Cuo was
deeply skeptical.

"It's easy to handle." Jin Cheng raised his mouth. The two turned a corner on the road
and went to the Ruby Tavern, planning to meet k in a few days, to see what he is
playing now.

K smiled Yingying, as usual, damaged Jin Cheng a few words, but did not push out the
guests. Jin Cheng ordered a glass of Martini and exchanged information-Leng Miao
went to Lin Yandong's villa.

Combined with Wen Xiaoming's letter, it is not difficult to guess from time that Leng
Miao was a copy that only entered after seeing Lin Yandong.

Tang Cuo embraced his arm, and there was a determination in his heart, "Go to Area
G."

Rongyi went to area g, and there was Xiao Tong in area g. With Rong Yi against Leng
Miao and Xiao Tong against Lin Yandong, no matter what flowers they can bring out,
there is always a way to control it.

Just before leaving, Tang Cuo suddenly turned around and asked k, "Mr. K really
doesn't know what is the purpose of the black hat to issue the fifth movement?"

k stunned, then smiled, "forgive me can not help."

At the same time, in the copy of "Suicide Permit", Rong Yi finally saw the other side. He
couldn't help but take a sigh of relief, covering the bleeding wounds on his body, and
continued to drift away with the boat that was about to fall apart.
The Trial Game of Life Chapter 172:
Number nine
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Rong Yi didn't expect him to float for so long at sea, which may prove the sentence
again. It is much harder to live than to die. When the staff on the other bank handed him
the suicide permit, Rong Yi smiled bitterly, but thanked the other party politely.

However, the broadcast of the customs clearance of the copy didn't sound, and Rong Yi
realized afterwards that he might have to commit suicide to pass the pass.

This is really enough to toss people.

Rong Yi was tired and wanted to make a quick decision. Especially during the voyage at
sea, he recalled too many things in the past, which made his spirit more tired.

Just then, there was a sharp cry from afar, "No! I don't want to die! Let me go, I don't
want to die!"

Rong Yi looked over and found that it was the middle-aged woman who was in front of
him in the office hall. She was already standing under the gallows, and there was a rope
around her neck, but at the last moment she regretted and began to struggle
desperately. But the two staff members grabbed her arm, and the stool standing under
her foot had also been removed.
She screamed, her neck was tightened with rope, and soon she could not make any
sound, leaving only one pair of legs kicking in the air.

The crew members let go of her, letting her pull the rope around her neck
indiscriminately, the skin on her handle was frayed, and her eyes were almost staring
out, which was of no avail.

They looked indifferently, like puppets wearing masks. When the middle-aged woman
swallowed, they all turned back together and looked at Rong Yi.

Rong Yi took out the gun calmly and aimed at the temple. The second he pulled the
trigger, he suddenly began to wonder if he had hesitated before he died.

The answer is forget.

"boom!"

With a gunshot, Rong Yi returned to Area G and appeared on the empty lawn in front of
the prison. He was badly injured. Even after taking the medicine, blood still ran down his
arm, dripped on the blade of grass, and slid down the vein of the leaf.

"Have you got the music?" Xiao Tong's voice sounded.

Rong Yi raised his head and his breathing became steady. But within two or three
seconds, his trembling fingertips calmed down and nodded. The movement was found
in the belly of a sea monster. The fierce battle made him almost miss the breath of the
movement. Under such a dangerous situation, the sea monster was cracked, and then it
was difficult to find the movement. .

But Xiao Tong didn't remind him of his obligations, Rong Yi knew, so he didn't have to
say much.

Xiao Tong smiled, "Now it's your turn to uncover your chips."
Rong Yi took a deep breath and straightened his back slightly. He didn't speak
immediately, it seemed that he had done enough to build his heart, and then he said
right: "Yan Yun has a skill called-seize the house."

After hearing this, Xiao Tong's face was solemn.

He and Mr. Crow personally saw that Lin Yandong would be swallowed by Yan Yun in
the trapped golem. Lin Yandong said at the time that he had come to cross him. But
now listening to Rong Yi say this, who is it?

Xiao Tong did not think that Lin Yandong would fight an unprepared battle. He dared to
go to Yan Yun to prove that he was well prepared. But Lin Yandong's understanding of
Yan Yun must not be deeper than Rong Yi.

"Since you are a returnee, why should you come here and tell me? Don't you want
Yanyun to come back?" Xiao Tong narrowed his eyes. "A piece of music is more
important than Yanyun?"

Rong Yi shook his head and asked, "He was originally in the copy. Maybe his sentence
is about to expire, he will go to reincarnate to get a new life. Why would he think that it
would be better to come back than a freshman?"

Xiao Tong: "He is a famous **** slayer, he may not necessarily choose that way."

"Yeah." Rong Yi smiled lightly, Yu Guang glanced at the high-hanging moon, a few lines
of sadness and a slight self-deprecation gleamed in the corner of his eyes. But he
quickly became firm again and nodded politely towards Xiao Tong, saying, "It's not too
early, and I should go back."

He turned around neatly, walked a few steps, but stopped again, saying: "He has his
choice, and I have mine."

To Rongyi's back completely disappeared at the gate of Area G. Xiao Tong looked at the
lawn blown by the breeze and did not speak for a long time.
This lawn welcomes many people. There are Zheng Yingying and rivers, Leng Miao and
Rong Yi, Lin Yandong, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, and Xiao Tong sees the difference
most.

In the past, when he and Lin Yandong were still alive, they were separated because of
the war. At that time, Shuaifu collapsed and Lin Yandong no longer took the stage, and
they all lost each other's news.

Bye bye, it was on a cruise ship in Jiangnan. Lin Yandong, holding Sanxian, sang a
piece of new and used music called "The Heart of the King Is Far", but it should be the
scene now.

He should get a horn installed here and play this song in a loop 24 hours a day, so
everyone in Yongye City can listen to it.

But Rong Yi's last sentence made Xiao Tong's heart worry less.

Worried about what Lin Yandong is doing? He never needs to worry about others. Rong
Yi has clearly left Yongye City, but committed suicide and returned. If he and Yan Yun
are no longer in one heart, the next play may be worth watching.

However, he said that Rong Yi left District G and just walked out of the prison gate, and
met Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng. Rong Yi paused, "I can't believe me so much?"

Jin Cheng spread his hand, "Actually we have just arrived."

Rong Yi smiled and threw the movement directly to Jin Cheng, unambiguously.

Jin Cheng confirmed the true and false of the movement, and he did not hesitate to put
it away, then made a gesture of invitation to Rong Yi. The trust between the two parties
was further deepened, and Jin Cheng also directly confessed to him.

"Leng Miao has seen Lin Yandong. There may be a deal between the two. In addition,
he has gathered all the four things requested by the black hat, and he will be guarded
against him."
Rong Yi stunned, then frowned, "How could Leng Miao go to see Lin Yandong?"

Jin Cheng: "You have the best relationship with him, you don't even know, how can we
know."

Rong Yi was silent. After a while, he said: "I understand what you mean, and I will check
it out. The black hat may have to ask you, I don't deal with him much."

Jin Cheng: "One word is final."

The two sides soon separated.

Tang Cuo looked at the direction Rong Yi left and said, "Rong Yi knows about the
"Yueyin Kingdom"."

Jin Cheng: "How do you see it?"

Tang Cuo: "Observe."

Maybe it was because Jin Cheng put Leng Miao's thing before the black hat thing, Rong
Yi suddenly heard the news of his friend, because he was worried and the body was too
tired, so he failed to maintain his usual calmness and thoughtfulness .

Under such circumstances, his reaction to all kinds of news will be more real than usual,
and when he heard the news of the black hat, he was too calm and did not even ask
much.

This means that the matter did not exceed his expectations, and it was expected.

The insiders who are known to have copies of "Yueyin Kingdom" are: Lin Yandong,
Yanye, Black Hat, k, Yanye is dead, and the remaining three. Where will Rongyi get
related news?

Tang Cuo: "I always felt that k had concealed a lot of information. He knew much more
than we thought, and he dabbled widely. He could not only know about Xiao Tong, but
also Lin Yandong and the black hat, even in In the case of Crimson, it was also his
"Vaccine Research Institute" that led me to send Lilith to the past. But he is also just an
editing player, and his authority will not be higher than that of Xiao Tong and Mr. Crow.
His source is at where?"

Jin Cheng: "Do you think he has a personal relationship with Rong Yi?"

The relationship between private exchanges and buying and selling intelligence is
different, the former is much deeper than the latter. Tang Cuo's reason is also very
simple, "intuition."

Intuition is based on experience.

A Rong Yi was secretly secret, even with the No. 2 movement, but could hide so well
under the watch of the big brothers in Yongye City. A k has all kinds of information, as if
guiding everything in secret, but has bypassed Rong Yi, without revealing any trace of
him. Tang Cuo has no empirical evidence to prove that they have contacts in private,
but if anyone secretly co-operates with each other, they are the best candidates.

As for k and black hats, they look more like plastic friends.

Jin Cheng believes in Tang Cuo's intuition, but everyone has a little secret that he
doesn't want to tell. Once it's broken, it may cause trouble, which is not conducive to
other things.

It's a good idea to hit from the side. For example, to find a black hat, this plastic friend
may know something.

The two came to the black hat grocery store while discussing, but since the opening of
the fantasy unlimited market, few people have seen black hat himself again.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng did not unexpectedly see anyone, and ran two districts in a
row, but none.
The two simply went to Area C to complete the upgrade, and then transferred to the
central area, planning to go to the izakaya. The proprietress of the izakaya is a black hat
lover, and she and K know each other.

The izakaya was still deserted as usual. When Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng opened the
curtain and entered, there were no guests in the shop. The proprietress leaned back on
the counter and smoked, her slender fingers sandwiched the mouthpiece, and her
expression was slightly lonely in the lingering smoke.

"Knock, knack." Jin Cheng knocked on the table with his fingers, leaning his arms on
the bar, laughing and jokingly: "What's wrong with this? Which guest with short eyes is
talking in front of you?"

The proprietress looked back and saw Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo's faces, and chuckled,
"Dare you dare to speak in front of me, isn't it Jin Jin alone?"

At the end of the speech, she squinted at him and turned to greet Tang Cuo, "This little
handsome guy hasn't been here for a long time. What do you want to eat today? Sister
treats."

Tang Cuo: "Beef ramen, add an extra egg, sweet heart, thank you."

The lady boss smiled, "You're so welcome, wait."

Jin Chengwan Er, after the boss lady lifted her sleeves to make a face, he began to list.
From tempura to sukiyaki, all you want to order is a serving, which is almost chopped by
the boss lady with a sushi knife.

"I only make noodles today, I love to eat and not to eat and roll."

Jin Cheng shrugged, turned his head and went to Tang Cuoxun to comfort him again.
The proprietress looked at the two who didn't avoid suspicion at all, her heart was
tumbling, her fingers moved, and she couldn't help but want to light a cigarette.
Looking for a cigarette case, a cigarette was delivered to her. She looked up and saw
Jin Cheng's smiling face, and finally sighed, took the cigarette lighter, took a deep
breath, and all the internal organs were ironed again.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo didn't bother her. For a long time, she dusted her ashes and
said, "The black hat came just now."

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow: "He's looking for a compound?"

"Fart!" The proprietress scolded, "I know that Yongye City has been in trouble recently,
and neither of you will come to see me for no reason. It's always because of his
business. I broke up with him and it was nothing. I can tell you, but what he said just
now seems to be saying goodbye to me. The **** in the black hat thought that the old
lady was so rare that he didn’t just die and saved my eyes."

bid farewell?

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng glanced at each other, and at a time they couldn't guess the
intention of the black hat, and it was at this time that the familiar "Songs of Gods,
Lambs, and Crows" resounded throughout the city.

"Gods, lambs and crows,

Have fun together on the cliff.

They sing and dance,

Flowers bloom in the stone..."

The two changed their colors together, and the song sounded, which meant that a
movement was about to be announced. Which movement is it? Who is promulgating it
quietly without anyone?

"Ding!"

"The ninth movement is detected and the holder is editing player d11119."
"The decree is approved within the prescribed limits and takes effect immediately."

"We will broadcast the whole area below."

"Ling: Part of the permissions of the players under editing will be activated. From now
on, all players under editing can enter the copy."

"The decree takes effect immediately."

Black hat, black hat again!

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 173:

Forgive Tinder
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At this moment, all the players in Yongye City raised their heads together, innocently
and stunned. Black hat, how can it be a black hat again?

Even Jin Cheng's former blacklist madman, or Lin Yandong, the newly topped double
list, has not yet promulgated the next movement. Why is that nervous black hat
succeeded again?

In the editor d11119, in the last month, this is a name that allows ordinary players to
grind their teeth. The suddenly shortened time limit for compulsory missions made
everyone exhausted between copies, and many people who could have survived died in
the copies.
Now he has opened the permissions of the players who are editing, so that they can
also enter the copy.

"Does he have to get everyone into the copy to be happy? Is his brain sick?!" Questions
like this sounded in every corner. The only cold-minded person who knew the truth was
more doubtful than anyone else.

He could not have imagined that the number nine movement he had brought back
would eventually fall into the hands of the black hat.

why?

Why did Lin Yandong give it to the black hat?

Leng Miao couldn't figure it out, and the more she couldn't figure it out, the deeper the
conspiracy behind this incident might be. Thinking about this, his face was completely
cold, and the air was whizzing out.

He was originally going to see Rongyi, but what Lin Yandong told him had been circling
in his heart, he had not been able to calm down, and he hesitated until now. Well now,
Leng Miao simply turned around to see Lin Yandong.

He must figure it out.

But he was destined to make a splash because Lin Yandong was already in the center
at this time. Just like the last time Black Hat issued a decree, he and Black Hat met in a
private club just one street away from the izakaya. They sat in their original positions
and watched Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng leave the izakaya.

It was just that Lin Yandong did not reappear his bead, and instead called for a glass of
juice.

He said to the black hat: "You are too anxious."

The black hat smiled vaguely, "So what? It's not good to let them mess up first? My goal
has been achieved. As long as I enter the copy, no one can catch me. Moreover, I don't
want to start. With the movement in use, how can you give me peace of mind, right?"

Lin Yandong declined to comment, just took out a black small jade bottle and pushed it
over, saying, "Forgive the fire."

Black Dragon Lin, Pale Heart, Drach Gem, and Forgiveness of Tinder, all four things are
now gathered. The black hat took over the jade bottle, and the unexpected cold touch
made him slightly confused, but then he was replaced by the enthusiasm in his eyes.

Four years later, he finally waited until this day.

"I have given you what you want, and now we are clear." He couldn't wait to get up and
left. Lin Yandong stopped him: "Are you going to say goodbye?"

It was heard that the black hat paused, raised the brim for the first time and turned his
head to stare at him with the gloomy eyes that were not visible all the year round,
saying, "Lin Yandong, I don’t understand why you wanted to save me at that time. I
don’t know whether you are hypocritical or really kind. I, Yan Kai, are ultimately guilty
because of greed and self-sufficiency, even if you die in the copy. You have saved us,
but it’s strange that I treat you There is no trace of gratitude, and even doubt your
motives."

Lin Yan, Dongguan Er, "rarely you have a sober understanding of yourself."

The black hat froze and immediately understood what this "wake cognition" meant. He
could not help feeling a ridicule of ridicule, but also felt congested, and finally said: "For
the sake of you who saved me, I finally advised you-be careful of the boat in the gutter."

At the end of the speech, the black hat pressed down the brim, like a ghost away.

Lin Yandong didn't rush away, even if he was drinking a brightly colored juice through a
straw, his movements were still elegant and calm, with an old-school charm.
After half a glass of juice, he looked straight at the waiter who was not far away
whispering behind the flower stand. His excellent hearing made it difficult for all sounds
to escape his ears.

"The boss seems to be angry..."

"So what exactly is the bylaw now? Players who are editing can also enter the copy,
what do they do?"

"It's a curse if someone like a black hat enters the copy, I must not run into him..."

Not all players in the series are accepting "gifts" from black hats, and the percentage of
those who do not accept them is surprisingly high. For example, the owner of this club,
such as the aunt who sells hot and sour powder, they had a good time in Yongye City.
Now, the black hats have a horizontal bar, and they don’t know where to direct their
destiny.

"One kills a thousand knives." Aunt Hot and Sour Powder stomped on the chopping
board, not only chopping the green onions, but even the chopping board cracked.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at the changes in Yongye City coldly, and arranged for
people to squat down in the game hall. They did not expect to get a black hat in front of
the mission wall. Since the black hat dared to play this hand, it must have been fully
prepared. But if you are not afraid of 10,000, then you should be prepared.

Then they went to the ruby ​tavern again, k said they knew nothing about it.

"Don't know", "Unclear", "Don't understand", this set of dumping pots is connected in
three consecutive lines, flowing in a cloud. K leaned against the table with a smile,
opened a bottle of red wine for them personally, and invited wine glasses from across
the air, while pouring the wine skillfully, and said, "Don't be so anxious, wait, the answer
is self-evident."

After finishing the speech, he pushed the wine glass towards Jin Cheng, almost at his
hand, and turned another corner, and gave Tang Cuo, "Today I invite guests."
Tang Cuo missed it and put it on the table with one hand, looking at him with all his
leisure, and said, "Give me a reason to drink this glass of wine."

K spread his hands, "I thought you would speak better than Jin Cheng, a mixed ball."

Tang Cuo: "Marry a chicken and a chicken and a dog and a dog."

k: "........."

Jin Cheng applauded, "Good speaking."

K rolled his eyes and placed the bottle on the table to express his dissatisfaction. But
the two people on the other side would obviously not take into account his mood, and
he showed the monkey angry.

"I can only give you a guarantee that what the black hat does will not affect your
collection of the twelve movements. If the guarantee fails, you will come to me to buy
information in the future, and I will give you a discount."

Tang Cuo: "The value of points and movements cannot be compared."

k raised an eyebrow, "What do you want?"

Tang Cuo: "Exchange with other information."

k smiled and said, "I have given you a guarantee, which is equivalent to sending you a
piece of information, proving that the black hat has nothing to do with the movement.
You now want me to have a piece of information, this sale is too much Is it
cost-effective? It seems that since you came here, I have been netting these losses."

Tang Cuo was still calm, "So do you do it?"

K was also tempered by him, and he poured himself a glass of wine, and he fell asleep
and felt refreshed, "I can only tell you a little more: I have checked a lot of information
recently, and there are signs to prove your serial copy Perhaps unique."

Tang Cuo: "Uniqueness? Can it only be entered once?"

k is slightly correct, "No, uniqueness does not mean the uniqueness of the copy, but the
uniqueness of the space in which the copy is located. That is, no matter where the
space of "July Rose" and "Moon Hidden Kingdom" is, How many copies are born, this
space is unique. That is, all the copies are related to each other, they all happen in that
space, and there is only a difference in time."

Tang Cuo got it.

Theoretically, if the black hat returns to the copy of "July Rose" and Tang Cuo enters
"The Country of the Moon", even if the copy they entered is not the same, as long as
they are in the same time node, they will be able to copy Meet in the middle. Because
they are essentially on the mainland of Sicily.

Tang Cuo had previously speculated that "July Rose" may not be part of "Yueyin", but
the time of its occurrence is very likely to collide with one of the rings.

Which ring is it? eighth? ninth? Or is it further behind?

If he rushed to Yorkshire, where the "July Rose" happened, would he hit a black hat?

k Looking at Tang Cuo's thoughtful expression, he knew he wanted to understand. He

looked up and drank the rest of the wine, put down the glass and said, "I have said
everything I should say, what to do next, it depends on your own."

Tang Cuo no longer speaks. K can tell them this information and he must be prepared
early, even if Tang Cuo did not force him just now, he will find an opportunity to speak
up.

Sure enough, they are plastic friends.

The next second, the plastic friend said again, "I only have one request. If you come
across a black hat, you want to fight and kill. Please also after he finishes his wish."

Jin Cheng: "What is his wish?"

k laughed and said nothing, this is not going to say.

Jin Cheng shrugged and didn't ask. It was just when I left that I suddenly turned back
and said with a smile: "I came to find the information of you to buy a copy. It seems that
I only tell you that it is a rare hidden copy. I have some doubts about the content of the
copy, so I thought The intelligence to buy it did not say that it is serial. I have always
been cautious. The key information of'series' was only revealed when I asked Lin
Yandong about the "July Rose"."

k looked stiff, and narrowed his eyes slightly to Jin Cheng's playful eyes, just to say "this
is speculated", but Jin Cheng turned away before he spoke, as if he didn't care what his
answer was.

For a long time, he shook his head and smiled, touched his nose, turned and entered
the door of the mysterious labyrinth again.

At this time, k had already forgotten that little mistake just now, he walked briskly to the
bookshelf, took out a blank book, pulled out a feather pen from the void, and a few
strokes made the protagonist The story of the black hat is written.

Just like writing the crimson story last time.

After writing the story, he glanced at it satisfactorily and stuffed the book back on the
shelf. This book is black, the one that was crimson last time is red, and the two books
happen to be in one place, one black and one red complement each other.

With a humming song, he walked up the escalator again and pulled out a book with
golden swallows on a black background. He turned the book directly to the end and
wrote two words on the blank page of the last page——

to be continued.

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"Do you believe him?"

"K may conceal, but the information he gave has never been missed."

On the way out of the Ruby Tavern, Tangcuo and Jin Cheng had a brief exchange. Jin
Cheng said that believing in k was actually based on intuition, because he did not feel
any hostility in k.

In other words, he never showed hostility to any player. At this point, he is definitely a
qualified intelligence dealer.

Tang Cuo: "Ready to copy."

Now that I decided to believe, the follow-up action will be accelerated. They didn't know
which link the July rose actually corresponded to, so they had to check in the copy and
be sure to stop the black hat.

Although K said that what he did did not affect their collection of movements, Tang Cuo
was still not at ease. "July Rose" four years ago changed the trajectory of so many
people. Black hat, Yanye, Lin Yandong are all involved, and there must be hidden
secrets. Finding it and uncovering it, you might be able to figure out Lin Yandong's true
purpose, and even uncover a corner of the truth about Yongye City.

And in the conversation just now, K's reaction has been admitted in disguise-the black
hat issued that decree to restart "July Rose". Otherwise, k will not say those words, and
the black hat will not do everything possible to collect those four things.

The key now is when will the black hat gather the last thing?
If it is said that things only appear on the mainland of Sicily, then black hats must rely on
Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, but it is clear that they have not gathered together yet. Why is
he so eager to expose his ultimate intention?

Tang Cuo prefers that he has got the fourth thing-forgive Tinder.

Source-Lin Yandong, also visited Lin Yandong on the mainland of Sicily.

Except for him, Tang Cuo couldn't think of a second candidate.

It doesn't matter where the No. 9 movement came from and who got it, and gave it a
black hat. Tang Cuo couldn't think about the irretrievable and meaningless things. The
left and right are just those few candidates, no one is bad.

It's like this player in Yongye City, everyone is not good at it, no matter who is ruthless,
it's not bad.

Jin Cheng generously transferred the dominance, looking at Tang Cuo, who was
resolutely popular, and his heart burst. He can always maintain a good mood, no matter
how urgent or dangerous the situation is, like now, he does not seem to be in a hurry.

"Have some food first." He grabbed Tangcuo and turned into the ramen restaurant by
the road.

The izakaya noodles were not eaten. He wanted to make Tangcuo here. The beef
ramen was added with a soft-boiled egg, which was not bad.

There are no other players in the noodle shop. The boss is probably stimulated by the
content of the law. The noodles are done in an absent-minded manner, and Tang Cuo
and Jin Cheng are not recognized at all.

Tang Cuo did not come yet, and made a supplementary explanation about the entry of
the copy: "We still have shortcomings."

Jin Cheng: "Huh?"

Tangcuo: "Lightning protection."

"Yueyin's Kingdom" is a role-playing copy, ooc will be struck by lightning, ranging from
injuries to death. And their behavior of looking for black hats will directly violate the main
line of the copy, and may even lead to failure of customs clearance. Thunder will be a
trivial matter.

"Boyfriend." Jin Cheng was very pleased. "It seems that you can already go to school."

Tang Cuo opened the disposable chopsticks with a "click" and declined to comment.

Having said that, the prop master 10086 is not online, and their existing equipment is
not enough, they can only look for it from major shops. Whether it is opened by the
player or the official of Yongye City, anyone who feels that it can be used is bought.

To this end, Jin Cheng also borrowed foreign debt. He borrowed a thousand points from
the players he knew, completely generous, and made the always calm Tang Cuo silent
for a long time.

In less than an hour, the saying "Jin Cheng was crazy and grabbing points around"
began to spread in the game hall in the central area. It can be seen that his "borrowing"
is very domineering.

"I'm just robbing the rich and helping the poor. They are all in Area A. Who doesn't know
who. They are useless with so many points, and they can't deposit interest on the bank.
I also gave them a loan note, etc. Xiao Ming will return it when he returns." Jin Cheng
shared his hands, very innocent.

Tang Cuo only felt distressed about Wen Xiaoming. He might have just returned from
the copy and was in a dilemma where the creditor came home to urge the debt.

But Jin Cheng was not enough, he took Tang Cuo to the fantasy infinite market,
desperately tossing things inside, and he was not afraid of the black hat knowing.

Anyway, he knew it, but it couldn't be better.

Black hat really can't do much, his attention is now focused on refining medicine. It is
not easy to successfully refine those four things. He must be careful, careful, and
careful.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng's actions made him aware of a trace of crisis, so besides being
careful, he also had to grab time. As long as he enters the copy faster than them and
wins this race about time, everything will be fine.

Both sides moved quickly.

You can change things in the fantasy unlimited market, and pay attention to luck. Jin
Cheng couldn't help but miss Chi Yan again, and inexplicably began to sigh "Children
don't stay."

Tang Cuo: "He is just a younger brother."

Don't confess your son.

Jin Cheng: "Or would you give me one?"

Tang Cuo: "."

Die.

Evil dead guy.

The black hat thought so.

He will be free again next time, and will not be too busy to pay attention to these two
**** guys. Especially Jin Cheng, can you die if you don’t complain?

Ouhuang Chiyan, who was remembered by Jin Cheng, was still trapped in a copy of
"Taoyuan Town" at this time, suspecting his life. A week has passed, and the board
game that was supposed to be going fast will become a Jedi survival.
The whole town is divided into three thousand by three thousand square
checkerboards, each square approximately 100 meters square. Such a large square is
enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

At this moment, Chi Yan, Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan are hiding in a shopping mall.
The huge shopping mall is covered with six squares, each of which occupies a different
size, the most conspicuous of which are one red and one green and two opposite
squares.

The red killing grid, the green security grid, and the intersection point are located in the
transparent sightseeing elevator of the mall. In other words, inside this small elevator is
the intersection of four grids, red on the north, green on the south, and ordinary white
grids on both sides.

The area where Chi Yan is located is green.

Green Grid only has a triangular tip inside the mall, and the larger area is outside the
mall. In this small security area, there is a beef hot pot restaurant on the right, a Sichuan
restaurant on the left, and an elevator entrance in front. Of course, the safety zone is
more than this floor, the first, second and second floors below and the top floor parking
lot are all. The third floor where food is selected is Chi Yan's last stubbornness as a new
age teenager.

Can't at least starve to death?

In addition to the food necessary for survival, if you want to walk on this big chessboard
in Taoyuan Town, you must also have a grid number. Different squares require different
number of squares. Chi Yan currently has 43 squares.

Peng Mingfan counted, and want to reach the Grand Theater in the center of the town,
the consumption of each grid and the cost of detours, the number of grids required is at
least a thousand away.

This is why they have been stuck here for a whole week.
In addition to recovering a little every hour, the number of frames can only be obtained
by doing various reward tasks and pk. Reward tasks are varied, and pk is also read as a
grab.

There is also a setting here, that is, the number of frames is linked to the health value.

In pk, b kills a60% of his health, then he can get a60% of the grid. If you can kill the
opponent, you can get all of the opponent's grid.

In the largest red square in the opposite area, such a fight is being staged. The red grid
seems to have its own buff, which can invisibly stimulate the anger in the player's heart,
and the setting of double the reward can more stimulate the player's gambler
psychology.

If a has one hundred points, and b kills a, you can get two hundred points. So players
who dare to step into this grid will almost always die.

The punishment is also extremely heavy.

Players who die in the ordinary white grid will enter the Qingye procedure, while players
who die in the red grid will have their sentence doubled. At the beginning everyone still
had some scruples, but after a week, everyone killed their red eyes, no matter how
flooded after death.

Let's kill first.

Peng Mingfan could understand this psychology. If you can't pass the customs, you will
die here. There is no guarantee for even a lifetime, who still controls death?

The scene of more **** and breaking through the lower moral limit made the entire
Taoyuan town gradually shrouded in panic. Chi Yan encountered such a hard-core copy
for the first time, with heart and liver tremors and scalp numbness, while shaking his
legs and burning the belly.

Shake your legs while ironing your tendons.

While shaking his legs, he desperately added chili noodles to the dish, shaking his
wrists into Parkinson.

A bite of spicy beef came under Chi Yan's stomach, and he wept with tears to sigh that
he was also a fierce man who could eat meat on this occasion.

Qian Wei advised him: "Brother, don't force yourself if you can't eat."

Chi Yan repeated: "You have to eat a good meal."

The young man who was tortured by Yongye City had only this obsession—they had to
eat well before death.

"Ahhhhhh!" A scream suddenly came from the opposite side, followed by the sound of a
heavy object falling to the ground. Chi Yan's hand with chopsticks shook, don't look too
far, but the picture appeared in his mind.

It's like a watermelon. It fell from the sky and crackled, rotten.

The fight between the player and the copy npc, and the fight between the players, are
always different.

That's called fratricide.

In this copy without npc, everyone is an enemy.

Chi Yan took a deep breath, depressing the tumbling in his stomach, and slammed a
large beef ball into his mouth. Peng Mingfan was watching him all the time. When he
saw him like this, he pulled out a piece of paper and wiped his glasses.

Qian Wei paused, then wept and wailed: "This is gone? Isn't it OK to fix it in this mall?
We didn't come in for an hour."

It's no wonder that Qian Wei's reaction was so great that they didn't take a good rest
this week, and finally found such an excellent place to rest in a safe area, why did they
have to go again.
Peng Mingfan Yu Guang glanced outside, his voice slightly cold: "The red grid is almost
out of control. Once the killing spreads, the white grid will also be assimilated, and the
green security grid will be few. We are hiding inside, surrounded by those lunatics.
Where should I go?"

Hearing the words, Qian Wei thought of the zombie siege in his head for the first time,
an agitator, quickly dropped his chopsticks and stopped eating. Looking back, the guy
Chi Yan didn't know where to find the packing box, and began to load things into the
box.

"Lying trough, you can do it." Qian Wei sighed heartily.

"This is a hot, freshly made hot pot. Who doesn't want to taste a hot pot before dying?
Wait till the back, maybe one bite will sell for one hundred and eighty, expensive." Chi
Yan said, took out the plastic again Put the bag on the box to prevent the fragrance from
drifting out.

Qian Wei was dumbfounded and could only praise "Ghost Talent".

In ten minutes, the trio was packed and ready to evacuate.

Of course they won't take the elevator, they are easily caught in the urn. Fortunately,
there are windows in the hot pot restaurant. They broke the window and went out. The
outside is still a safe area. The range outside is wide, they can freely choose the grid
they want to go to.

But at this moment, a panic scream suddenly came downstairs, "Let me go, let me go! I
don't want to go with you, let me go! Help!"

Chi Yan hurried back, standing on the edge of the green grid and looking down. I saw
the intersection of the red grid and the white grid on the second floor. Two men with
guns were grabbing the hair of another young man, dragging him over there. The
dividing line of the grid goes to the red grid.

It's already on the edge of the mall, and around the corner is a game hall.
When the player holds enough points, walking from one grid to another, the points are
automatically deducted, which also brings many hidden dangers. For example, now, the
young man was simply taken away by force.

"Help! Help me, I won't go-let me go!" He struggled desperately. Someone in Baigri
hesitated to stand up, and was taken aback by the two gunmen, and stepped back in
shock.

More people are slightly indifferent, or sit in the corner with a wound covering their
faces, or lower their eyes to hide their faces in the darkness. The atmosphere was once
cold and tight, like a frozen string, just a little touch Will break.

Chi Yan felt suffocated, and his hands tightened his throat tightly, causing his brain to
swell. He gripped the railing tightly and wanted to do something, but Peng Mingfan
gripped his arm firmly.

"It's too late." Peng Mingfan is always sober and rational, "too far."

It only took a second to kill a person, and Peng Mingfan saw that the open game hall
seemed to glow with a strange light. Sure enough, at the next moment, the two men
with guns dragged their prey into the game hall, slammed the door shut, and the
cheerful and lively electronic sound of the game immediately flowed out of the door.

Colorful neon lights also followed.

They triggered the game mission, and the man who was originally in the white grid was
pulled to count.

Chi Yan also understands it, but there is no essential difference between being pulled to
play games and being taken as an atm to grab the number of frames. Even if he
survives the game, he will be killed in the end.

But once the game starts, nothing will help.

Peng Mingfan is right, Hongge has long been out of control.

Chi Yan glanced deeply at the door of the game hall again, tightening the package on
his back with a dry voice, "Go."

The three again broke through the window according to the original plan. The height of
the third floor is not very high for the players. After leaving the security zone, they
connected two white squares and came to an area with fewer red squares.

It is not far from the Grand Theater in the center of Taoyuan Township, but the closer it
is to the Grand Theater, the more dangerous the road will be. At such a short distance,
they have met two waves of killers hiding in a hidden place.

Most of these people did not go forward enough when they got here, so they intercepted
halfway and waited until they had enough points to rush to the end. However, Chi Yan
had good luck, and they all encountered single killers.

Along the way, Qian Wei, the strongest looking swordsman, took the lead. Peng
Mingfan and Chi Yan followed behind from left to right. One was holding the calculator
all the way to calculate, and the other was holding the mobile phone to send messages
there, which made Qian Wei feel very lonely.

He couldn't help but glance back at Chi Yan's mobile phone, and the intriguing content
made him quickly give up his mind.

Chi Yan is speaking in the chat section of the Taoyuan Town app. At this moment, the
number of online chats has dropped from 501 to 312, which is also the current number
of remaining players.

As for the one person out of those 501, it is the group owner and the only virtual npc.
The group owner will issue red envelopes from time to time, and how much the player
can grab depends on personal luck.

Most importantly, everyone in this chat section is passive and anonymous. So Chi
Yanjian walked out of the wing, and through a week of hard-working performances, he
successfully played a frightened "Hongge killer".
[Anonymous] Mouse: Did you hear the cry in the mall?

[Anonymous] Mouse: I’m coming out of the red square.

[Anonymous] Mouse: I’m going to kill.

[Anonymous] Mouse: Which one should I choose?

[Anonymous] Mouse: [Picture] Are you?

[Anonymous] Mouse: [Picture] Is it you?

[Anonymous] Mouse: [Picture] Or is it you?

Chi Yan's pictures are all taken at the scene of the **** incident along the way. He shook
his hands with a white face and took a lot of photos, one by one to the group. At this
juncture, everyone did not know each other's information, and they lacked the time to
verify. Even if they knew that there were ghosts, they would not easily come forward.

In the past few months after entering the city of Yongye, countless copies of large and
small churches taught Chi Yan a truth-being a villain is far more convincing than being a
good person.

[Anonymous] Mouse: Huh? Why didn't you speak?

[Anonymous] Mouse: Did everyone start playing hide and seek?

[Anonymous] Otter: I beg you, don’t really kill it, I can’t stand it anymore!

[Anonymous] Mouse: Hush—

[Anonymous] Mouse: Hide and seek begins now.

[Anonymous] Mouse: Countdown to five.

【Anonymous】Mouse: Five

[Anonymous] Baihe: Fuck you mom! ! !

【Anonymous】Mouse: 4

【Anonymous】Mouse: Three

[Anonymous] Giraffe: Go to death, you all go to death, your group of dross, this group of
inhuman beasts, will one day be slashed! Chopped into rotten meat!

【Anonymous】Mouse: 2

[Anonymous] Elephant: Don’t come to the hospital! Don't come to the hospital! Don't
come to the hospital!

[Anonymous] Elephant: The door is blocked!

【Anonymous】Mouse: 1

[Anonymous] Mouse: I’m here to catch you. Be careful to hide it.

Chi Yan shook his hand and pressed the send button, turning to open the private
message window. In addition to reminding everyone that he plays a villain, there is a
more important reason-fishing.

It can also be said to be undercover.

Such a wicked person has countless murders, and the number of cells on his body must
be so large that it explodes. He will become a hunting target for many people.

Even if someone is afraid of the name of this fake identity and dare not come, Chi Yan
can also use this fake identity to fabricate a big fat sheep with a lot of numbers to attract
people to grab.

Chi Yan wanted to lead them away. A false identity means that he doesn’t have to show
up in person or take too much risk. This is the experience tempered by the career of
netizens in the past decade.

Chi Yan, a senior surfer.

At this moment, Peng Mingfan suddenly put down the calculator and raised his head
with a sullen face, "The red square began to spread. It was expanding."

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Qian Wei spent ten minutes passionately cursing Yongye City eight hundred times, and
then spent five minutes distressing himself after the curse. With Peng Mingfan's
narration, a heart is getting cooler.

Peng Mingfan said: "According to my statistics, the distribution of the squares of each
color in each area is constant. If the big chessboard in Taoyuan Town is divided into
9000 areas, there are 1000 squares in each area. It’s the green grid 150, the blue grid
100, the red grid 150, and the white grid 600. But the area we’ve just walked through,
including the mall, the number of red grids exceeds the standard."

For a whole week, Peng Mingfan used his own footsteps to measure the whole city and
meticulously recorded the square distribution of each area he walked through. Through
the information collected from other players, gradually improve their brain map.

Chi Yan felt awkward, "The red grid needs 5 grids."

This is not just a dangerous problem for Hongge. The originally large number of white
cells only needs one cell number. If you try to pick the white cell, you can go further. But
if the front road is all red grids, only 10 grids can walk two hundred meters.
End the calf.

Peng Mingfan frowned and shook his head, "Not only that, the increase in red squares
means that the space of other squares is compressed. We will find it more and more
difficult to find safe areas."

Qian Wei's heart shook with a wow.

In short, move fast.

Chi Yan immediately sent this message in the chat section, but this time he no longer
used his villain, but asked Qian Wei to remind him directly.

Peng Mingfan: "This will become a catalyst. The killing will surely escalate, we have to
put out the bait "mouse". But it also means that by doing trigger tasks and red
envelopes, as well as giving each hour, we are very It may not be possible to reach the
Grand Theatre to a certain extent. We have to rely on robbing to grab those who came
to kill the rats."

When saying this, Peng Mingfan mainly stared at Chi Yan.

Chi Yan gritted his teeth, "Dry!"

Qian Wei: "How do you do it? Just pulling them away is easy to handle, but we are three
people. If there are too many abnormalities, then we can't do it!"

It was heard that Chi Yan and Peng Mingfan turned around to look at him, and Qian Wei
was puzzled. "What, what? What am I saying wrong?"

Chi Yan & Peng Mingfan: "Set a trap."

Qian Wei: "This idea is good!"

Peng Mingfan: "The location of the trap was selected in the shopping mall just now.
Let's go back. The shopping mall is large enough to be convenient to play, with
materials and rest points, and the red grid is also very lively. The mice appear there and
are reasonable. The most important thing is, There is a green safety zone, and in the
event of a fork, we have a way out."

Chi Yan and Qian Wei nodded one after another, and Qian Wei asked again: "How
should the trap be set? Use props. The props we get along with the mission seem to be
all gadgets, there is nothing powerful."

Peng Mingfan pushed his glasses, "The props are not big enough, just use them."

When the words fell, Chi Yan looked left and right, making sure that there was no one
around, and took out a bunch of things mysteriously. In that expression, Qian Wei can
equip him with an emoticon package "Show me my big baby.jpg".

Waiting for Qian Wei to see what the pile was, he opened his mouth wide for a long time
and couldn't close it. "Have you carried us to rob?"

Chi Yan Shen Sheng: "I haven't told you one thing."

Qian Wei was immediately curious, and even Peng Mingfan couldn't help but look at the
past. I saw Chi Yan's fingers together on his forehead, bowing his head slightly, as if he
was a meditator with great wisdom. After careful deliberation, he said, "Actually, I am an
emperor."

Qian Wei & Peng Mingfan: "..."

Chi Yan: "Before I came to the copy, I went to rob the Fantasy Infinite Market."

Qian Wei & Peng Mingfan: "............"

Chi Yan: "doyougetit"

Qian Wei: "yes, bro."

Chi Yan: "uhha."

Peng Mingfan: "shutup."

At the same time, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng also left a letter to Wen Xiaoming, and all
the matters in Yongye City were pushed to this customer service who was not a
customer service.

Coincidentally, they just left their forefoot, and Wen Xiaoming came back on the hind
foot. When he got the letter, his eyes widened and a heartfelt sigh: "unbelievable!"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng couldn't hear his sigh. At this moment, they had arrived at the
eighth ring of "Yueyin's Kingdom", "Book of Spirits".

They appeared in a library. It belongs to the northern kingdom of Sicily and is also called
the "treasure house of souls"-the San Corrigini Library.

The Northern Kingdom, where theodore Edwin, the brother of Theodore, and the rebel
Aesop once studied. The style of study here is rich, although it is not as spring as the
Baihua Kingdom and not as wealthy as the small windmill harbour, but this place is
extremely developed in literature and music, especially popular opera.

And the reason why the northern kingdom is called this name, there is no more formal
name, because here there are small countries, sixteen Principalities smaller than
ordinary provinces are mutually constrained, so they are collectively called the northern
kingdom.

The San Marconi Library is located in the center of the northern kingdom, the
Principality of Elofa.

The task of this ring is simple, to find the book of gods hidden in the library. The two
checked the inside and outside of the library for the first time and found that they were
trapped in the library. Even if the library was full of guests, but they could not get out of
the carved gate.

Tang Cuo stood down the corridor on the second floor and looked down. This library is
about the size of two football fields. Magic has given it an infinite sense of space,
suspended walnut stairs and ubiquitous black hollow magic lights decorate it like
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
There are books everywhere.

Not only on the walls, all the pillars in the library actually hide the mystery. It's like a
rotating bookshelf constructed with organs and magic. Every time it rotates, it clicks,
and the books that are turned out will be replaced with a batch. Looking up, the drawing
of the ceiling is like a mysterious starry sky, and every blinking star is actually a
character.

"What book are you looking for?" The little boy in a bow tie and bow tie came over and
greeted them politely, holding the book.

He looked only seven or eight years old, and his hair was combed like a little
gentleman, but his slightly stiff limbs and undulating tone indicated that he was a magic
figure and a staff in the library.

Tang Cuo has reason to suspect that the magic technique of the rebel Aesop was
learned here. To verify this guess, Tang Cuo asked the doll boy: "Do you know Aesop?"

The boy opened the book and asked seriously: "Are you looking for "The Book of
Herodotus Aesop", or His Royal Highness the Prince of the Principality of Alofa?"

Solved the case.

Tang Cuo looked at Jin Cheng, Jin Cheng took the initiative to take over the power of
diplomacy, squatted down to stare at the boy, smiled and asked, "Can you tell us about
the Prince's Highness?"

The boy handed him the book directly, and reminded him kindly: "In the Principality of
Alofa, please don't mention his name to others casually, everyone will dislike it."

Jin Cheng shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the magic word gradually appearing on
the pages of the book, and handed it to Tang Cuo. This book is probably a search
engine in a different world, which is quite convenient.
The content of the book is very short, and there is not much useful information, but Tang
Cuo had expected it. As a rebel, Aesop, since it has become a banned word, all they
can find in the library is what is superficial.

Jin Cheng cut into the topic, "I want to find "Book of Gods," is there any here?"

The little boy shook his head. "There is no book by this name. Do you want to search for
books related to the gods?"

Jin Cheng: "Okay, please."

Little boy: "It's my pleasure to serve you."

At this time, Tang Cuo handed the book back to Polly, and Polly tore off a neat piece of
paper from the book, with the bibliography and the specific placement of the book
requested by Jin Cheng written on it.

"My name is Polly. If you have any need, please call me at any time." After finishing the
words, Polly left. Although his walking stiffness is a bit stiff, the meticulous look has a
strange and cute feeling.

After watching him leave, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng found books in the library.

The copy setting is not so simple. It is said that the book of gods is the bibliography of
gods. But knowing the legends of the gods on the Sicilian continent helps to understand
the plot, such as the goddess Cynthia, the goddess of nature that both the Hundred
Flower Kingdom and the elf clan believe.

The two acted separately.

The library is too large, and it is easy to forget the passage of time when reading a
book. Unconsciously, the guests in the library have left one after another. When Tang
Cuo raised his head from the book again, the sunset slipped over the spire of the distant
church into the lattice window, exactly at his fingertips holding the book.

The sun is going down.

Tang Cuo stared at his fingertips for a second, closed the book suddenly, strode
meteorically up the floating stairs, and went from the end of the library to the other end.

Polly was standing on the small ladder picking up the books, and when he heard the
sound, he looked back, "Mr. Knight?"

Tang Cuo: "Where is "Sicilian Fairy Tales?"

Polly blinked, "There is no book here."

Tang Cuo: "No? Why?"

Polly: "Poly doesn't know why, Polly is just Polly."

There are weird.

Such a large library, with thousands of books, how could there be no "Sicilian Fairy
Tales" distributed across the continent? Is this the book of spirits?

If so, it may explain why Yan Yun used this book to hide the dagger to assassinate God.

He frowned deeply, and unconsciously, the sunset slipped off his shoulders, slowly
submerged by the window sill, and then sank to the ground. As night fell, the magic
lights in the library automatically turned on, and the star charts on the ceiling began to
circulate, revealing a mysterious beauty.

Tang Cuo looked up and couldn't help being attracted to it.

At this moment, the sound of "click, click" suddenly entered his ears, pulling him back to
reality. He followed the sound and saw that under the bright light, Polly suddenly tilted
his neck, the sound of gears turning in his body, and the joints also clicked.

He looked at Tang Cuo without blinking, with a consistent professional smile on his face,
but his voice was infinitely elongated like a stuck tape. "Poly knew nothing, Polly was
just Polly."

As soon as Tang Cuo was in his heart, he immediately checked the main task.
【Yueyin Kingdom】

Eighth Ring: Book of Gods

Main line: survive

Another simple three words "survival", familiar routines, a familiar moment of life and
death.

Tangcuo took the opportunity to step back, took a step back, supported a neat rollover
by the railing, and instantly jumped from the second floor. The suspended staircase
happened to catch him in midair, he settled down, turned back—

Polly stood on the railing and opened the book used as a search engine. The pages are
automatically moved without wind, and a golden glow emerges from the sound of the
clatter.

Tang Cuo drew out the sword of adjudication and waited for Yan Yan, but Yu Guang
paid attention to the surroundings.

What about Jin Cheng?

Jin Cheng was gone again.

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Jin Cheng wondered when Tang Cuo would find his boyfriend was gone.

He was still wondering why it was always him who triggered the side mission every
time. The first time he was sucked into the painting, the second time he was forced to
jump off the cliff. This time, he fell into the book again.

Side mission: welcome to the puppet kingdom

"Ding!"

In the crisp bells, Jin Cheng was sucked into the book. The instant weightlessness
made him see a flower, and when he regained his sight, the wind screamed in his ears,
and the clouds passed him by.

There was a clear sky in front of him, and he was falling fast with his back to the ground.

"Hi!" A cheerful hello came from the side. Jin Cheng turned his head and saw a cloth
figure of life waiting with him descending across the clouds. He wore a black tuxedo, a
high hat and white gloves, and a centipede-like stitch pattern crossed the bridge of the
nose from the eyebrow to the back of the left ear.

The corners of his mouth widened, revealing two rows of teeth made of small white
pearls.

The system's announcement sounded at the right time: "Robbery! Robbery! Doll master
Herodotus' toy house was robbed! Herodotus was mad! No way, the angry Master
Herodotus had to pay a reward, target -The thief who grabbed the pearl teeth!"

Pearl teeth?

This is not right here.

Jin Cheng reacted very quickly, and immediately found out the prop rope, but the thief,
who was ten meters away, suddenly took off his hat and waved with him. Then the two
of them fell into a huge cloud, and their eyes were blocked.
It only takes one second to travel through the clouds.

In addition to Jin Cheng's body, there were lively cheers and the gathering of crisp bells.

"Dingling, Jingle, Jingle..."

In celebration-like cheering, Jin Cheng fell into the sea of ​bells. No, it's an ocean of
puppets. Jin Cheng smashed heavily into the pile of puppets, and countless body
puppets raised his hands to hold him up, and each of their wrists was tied with golden
bells with red ribbons.

They cheered and cheered, and the ribbons in the sky floated down like dreams.

Jin Cheng turned around to find the thief for the first time, thinking that it must be
missing, but did not expect the thief to stand in a puppet group more than ten meters
away and smile at him.

He grinned and saluted Jin Cheng. He put a high hat on his head, and the whole person
seemed to get in, and disappeared in a blink of an eye from head to toe.

Still want to run.

Jin Cheng raised his hand to support the head of a puppet, and flexed flexibly. He
jumped from this head to that shoulder, and a few ups and downs came to the thief's
side.

He shot like a power, throwing out hooks and hooking the brim, but he could look at
it—there was a thief under the hat.

The cheering continues, and the puppets all have a strange face, showing different skin
tones depending on the fabric. The color and shape of the button eyes are also
different, but almost all of them have exactly the same smile.

Looking around, the puppet kingdom finally unveiled the mysterious veil in front of Jin
Cheng.
Windmills in the style of sewing machines, chimneys in spindles, colorful coil towers,
arches in scissors legs, similar traces are everywhere in the kingdom, and velvet
ribbons are flying on flagpoles everywhere, paved on every road Red carpet.

Seeing this wonderful scene, Jin Cheng blew a whistle and put a bowler hat on his
head. He couldn't help but want to say "Thank you".

But he hadn't done anything yet, and the puppet army burst into a warmer cheer than
before. Jin Cheng looked high and saw two puppet soldiers coming out of the castle
carrying a tray with a length of ten meters. On the tray were stacked white dresses and
a pair of shiny leather boots.

This suit, in terms of size, is afraid that it can only be worn by giants.

"go ahead!"

"go ahead!"

The puppets shouted loudly, guarding the tray and swarming along the red carpet.

Jin Cheng couldn't find the thief, so he temporarily followed the team, and met the
puppet who lived in the wooden castle halfway. They carried a black umbrella made of
wood more than ten meters high, and walked on the road like an old tracker.

The two sides joined together and came to a square together. Far away, Jin Cheng saw
that there were still many puppets on the square. This time it was not made of cloth or
carved from wood, but a more humanoid porcelain puppet.

They have the most perfect posture, the closest to the face of mankind, the only
shortcoming is probably no eyes, only two black holes. At this moment, they were
struggling to pull the rope, shouting slogans, trying to erect a huge porcelain on the
square.

That is also a puppet.

Jin Cheng almost instantly understood who the puppet's clothes and puppet's black
umbrella were for, and they used to decorate this largest puppet.

"Go forward!!!" The puppets are still rushing forward.

The puppets still held up their black umbrellas.

The porcelain figurines were all in a city, and in a cheer, the huge doll was finally
erected, revealing its full picture.

The puppets all moved. He was dressed on a long ladder, and the whole square was
filled with grand joy, and even the porcelain puppets without eyeballs seemed full of
fanaticism in their empty eyes.

Jin Cheng stood on the roof on the side of the square and looked at it, inexplicably
thinking that this doll was familiar.

He hadn't put on his eyeballs yet, and his complexion was pale due to the texture of
porcelain. Several puppets climbed onto his shoulders, dragging heavy hats to wear
them.

In The Book of Herodotus Aesop, Jin Cheng looked at it and remembered the book
mentioned by Polly. If you guessed right, this Herodotus may be the puppet master
Herodotos mentioned in the side quest, but is this Aesop related to the rebel Aesop?

It's also a coincidence.

He now feels that this puppet looks like Aesop.

And when this doll with a height of more than 20 meters was dressed neatly and more
and more resembled Aesop, the little puppets underneath were commotion.

"eye!"

"No!"

"eye!"
"No!"

...

They shouted, and the scene suddenly started to get out of control.

The smile on his face was gone, and all the dolls were like headless flies, anxious and
flustered. The two porcelain puppets collided together in a panic, their bodies shattered,
and the wolla-la tiles scattered all over the place, even their heads were split, and their
insides were empty.

"Ah!" The puppets scattered around, the noise seemed to be pressed the pause button,
they formed a circle, looked down at the scattered pieces of porcelain puppets,
motionless.

The scene is a bit weird.

"Slap", God pressed the switch again at this time.

A puppet pointed to a black gem in the fragment and shouted cheerfully: "Eye! Eye!
Eye!"

The puppets found the gem and shouted. Happiness is like a viral infection, and the
entire square has restored its previous celebration in a flash.

Jin Cheng stood at a high place and saw that the black gemstone was the heart of the
porcelain doll, perhaps like a magic crystal providing energy. Such a small piece is still
too small for the giant Aesop.

So the porcelain dolls began a happy suicide.

They took a brisk pace and even danced. When the chests collided with each other, the
cracking sound of "click" and "click" rang in every corner of the square.

The other puppets set up human ladders on "Aesop", jewels passed quickly in their
hands, and threw them into the empty eyes of "Aesop".
They sang happily with no lyrics, but the melody was full of joy of labor.

"La La La,

La la la,

La la la la la,

..."

Before the song was finished, the square was filled with fragments of porcelain dolls.
Seeing that "Aesop's" eye socket was about to be filled, the nearest puppet on the eye
socket continued to reach down happily, but received nothing.

"eye!"

"Gone!"

"eye!"

"Gone!"

"..."

The puppets went crazy again, yelling like crazy on a square full of fragments of
porcelain puppets. But no matter how they found it, they couldn't find a black gem again.

Jin Cheng looked at it with complete leisure, like an unrelated visitor, and even sat down
on the glazed tile roof. But I never imagined that in a second, those puppets suddenly
looked over in unison.

Thousands of puppets, button eyes, wood eyes, no matter what kind of eyes, staring at
him without blinking. As if the pause button was pressed, all expressions were frozen
and all breathing was stagnant-

Oh, yes, the puppet didn't breathe.

"eye!"

"catch him!"

"eye!"

"catch him!"

With a click, God pressed the switch again.

The puppets swarmed and grabbed the debris under their feet and threw it at Jin
Cheng. Jin Cheng evacuated quickly, and a rain of debris began to fall behind him.
"Dang Dang Dang Dang" shattered the glazed tiles.

But the puppets didn't let him go easily. They overwhelmed them from all directions, and
they didn't even know where to move the huge slingshot. Two puppets pulled the elastic
rope, and one puppet was bounced into the sky.

He picked up the wooden sword and cut his head to Jin Cheng.

"Lao Zi hasn't done anything yet." Jin Cheng mumbled as he ran.

In this puppet kingdom, perhaps he is also accompanied by default. Those porcelain

figurines were killed in battle, so he, who looks most like porcelain figurines, would
naturally have to be dug into the eyeballs.

But he just came to catch a thief.

Jin Cheng tumbling to the ground and turned around with a sonic attack. The sound
blade is like a knife, and the joints of the puppets are unloaded.

But there are too many puppets, and the puppets took a shuttle-style boat and outwrote
it from the small river. At that speed, the word-the time is like a shuttle.

Rocket-like.

"Ahhhhhh!" A breathing kung fu, they were killed by holding the embroidery needle.
Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, turned and ran. Through an arch, the scissor-like door
frame suddenly closed and almost cut Jin Cheng in half.

He turned around, and the two puppets stood above the handle of the scissors, giggling.

Jin Cheng also laughed angrily, and threw a pop-up egg (Magic Modified Version) in his
backhand.

At the same time, Tang Cuo, who has discovered that his boyfriend is gone, is also in a
fierce battle and is overwhelmed.

Puppet Polly holds his book, the magic light flashes on the pages, and the pages
automatically show the names of several books. These books are scattered throughout
the library, and even if they are called out, their titles have the same word-wave.

The next moment, the book opened, and monstrous waves surged from the pages. A
roaring dragon rushed from all directions to try to engulf Tangcuo.

Tang Cuo called this "search keywords".

"Wow!" The Holy Light shield blocked the water dragon, but it could block one side, but
not the other. Tang Cuo Lingji moved, the wrist holding the shield flipped, the water
dragon hitting the shield was refracted to another water dragon because of the change
of angle.

The two sides collided violently, and Tangcuo used the force of the water dragon to hit
the shield, and a light backflip fell firmly on the railing on the second floor.

He gasped slightly and turned to look at Polly.

What is the key to breaking the game?

Is it just that?

Tang Cuo wondered whether it was the night's arrival that triggered Polly's runaway, or
whether he mentioned the book "Sicily's Fairy Tales".
The former may have to wait until the sun rises, and the latter needs further
investigation.

Of course, the quickest way to break the game is always-a bottom draw.

Tang Cuo pointed down and stared at Polly, so he had to try how powerful the full
version of the adjudicating sword was. Killing Polly or snatching the book in his hand,
the game is understandable.

The next second, Tang Cuo moved.

His [Sprint] skill has increased by 60%, which allows him to pull out the afterimage when
he runs with all his strength. At this time Polly summoned several books, this time the
keyword is-sword.

Twelve books appeared throughout the library, and there was even a book hanging
above Tang Cuo's head.

The golden light appeared.

The book opened and Wan Jian struck.

Tang Cuo leaped from the railing on the second floor, with magic in one hand [flame
thorns] and sword in adjudication. The moment the hands were combined to hold the
sword handle, the sword energy surged to 6.6 meters, and the sword energy was not
straight, crimson like fire, soft as a whip, but covered with spikes.

In the middle of the air, Tangcuo swept with a sword, and in the metal clash of "Dang
Dang Dang Dang Dang", a handle sword was cut off by the waist and turned into a
sword rain.

At the same time, the flame's thorns rolled more swords like a long whip. Tang Cuo
turned around and took advantage of the column of the library.

Seeing it, Polly quickly jumped off the railing to escape. But he was a personal doll, his
joints rattled when he fled, his limbs were stiff, and he was particularly funny.
Tang Cuo fell on the suspended stairs, looked up to see his back, and immediately
caught up. He ran from the end of the stairs to the higher end, and his momentum was
not reduced, as if he jumped out of the same cheetah, instantaneous skills-[Star Fall]

Jump kill skills. When jumping down from a height, it can stimulate 200% of the usual
energy to reach the maximum crit.

"Click--"

The railing in front was cut off with a sword, and the bookshelf on the wall was cracked,
and all the books fell down and tripped Polly.

Tang Cuo's attack was not over yet. He was almost forcibly carried by this overbearing
sword trick and stab Polly with a sword. Polly held up the book to resist, the lancet
pierced the cover, and finally stopped.

But the book blocked the sword, but not the sword wind. Polly's body was crushed by a
powerful shock, the skin on his cheeks was cracked, and his body was so broken that
the gears at the joints were exposed.

"Po... what?... don't know, Polly is just... Polly." He looked at Tang Cuo, still repeating
what he had just said. Then he tilted his head and his eyes fell out.

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Tang Cuo pulled out his sword, but the book was still clutched by Polly. Maybe it was
because he was too tight, or maybe his body was already badly beaten. When Tang
Cuo went to get the book, he actually pulled his arm down.

He held his arm in silence for a moment, and put him back again.

Polly was gone, just like a broken doll.

Tang Cuo opened the book, there was no text on it, and it didn't work to inject magic
power. I don't know if it was because the sword was too hard.

One thing is certain: this book is not ordinary.

This book can not only exert such magical power in Polly's hands, but also withstand
Tang Cuo's full blow. It is not a legendary level but also a rare level of equipment.

For the time being, call it "No Word Book".

Either way, the book was abandoned when it was in Tang Cuo's hands, and he was not
wrong. It was still very early at this time, he turned around in the library, and he did not
find Jin Cheng's figure.

Then he must have triggered another side mission.

There was no second person in the library, and Tang Cuo simply returned to Polly and
sat cross-legged. He intends to dismantle Polly to study it, because whether in the
stories of the East or the West, or in the real world, the masters like to leave their own
marks on their works.

Who made Polly, why he can hold such a powerful wordless book, and what caused his
violent run, perhaps he can find clues by tracing the source.

Time passed slowly, Tang Cuo was gradually immersed in the fun of dismantling the
puppets, and Jin Cheng on the other side was still fleeing.

The atmosphere in the puppet kingdom is getting weird.

The ubiquitous dolls, carrying embroidered needles and swords, and holding triangular
ruler sickles, weave a bloodless murder in the fairy tale world covered with red carpet.

The puppets will not bleed, they will only be bad.

Even if the neck was cut and only a little cloth was attached, they could still go. The
crooked face grinned at Jin Cheng, the embroidery needle pricked up, and his head was
crooked to ten thousand miles away.

Such a puppet can never be killed.

Half an hour later, Jin Cheng could not see the dawn of hope. Looking to the left is a
group of puppets, looking to the right is a group of puppets, he retreats decisively and
hides in the small workshop behind him.

Who knew the door was closed, he faced the unfinished puppets on the shelf. The
heads were neatly arranged, three full layers, and their bodies were hanging on the
beams in the house, as if they had just been brushed with tung oil for maintenance.

"Ahhhhhh!" They started shouting in unison, calling out the rhythm and rhythm, as if
they could sing in the next second.

"Fuck." Jin Cheng chose to jump the window.

After several turnovers, Jin Cheng touched the vicinity of "Aesop" before being nervous
by these dolls. The oversized puppet was left here alone, and showed no signs of
coming alive.

Jin Cheng climbed onto his shoulder, looking down at the entire puppet kingdom here,
like looking at a pile of colorful blocks. This reminds him of the home in this world, the
set of Lego that has not been finished yet.

I don’t know if his brother’s hand is broken. Still feeling the passing of the lovely younger
brother, so she put it in the cabinet.

Thoughts ran away, Jin Cheng pulled it back again.

Looking at "Aesop" up close, it's not very similar to Aesop, because he doesn't have the
iconic tassel earrings, and it looks a little worse in appearance.

"Hi!" There was a brisk voice above.

Jin Cheng raised his head and saw that the thief with pearl teeth protruded from
"Aesop's" eye socket and waved to greet him. Without saying a word, a sound blade
flew past, the other party smiled and avoided, shrugged, and turned to disappear into
the pair of black gems. But at this moment, he found that his clothes corner was
hooked.

He turned his head, Jin Cheng had been killed.

The sound blade is just a blind eye, the real attack is the hook tied to the prop rope. Jin
Cheng can let him escape once, and never can let him escape a second time.

The thief laughed again, his body suddenly shrunk, and out of the hooked clothes, a
golden cicada came out of the shell.

Jin Cheng chased him into his eyes, and the two were trapped in the ocean of black
gems. That taste was cooler than thumping in the children's favorite marine ball park.

The shrunken thief is more flexible, although without the magic hat, it is still slippery and
difficult to catch. Just after Jin Cheng came in, he escaped from the other eye, and
finally turned back and waved at Jin Cheng, full of ridicule.

"Interesting." Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, but did not rush to chase. He yanked the
black gem out of the edge of his eye socket and raised his hand to beat Aesop's face.

The dust rose and fell gently, and outlined pale blue fluorescent footprints on Aesop.

Witch's ashes. The props that Jin Cheng once used in the copy of "The Return of the
Snowy Night" are excellent equipment for tracking.

He followed the footprints, but did not chase too tightly. He wanted to know what the
thief wanted to do than grab the thief immediately.
But ten minutes later, when he broke into a candy house, he only saw a pair of shoes
outside the huge sugar bowl. The sugar bowl also painted a self-portrait of a thief with
white powdered sugar.

A neat row of pearl teeth, like pomegranate seeds.

Jin Cheng was not angry even after the chase. He picked up the shoes and looked at
them, thinking: the first time was a hat, the second time was a dress, and the third time
was a shoe.

Next time, what else can the thief throw?

He had a hunch that the purpose of the thief must be related to "Aesop". So Jin Cheng
once again returned to the square where the giant puppet was located, hiding under the
brim, intending to stand by and wait.

Sure enough, the thief appeared again soon.

He sneaked up from the back to the shoulder of "Aesop", hiding in his collar and looking
left and right, making sure that no one around him found him, and continued to climb up
his ears. He remained small, slipped into the cochlea of ​Aesop, and drilled into the head
of Aesop from his ears.

Jin Cheng actually discovered him when he appeared nearby, but Quan Dang didn't
know that he was lying on the brim with a lollipop and watched the whole process of
climbing.

This time, Jin Cheng finally saw what the thief was doing-he was stealing gems. He took
a cloth bag and desperately put gems in the bag, and no matter how much he stuffed,
there was no sign of saturation in the bag.

Jin Cheng hooked the brim, and an upside down golden bell protruded from above
Aesop's eyes, waving a lollipop, and greeted him enthusiastically: "Hi."
The thief froze, and for the first time a funny expression appeared on his funny face. He
responded quickly, almost immediately grabbed a handful of gems and threw them on
Jin Cheng's face, and then ran away.

Jin Cheng jumped off and threw another hook, successfully hooked his pants.

The thief turned his head and his eyes widened.

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow: You have the ability to take it off again.

The thief really took off.

It was another golden cicada shelling. The thief had lost his hat, clothes, shoes, and
now he had no pants. Wearing a shirt and a pair of white pants, the loach slid down the
nose bridge of Aesop.

"Eh--" He thrown the whole person in a parabola, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and
then landed on the black umbrella.

Stunned.

The thief looked down at his hand: what about my bag?

He hurriedly raised his head and saw Jin Cheng protruding his head from the shoulder
of "Aesop", throwing his cloth bag in his hand, and he smiled uncomfortably and was
not punished.

"Give me back!" The thief jumped angrily, and the teeth made of pearls were shaking.

"No." Jin Cheng turned his head back and put the black gem in the cloth bag back into
his eyes. There was no idea how much he had installed, but he hadn't finished it for
three minutes.

The thief climbed up again, trying to take the bag back from him. But at this moment,
the other puppets finally found the two who were messing up, and they came in droves.
The scene, looking down from above, is like countless ants stacking up and crawling up,
the more they gather, the more they gather. In the blink of an eye, the ocean of puppets
has already crossed the knee of Aesop.

Because of the large number of puppets gathered, "Aesop" began to disturb shaking,
with a tendency to fall.

"fall down!"

"fall down!"

"fall down!"

The puppets shouted loudly, but did not stop climbing. Perhaps they wanted to kill two
abominable invaders more than protect Aesop.

It was at this time that "Aesop" really began to tilt.

The thief was about to climb up into his eyes, and at such a tilt, a stump under his foot
slipped off his cheek. Fortunately, his eyes caught his collarbone quickly, which saved
him from the catastrophe.

Jin Cheng speeded up his movements, and the black gems in his eyes became more
and more full. With a clatter, the last black gem was poured out of the cloth bag, but his
eyes were already full. The gem was ejected and fell on Jin Cheng's palm.

The screaming wind blew his ears, and "Aesop" had fallen halfway, only 45 degrees
from the ground. The puppets slid off the "Aesop" one after another, and fell like
dumplings on a square full of fragments of porcelain puppets.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"
The sharp fragments pierced the puppet's body and damaged the puppet's joints. From
a distance, it looks like a large doll throwing away the scene.

Jin Cheng also slipped from the eye socket to the bridge of his nose, but his movements
were still not in a slight panic. Even at this moment, the thief climbed up again and
grabbed his ankle.

"Give me the gem!" he shouted loudly.

Jin Cheng smiled, took the last black gem, and embedded it in the right eye with a crack
left in the last second of "Aesop" about to fall to the ground.

"Click." Perfect.

The magic light flashed over the black gemstone, and Jin Cheng jumped backwards to
avoid "the fall of the doll", when he saw "Aesop" blinked suddenly.

Those eyes are alive.

The porcelain-white cheeks were alive, and the stiff body became soft. "Aesop"
stretched out his hand when he fell to the ground, cleverly supporting the body.

But he was too big, and the strong wind blowing from the palm of his hand blew the
puppets in the square far away. The fragments of porcelain dolls jingled in the wind, and
the whole square was in disarray.

And when he came alive, Jin Cheng confirmed-he is Aesop.

They look exactly the same.

"It's you! You took my gem!" The thief charged him with Aesop's leg.

"You obviously stole it." Jin Cheng spread his hand.

"Villain!"

"Ai."
Aesop looked down, looking at the two small dots at his feet, his eyes showing a trace
of ignorance and confusion.

Jin Cheng showed a friendly smile to him, and then shot out, grabbing the thief's neck
with a thunderbolt, and knocked him to the ground.

"Thank you for your compliment." Jin Cheng said.

The thief struggled desperately but couldn't open it, kicking his legs.

Jin Cheng also wanted to ask him what he did to steal the gem, but the earth suddenly
began to shake. All the puppets still standing in the end, even Aesop could not help but
hold the black umbrella, so that he could stand.

A trace of panic appeared on the thief's face, and the embarrassment of being caught
by someone who had done something bad.

Jin Cheng took this expression into his eyes and raised his head to see the most
fantastic picture he had seen since he entered this puppet kingdom-the sky was slit in
the middle and opened.

An old face with a white beard appeared in his sight. He looked at Aesop with
satisfaction, then reached out and touched his head, and said, "Lovely boy, you are
finally done."

Oh, it’s not God, it’s the puppet master Herodotus.

Jin Cheng finally understood where the **** puppet kingdom was, and it was in
Herodot's toy house. Aesop is not a giant puppet, but Jin Cheng has shrunk and
became as big as the villain here.

Pearl Teeth is a greedy stupid thief who stole things and didn't run, and stayed at the
crime scene to be caught.

Fortunately, there was no sign of trouble at the moment. He turned around and took out
a small red velvet box. Opened, it contained a pair of tassel earrings.
He took the earrings and put them on Aesop’s ears with his own hands, and said, "Boy,
this is a new gift I gave you. Remember not to take it down anytime, take it with you,
you see, it How well it matches you."

Aesop still opened her ignorant and naive eyes and looked at Herodotus with curiosity.
Herodotus was like a kind elder, looking at his child with compassion.

"May God bless you, my child."

Aesop blinked and asked, "What is God?"

Herodotos: "God is the one who controls everything and knows everything."

Aesop tilted his head and wobbled tassel earrings, obviously not quite understanding
what he meant. Herodotus did not explain to the depths, just smiled and said to him:
"My child, if you encounter any problems in the future, please explain to God. With such
a lovely child, God will listen to you. "

Aesop seemed to understand, but nodded obediently, "Okay. What is my name?"

"Aesop." Herodotus said the name without hesitation. Obviously there was already a
plan. "Your name is Aesop."

Jin Cheng looked up and looked at everything in his eyes: it turned out to be the case.

At the same time, Tangcuo finally dismantled all the dolls Polly, and finally found the
name of the producer on a small part with a big thumb.

His name is-Herodotus.

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Tang Cuo, like Jin Cheng, when he saw the name, he immediately remembered the
book "Book of Herodotus Aesop" mentioned by Polly.

This Herodotus must have been a puppet master, but he has nothing to do with the
story of the Sicilian continent, but Tangcuo couldn't find anyone to answer him.

He can be sure that he is now in some kind of illusion, or enveloped by some kind of
enchantment, because the battle between him and Polly is so shocking that he almost
destroyed most of the library, but no one came to investigate .

Open the task panel, the main task is still fixed in those three words-survive. Tang Cuo
was not aware of other crises and could not change the status quo, so he simply got up
and looked for books.

He will find the "Book of Herodotus Aesop", there may be clues on it.

Jin Cheng's situation was worse, because he suddenly heard a slightly familiar
voiceover, "Huh? Who broke into my toy box?"

This playful tone made Jin Cheng quickly find a name in his mind: Aesop. Aesop, the
real rebel who walked on the mainland of Sicily.

He only hears his voice but doesn't see anyone.

Herodotus and the puppets also showed no response.

This proves that Aesop is now outside the book, and he finds that someone has fallen
into the world of the book. He even referred to it as his toy box just now, indicating that
he has some control over it.
Jin Cheng shrugged and felt a mockery of fate. If Aesop found that it was him who fell
into the puppet kingdom, it would be fun. With his current size, Aesop probably only
needs one finger to crush him.

Or do a little better, burn the book directly.

When the crisis came, Jin Cheng had no time to think more and immediately ran to the
thief. The goal of the side mission is to catch the thief, as long as he clears the customs,
he can escape from the world in the book.

The thief is not Jin Cheng's opponent. He was caught up without running a few steps,
but Jin Cheng was still late.

Just when his hand was about to grab the thief's arm, the static switch was pressed
throughout the space, and the faces of the puppets were frozen in a funny expression.

The only moving Jin Cheng turned around and saw Aesop turned around too.

Four eyes are opposite.

The ignorance and curiosity in Aesop's eyes quickly faded away, replaced by a deep
smile. He survived completely, and now standing in front of Jin Cheng is the rebel
Aesop.

"It turns out to be you, Lancelot." He smiled, and the tassel earrings shone with fine
silver.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Lord Rebel." Because of the size difference, Jin
Cheng had to look up at him. Fortunately, he got used to it calmly, so that the scene
didn't seem too funny.

"I thought you would be trapped by Polly with Theodore, who thought you were here."
Aesop looked around the puppet kingdom under his feet, and there was a trace of
nostalgia in his eyes. When he looked at Jin Cheng again, he said: "It seems that you
have discovered my secret. I looked down on you, Lancelot."
Jin Cheng was helpless. "Whether you believe it or not, this is purely an accident."

Aesop apparently did not believe, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Lancelot, who the ****
are you?"

Jin Cheng: "I? I am Lancelot, the most popular bard in the whole continent. Have you
not heard of the new song I made in the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers? It has received
many compliments, and you will also like it of."

In fact, Jin Cheng also wanted to ask-who is Lancelot in the end.

Judging from his inexplicable involvement in the series of events of the Rose Sect, from
the last time he heard Augustine's melody in Dragon's Cliff, he was born in the country
of Yueyin, and finally he Lancelot, where Otto died together, is more than just a bard.

And Aesop's words pushed his guess a step further. If even Aesop doubted Lancelot,
his identity was even more doubtful.

Aesop: "I surveyed you. You told everyone that the country of Yueyin is your hometown.
You did grow up there, but who are your parents? For the country of Yueyin, you are
more like One got out of the sea of ​sand out of thin air."

Jin Cheng smiled, "Since the rebel lord also said that I grew up there, the country of
Yueyin is of course my hometown. As for who my parents are, where did I come from,
when I was still young, what about a child Will you remember?"

Don't ask, I still expect you to tell me who I am.

But in Aesop's eyes, Jin Cheng was sloppy with him. So he smiled slightly and snapped
his fingers, and the puppets came to life again, and flooded to Jin Cheng like a tide.

Thousands of puppets, in such a big battle, Jin Cheng can hardly escape alone, let
alone a giant Aesop beside him. He expected that Aesop would not kill him immediately,
so he simply gave up resistance.
The puppets happily labored while lifting Jin Cheng up, taking a tidy pace, and started
the big tour.

They walked through the streets, crossed the bridge, and climbed the roof. Just in the
blink of an eye, the whole puppet kingdom fell into celebration-like joy again. No matter
where the team goes, it is always in Aesop's eyes, because he is too tall to look down
on the whole country at a glance.

"Actually, I like you very much, and I'm not interested in killing you. It's more interesting
music than a boring conspiracy. But if you have peeped my secret, I can't let you go."
Aesop said. An instant killing intention flashed in his eyes. But he looked at Jin Cheng
again, thinking, rubbing the umbrella handle of his umbrella with his fingertips, and the
smile on his lips became more mysterious.

At the end, he said: "Let's make a bet, since I don't want to kill you, and I don't want to
let you go, I will give the decision to others. We will bet-Theodore."

Jin Cheng sat cross-legged on the wave of the puppets, like the cargo on the airport
transportation belt, adapting well to the current situation. He looked up at Aesop and
said, "Theodore didn't know I was here."

Aesop smiled, "That's right. If he can find here, I will let you go. If he can't, you have to
stay here forever, as a collection in my toy house."

Then you lose.

Tang Cuo couldn't find me, but he wanted to be widowed.

Jin Cheng thought so, frowning instead, and asked, "Where am I now?"

Aesop was curious, "You are all here, don't you know?"

Jin Cheng spread his hand, "I said, this is purely an accident."

Aesop: "The Book of Herodotus Aesop, I don't believe you can't guess, but it's okay to
tell you directly. If you want to stay here in the future, you will always know."
It really is this book.

Jin Cheng guessed right, and did not feel so happy. Putting all the cluttered clues in his
head, he stared at Aesop's eyes and said, "I don't know Herodotus, and I don't know
how the Lord Rebel stepped up to where I am today. But I I want to know that the Rose
Sect conspired to make trouble in Yorkshire. Why are you here alone?"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng quickly confirmed the time after entering the copy. It is now
July. In the southern part of Sicily, the area where the Baihua Kingdom belongs, there is
a harvest festival in July.

When the Rose Sect was engaged in the Yueyin Kingdom, they chose the Hanazuki
Festival specifically. With their sense of ceremony, if they want to set a date in July, it
must be the most important harvest festival in summer. It was a good day to sing and
dance, and everyone to gather together.

Counting time, there are three days left before the harvest festival.

Jin Cheng once found a map of the Sicilian mainland in the corner of the library.
Yorkshire, a small principality under the control of the Baihua Kingdom, would take
about two days if he took the fastest eagle eagle to make his way.

According to Lin Yandong's account, Aesop was present in this copy of "July Rose".

The time is obviously so tight. Why did Aesop, an important person who should have
appeared in Yorkshire, come here? Is there anything important he must come over in
person?

Aesop's smile grew deeper, "Oh, the Rose Sect is going to make trouble, I don't even
know, do you even know?"

"The mainland-famous minstrel, of course, has its own loyal audience among the Rose
Sect." Jin Cheng casually hummed, and took the opportunity to give Aesop some eye
drops. Then he turned around and said, "Your rebel is here for the book "Fairy of Sicily,
right?"
Book of Gods.

July roses.

Lin Yandong.

Aesop.

Tu Tu Squad.

If these keywords are connected in series, then Jin Cheng can get a key to the
puzzle-"Sicily Fairy Tales".

Why did Lin Yandong take out this book alone?

Why did Yan Yun use this book to approach the gods?

There is only one answer-"Sicily Fairy Tales" is the so-called book of gods.

The story is this:

This book of gods was hidden in the San Korini library from the beginning, and Aesop
found it and took it to Yorkshire. After the July Rose, the book fell to Lin Yandong and
was taken back to Yongye City by Lin Yandong.

Finally, the book was lent to Tang Cuo by Lin Yandong.

If the system does not exclude cheating, as long as Tang Cuo takes out the book
"Sicilian Fairy Tales" in the library, they can pass the customs.

No, not right.

Will there be two books of gods at the same time?

If all copies of the Sicilian continent are unique, the player will not be refreshed after
clearing the clearance. That means that the one in Tang Cuo's hand is the only one.
Jin Cheng almost haloed himself, but soon he realized a new problem. How did Yan
Yun get "Sicilian Fairy Tales"?

This book only exists in the mainland of Sicily, which means that Yan Yun has also
visited the relevant copy. He knew the peculiarity of this book, so he would regard it as a
weapon for killing gods.

However, if all the copies related to the Sicilian continent are not resettable and cannot
be refreshed, then the books dropped after Yanyun's death should be in the system's
warehouse like the nameless blade.

Who brought it back here again?

Which player has **** luck, or-the **** himself?

Suppose that "Sicily Fairy Tales" is really a book of gods. When the **** sees someone
holding his own book to assassinate himself, and the assassin is dead, he will naturally
take his book back.

He has been here.

He has been to the mainland of Sicily.

Jin Cheng was immersed in his guess and forgot Aesop for a moment. Aesop was
surprised that Jin Cheng directly said that he had broken the name of the book of gods,
he really knew a lot.

Thinking of this, Aesop put away his surprise, and asked, "Is it strange that I came to
get my book?"

Jin Cheng was surprised this time, "Your book?"

"Yeah. Edwin gave it to me, isn't that my book? I hid it here, but now I just retrieve it."
Aesop said, raising his hand and snapping his fingers again. Then, the puppets
suddenly turned around, holding Jin Cheng back to the square.
They tied Jin Cheng, stacked the hills like a Luohan, and sent him to the tower on the
side of the square, where he hung it.

Jin Cheng tasted Aesop's words and was so stunned that there was no resistance at all.

Edwin turned out to be Edwin. Edwin and Aesop are old, as everyone knows, but the
book "The Sicilian Fairy Tales" was actually given to Aesop by him, which is too
unexpected.

"July Rose" is about Edwin's last battle, where he died. Aesop took the book he gave
him and witnessed his death with his own eyes.

Maybe he stabbed him.

Not to mention this first, how did Edwin get "The Sicilian Fairy Tales"?

Jin Cheng instantly thought of a very simple and rude but very absurd inference, but the
situation now does not allow him to think carefully, he looked up at Aesop, "What the
**** do you want to do?"

Aesop asked what was wrong, "My father told me that if he had any problems in the
future, he would confess to God, and God would listen to me. But when my father died, I
confessed to God countless times, and he didn't respond."

Father, it refers to Herodotus.

After listening to these few words, Jin Cheng understood roughly why Aesop became a
rebel. Herodotus's words built his early beliefs, but his death also made Aesop's beliefs
instantly overturned.

He is no longer a believer in God, but a traitor.

At the same time, Tangcuo is still looking for "The Book of Herodotus Aesop".

There are too many books in the library. Looking for books without clues is like finding a
needle in a haystack. He searched for an entire hour and found nothing.
Seeing the time had passed in the middle of the night, he returned to Polly, facing a set
of parts, his face pensive.

Herodotus was the creator of Polly. For Polly, it was like his "father". Where is this
special book, Polly, as the librarian here?

Tang Cuo has seen it. There are several bookshelves dedicated to books related to
dolls, but there is no such book in it.

Where will it be?

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Tang Cuo seldom faced such a situation.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and as I saw the sky getting closer and
closer, a sense of crisis strangled his mind. He frowned deeply, thinking like a clockwork
machine, thinking all the time.

His figure also walked from the end of the library to the end, and back from the end,
walked every corner, picked up every book on his side, all methods have been used,
magic, reasoning , But it doesn't work.

Since the avenue does not work, it can only open up new paths.
Tangcuo gave up decisively. Thinking a little bit, he took out an item from his equipment
bar, and the bright moonlight traced its shape-it was a small white flower resembling a
daisy.

【Nightgrass】The grass that grows near the Dragon's Lair of Time has the most plain
little white flowers on the mainland of Sicily. A piece of grass represents a dream, like a
match in the hands of a little girl. Eat it and you can dream about everything you want to
have.

This is the reward of the previous copy. This is the material for making equipment, but
since it is a new way, you have to change the usage. For example, eat it.

Tang Cuo held the parts of the puppet with Herodot's mark in one hand, and tucked the
nightmare into his mouth with one hand. The grass was really unpalatable. Tang Chuo
was cheekless and expressionless, but he had to hold back.

"Goo." He swallowed the grass hard, closed his eyes, and kept depicting the scene he
wanted to see in his heart.

The puppet part is a trigger item. With this item in place, Tangcuo feels that there is a
certain chance that the nightmare can be used to restore the pictures related to
Herodotus and Polly.

Waiting for ten seconds, Tang Cuo suddenly heard the faint voice from his ear, and
immediately opened his eyes.

A white-bearded old man suddenly appeared in his sight, and the library in front of him
also became intact, but it was slightly different from what Tang Cuo saw in the daytime.

The sunlight penetrated through the window, and Tang Cuo turned to look, but did not
feel dazzling. He seems to be wrapped in a transparent film. Time has given this film a
unique filter, which can be seen at a glance. This is what happened in the past.
Herodotus was tinkering with his puppets in the corner of the second floor of the library.
Several bookshelves were in a corner, isolating this small place to ensure that no one
could disturb him.

Look closely, the doll in his hand is Polly. Polly was still in an unfinished state, with the
lid of his chest wide open, and Herodotus kneeling on the ground with a small
screwdriver **** the parts of his heart. But after all the parts were put in place,
Herodotus looked at the left with his beard, and was still not satisfied, so he took a
chisel again and began to repair the shape of Polly's heart.

Polly's heart is also a gem, red, the same color as the human heart. Herodotus knelt
down on the ground for a long time, and he changed one by one, and looked attentively.

As soon as the picture changed, Polly stood up and was ready to blink.

Herodotus was still kneeling on the ground, polishing his ankles. It was a pair of lovely
children's feet, and each toe was rounded and lovely. If you look closely, you can still
see the pale blue blood vessels hidden under the skin.

For a long time, Herodotus stood up and let out a long breath. He raised his hand to
wipe the sweat beads on his forehead, but as soon as he lifted his hand, the whole
person shook, his face pale and almost fell to the ground.

Polly blinked and looked at him ignorantly.

Herodotus gasped for a while while holding his heart, and this stabilized slightly. Wiping
away the beads of sweat, he patted Polly's shoulders lovingly and said, "Good boy,
don't be afraid."

Polly tilted his head and said nothing. It looked like a cute child of Yuxue, but he didn't
have much intelligence after all.

A little regret appeared in Herodotus' eyes, but soon he concealed the regret, and took
Polly's hand to take him to the table and sit down.
"Poly, my child, please forgive me for not being able to give you a pair of eyes like your
brother. The dragon has disappeared from the Sicilian continent for a long time, even if I
set off to find it immediately, I don’t have enough time to find it again. A pair of eyes. But
don’t be afraid, your brother will take good care of you. His name is Aesop, he is the
prince of this country."

"Prince?" Polly puzzled.

"The child of the old king is dead, and the queen is overly worried. They need a healthy
child who will not get sick." When he said this, there was a deep sorrow in the eyes of
Herodotus. With a bitter smile, he shook his head. "I tell you what to do."

The picture changed again, and Polly failed before being sent out.

Herodotus opened his chest and knelt down on the ground wearing thick glasses for
several hours before finally finding a slight error in the magic pattern. Looking closer, his
hair is whiter than before, and his back is more rickety.

When Polly opened his eyes again and shouted his "father" in an incomprehensible
way, Herodotus rubbed his hair, fortunately in his eyes, "Fortunately, okay..."

Polly laughed, showing a professional smile that was as good as the day Tang Tangcuo
saw, "I'm fine."

Herodotus froze for a long time and sighed.

He didn’t make any more changes, just tremblingly opened the small box that he carried
with him, took out a bow tie and put it on for him, saying, "Tomorrow your brother will
come. Polly, in this world, maybe only you can understand Your brother's situation. He is
a good boy, and so are you. If your father is gone, you will always be with your brother,
don't let him be alone, you know?"

Polly nodded, and just wanted to speak, he saw a tear fall on his hand. He looked down,
his big eyes full of doubts about the transparent liquid.
He looked up, facing the eyes that Herodotus had hoped for, "Poly, you want to protect
your brother, you know?"

This time Polly did not answer immediately. He hesitated for a second before focusing
on his head. He still smiled, but there seemed to be a look in his eyes, "Poly knew that
Polly would protect his brother."

The picture gradually faded, but Tangcuo had not seen the picture he wanted to see, so
he swallowed a nightmare decisively again.

It's just that you can't take too much of this thing. When you swallowed the second
nightmare, Tangcuo's brain swelled and rubbed his temples for several minutes before
the scene before him gradually solidified.

Herodotus wanted to surprise Aesop, so he did not tell him that Polly existed. But before
the day when Aesop came, Polly was captured.

He seemed to be no different from ordinary people, and his body was not as stiff as
Tang Coo saw, but the person who captured him broke his identity and forced him to
ask about Aesop.

They asked Polly to admit that Aesop was also a puppet.

A doll is not worthy of being His Royal Highness, even if this prince is just a puppet.

Polly refused to admit that he repeated only one sentence: "Poly doesn't know anything,
Polly is just Polly."

So the angry kidnapper dismantled him, and the parts were scattered all over the
ground. Even the heart carefully carved by Herodotus was kicked into the dust in the
corner.

The precision gear clicked, stuck, and could no longer run.

Polly's torn body fell to the ground, with empty eyes, and no sound.
The kidnapper wiped his fingers with a white handkerchief, and then threw it on the
ground disgustingly, saying, "It's probably a waste product. I won't even say anything.
It's an effort."

The companions were also full of annoyance, "We knew that Herodotus had a name, so
we shouldn't put our hopes here. I think that Aesop might be the prince who has always
been raised in the manor, after all, the idols look like People can’t be so realistic. It’s
incredible to use a puppet as the crown prince."

During the chatter between the two, the screen shifted to Aesop.

Polly has been rescued, but Herodotus is also dead. He lay peacefully in the coffin,
unable to see whether it was sick or killed.

In short, it is dead.

Aesop stood beside the coffin and watched deeply. Even as a puppet, Tang Cuo still
saw a trace of haggard and anger on him.

Yes, I still don’t understand Tang Tso here-Aesop is a personal doll.

This time the picture jumped fast, Tangcuo had no time to see Aesop having more
reactions, and the picture changed again, becoming Aesop buried in front of the
workbench to repair Polly.

When Polly's parts came back one by one and opened his eyes again, Tangcuo knew
he had become different.

The slightly stiff walking posture and overly stylized smile are exactly the same as the
Polly Tang Tang saw in the daytime.

Aesop was dissatisfied and changed it over and over again, not knowing how much time
was spent. But maybe it was because he did not have the talent and experience like
Herodotus, no matter how he changed, Polly was the same.
No matter how he asked, Polly would only answer: "Poly doesn't know anything, Polly is
just Polly."

Aesop, from disappointment to despair to anger, will always face a smiling face. He
eventually walked away, and Polly was left in the library by him, instead of guarding
Herodotus, the "soul treasury" that embodies human wisdom.

Day after day, Polly ushered in here. Everyone can see that he is a puppet, and
everyone knows that he is the legacy of the puppet master Herodotus, so his life is not
bad.

But Polly always looked at the ceiling of the library in a daze, he felt like he had
forgotten something.

The picture came to an abrupt end, revealing the truth in front of Tang Cuo.

He looked up at the ceiling in the same way as Polly. The mysterious star chart was not
damaged by the battle of the library. It was still bright and full of mystery.

Suddenly, Tangcuo was gleaming, and he wanted to know where the book was hidden.

At the same time, Aesop had somehow changed into a pure gold armchair with a red
velvet cushion and sat down. He not only sat, but also drank milk tea, his legs
overlapped like a gentleman, so he looked at Jin Cheng hanging from the tower, saying,
"The specialty of the Kingdom of Flowers, you are probably in the Roger Reid with
Theodore. I have drunk at home and it tastes very good."

Jin Cheng: "The milk tea in the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers is still better made by old
William."

"I appreciate your calmness that you can still joke with when you die." Aesop smiled,
and Yu Guang glanced at the huge clock on the outer wall of the castle in the puppet
kingdom, saying: "In the past For a long time, I think Theodore won't find you anymore."

Jin Cheng: "That is not necessarily the case, we are stronger than Jin."
"Ding!"

The system that has been silent for a long time finally gave Jin Cheng an ooc warning.

Jin Cheng did not take it seriously, and he was right. Are Theodore and Lancelot harder
than Kim? Don't look down on brotherhood, it is harder than gold and harder than iron.

Aesop thought his words were weird, but he liked Lancelot's irregularities and accepted
it well.

"Maybe, maybe he will find you eventually. Even I have to say that Theodore perfectly
inherited the integrity and bravery of the White Knight family. Such a young knight will
naturally not abandon his friends. But I rushed Time, children, I have no time to
accompany you to continue playing games here." Aesop said, putting down the tea cup
and standing up.

Jin Cheng felt awkward in his heart and remained calm on his face. He dealt with him:
"Are you going to Yorkshire?"

Aesop picked up the black umbrella set aside, "Yeah."

Jin Cheng: "Will you do anything with Edwin?"

Aesop smiled, raised the tip of his umbrella and pointed at Jin Cheng. "It's useless to
delay time, the game is over--"

As soon as the voice fell, the tip of the umbrella gathered magical light.

Jin Cheng did not know well, so he was prepared. The rope behind him had been cut
with a dagger taken out from the equipment bar, and now it was purely that he was
holding the rope and hanging there, covering his eyes and ears.

On the occasion of a sudden attack, "knock, knock", the sky suddenly heard the knock
on the door.
"Huh?" Aesop could not help raising his head, the magical light of the umbrella tip
suddenly dispersed.

Jin Cheng also temporarily stopped the big preparation and looked up. I saw a figure
rising from the sky on the high blue sky. The fierce gust of wind blew up his clothes,
blowing the familiar black windbreaker like Dapeng.

It's really cool.

"I won." Jin Cheng looked at Aesop, generously changing from a tied posture to a
one-handed pull on the rope, slamming on the tower wall, and jumping down from the
wind.

Boyfriend is here, he can no longer be **** by embarrassment, which is not conducive to

image building and the long-term development of love.

"Bang, bang!"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng landed one after the other, because the impulsive force of the
fall was too strong, and the square was smashed into a big pit. In the smoke, Tang Cuo
turned to look at Jin Cheng, who was five meters away, and said, "You are here."

Jin Cheng spread his hand, "I am not here, waiting for you to rescue me."

Tang Cuo: "."

Aesop saw no one else flirting in front of him, and the umbrella tip raised again, saying,
"One game is over, it's time to start another killing game."

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow: "You didn't say that just now."

"Don't you forget my name?" Aesop raised her lips, and fringed earrings looked
particularly shiny in the sunlight. "Everyone calls me, Aesop the rebel. You believe me,
you are a complete fool." "

"Wait." Tang Cuo said suddenly.

Aesop looked away, but he didn't mind listening to what the knight could say. Anyway,
Roger Reed couldn't come back as a savior this time, he had enough time to play
games with them.

No, it's not enough. He was in a hurry, three minutes was enough.

Tang Cuo said: "You have a younger brother."

Aesop: "?"

what did you say?

Aesop seemed to hear a joke.

Tang Cuo said that Polly was his younger brother.

"Since you said Polly is my younger brother, you must have known my origin. But how
can a puppet have a younger brother, Theodore, if your brother hears this, he should
take you to heal Brain."

"But Kirodo said he was your brother."

Tang Cuo looked at Xirodo, who was still still. He kept his hand extended, as if there
was a child in front of him waiting for his relief. Although I don't know the specific
content of the world in this book, Tang Cuo can also guess a little from the difference in
body size on both sides.

Aesop heard the name of Herodotus, and his expression finally changed. "Did you see
him?"

"I saw the past." Tang Cuo immediately told Aesop the scene he saw after taking the
nightmare, and finally, said: "Poly is indeed your brother. He protected you according to
the instructions of Herodotus. ."

Otherwise, Aesop's identity as a puppet may have been exposed long ago.
Aesop's expression changed several times, clutching the umbrella handle tightly, and
after a few seconds, he turned to see Herodotus. But Herodotus in the world in the book
will not answer him, and at this time, Polly is far from the time of birth.

"Even if it is like this, it has nothing to do with you." Aesop's voice was cold and his eyes
flashed with murderous intent.

But he just wanted to get started and was interrupted by Tang Cuo, he asked: "Do you
want to see him again?"

Aesop didn't stop this time, his gloomy face gradually regained a smile, but it was a
cruel smile, "Don't try to use Polly to distract me, even if the father really created a
younger brother for me, Polly now It’s just Polly."

Just as he kept repeating the sentence, "Poly knows nothing, Polly is just Polly."

The damaged Polly is a doll that everyone can tell. He has no mind, no soul, just an
empty shell. Turning out old things again is just asking for trouble.

"But Polly once lived. Before he was taken away, even if it was only a short time, your
younger brother also existed. You can't kill him." Tang Cuo had seen Polly's gleaming
expression, such Polly Not an empty shell.

He paid his soul to protect Aesop.

Aesop didn't speak anymore. He seemed to be completely irritated by Tang Cuo. There
wasn't much angry expression on his face, but the grinning smile was more cruel.
Raising the tip of the umbrella was a torrent of magic.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo responded very quickly, and they spread to the left and right.
At the same time, the puppets also moved. They pounced on the two with their teeth,
droves in groups and everywhere.

The two were forced to the roof, tossing and going, and to cope with Aesop's attack.
Where the black umbrella is pointing, a torrent of magic rages. The fairy-tale house was
washed away, and the puppets turned around, but Aesop didn't care.

"Poof--" A broken tile ran across Tang Cuo's cheek, almost slashing a blood on his face,
and then fell into the river behind him. Tang Cuo shook his head, and the sequelae of
using two nightmares had not been eliminated. There are still some flowers in front of
him, and the magic is not very smooth.

Jin Cheng looked away from the distance, Tang Cuo shook his head, then took a deep
breath, and shouted loudly, "I have a way to get Polly back!"

Aesop: "Huh?"

The attack was a little slow, but it didn't stop.

Tang Cuo took a sigh of relief, then Jin Cheng also came in front of him and blocked the
surrounding attacks for him. He then looked up at Aesop and said, "Dragon's eyes, I
can give you dragon's eyes."

In the past pictures, Herodotos regretted that he could not find the brightest eyes in the
world for Polly, so that he could not be as human as his brother Aesop. Mentioned the
dragon again, indicating that this eye is most likely a longan. According to what he
meant, the eyes may be the key to give the doll a soul.

Tang Cuo boldly gambled.

The attack stopped and Tang Cuo won.

Aesop stared down at him sharply. "The dragons have long disappeared. All related
things have been burned by Louis XIV. How can you have dragon eyes?"

Tang Cuo: "Ivy League has a road map to the Dragon's Cliff, I have been there."

Hearing the words, Aesop's inquiring eyes swept back and forth on him and Jin Cheng,
and suddenly seemed to figure out something, revealing a sudden and playful
expression.
He closed the umbrella, the tip of the umbrella touched the ground, "condition."

Tang Cuo: "Give me ten minutes first. I will discuss with Lancelot."

Aesop raised her eyebrows, but shrugged indifferently and turned back to sit on his gold
chair. The cup of milk tea is still hot, and the lingering heat brings the rich sweetness of
the milk tea, which makes people happy.

Aesop was overcast and uncertain, and Tangcuo wasn't sure whether he would regret it
again, so he took the time to ventilate with Jin Cheng. The two didn't care whether they
were talking about being monitored by Aesop, lowered their voices, and said what they
encountered in the shortest way.

Tang Cuo quickly made a decision: "Let Aesop take us to Yorkshire."

Jin Cheng: "Do you want to use the world in the book to resist the punishment for
deviating from the plot?"

Tang Cuo nodded. If the Sicilian continent is a space, then the world in the book is a
subspace opened up on this space. The system added a door to their punishment, and I
think it will be better. More importantly, maybe Aesop could take them out of the library.

What he meant was that Jin Cheng could understand. When he saw his pale face, he
didn't speak, and Jin Cheng frowned slightly: "Did the nightmare grass bite?"

Tang Cuo: "It's too much side effects."

Jin Cheng made a decisive decision, "I will talk about it later."

Tang Cuo nodded and said nothing.

After a moment, Jin Cheng stood on a high roof, smiling at Aesop, and said loudly: "We
have negotiated, as long as your rebel can take us to Yorkshire to find Edwin, we will
take the dragon. Give it to you for free."

"Oh, unpaid?" Aesop sarcastically.

"In order to express our sincerity, we can not leave the puppet kingdom, life and death
are under your control. After Yorkshire, you release us, no one will know that our
appearance is related to you, how?" Jin Cheng skillfully transformed their intention to
hide in the book into his concession.

Aesop did not believe in their sincerity, but they could not penetrate the system. He
thought a little and said, "How do I believe you have the Dragon Eye? Even if you do,
why must I promise you?"

Jin Cheng: "Let Polly accompany Your Excellency, this is the wish of Herodotus.
Moreover, Polly started with Theodore in the library, I think it is also your command,
right? You come to fetch the book and find that we are in Here, because he didn’t want
Theodore to obstruct, he separated him. You see, even now, Polly has only one empty
shell, and he is still protecting you."

Aesop's eyes narrowed, but he didn't refute after all.

Jin Cheng made persistent efforts, "For the Rebel, whether it is the Rose Sect or the Ivy
League, is there really no difference? We are essentially humans, and you are not. You
took us over, at best you just read more There is no substantial loss to you in a human
struggle."

"I have to praise your guts, Lancelot, you really dare to say anything." Aesop clapped,
because the size was too large, the voice was like thunder, and Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo were at the ear. ring.

"Thank you." Jin Cheng kept smiling and the gentleman was decent.

Aesop then agreed to their terms. Having negotiated, he no longer wasted his time,
preparing to go to Yorkshire. Only when he left the puppet kingdom, he looked back at
Jin Cheng with great interest and asked, "Does Roger Reid know you?"

Jin Cheng waved in his heart.

He knew that Aesop’s words weren’t as simple as they meant, and he meant that Roger
Reid knew whether Lancelot’s true identity. Did Aesop see through?

Jin Cheng nodded, "Your Supervisor has his own ideas."

Aesop chuckled, "Really."

At the end of the speech, he took a deep look at Jin Cheng, then turned and left. It's just
that his consciousness left the book, but the body of "Aesop" stayed. After all, he was
part of the book.

Tang Cuo also heard the meaning of Aesop and asked Jin Cheng with his eyes.

Jin Cheng touched his nose, "I have a guess-Lancelot is the missing Augustine."

Tang Cuo: "How to say?"

Jin Cheng hummed a melody casually, "Remember this? We saw Augustine in his
childhood at Dragon's Cliff. Although he looks different from Lancelot, the melody is not
Deceptive. The melody he used to blow leaves at the time was very Lancelot's early
style."

Tang Cuo is not very prosperous, but if Jin Cheng says yes, it is.

That box, after Aesop left the book, put away the "Book of Herodotos Aesop". But he did
not leave immediately, but came to Polly's side.

According to his instructions, Polly constructed a magical enchantment to trap Theodore

and Lancelot so that Aesop could come here to fetch books. For Aesop, Polly was a
very obedient puppet. He was created by Herodotus and restored by his own hands. It
is the most betrayal-free existence. Aesop was also relieved to leave the matter to him.

Now that the enchantment was withdrawn, Aesop walked to the dismantled parts and
looked at Polly's solitary head rolling on the ground, silent.
The damage to the library was repaired due to the removal of the enchantment, but
Polly, who could be the spellcaster, had no way to restore himself. He is a puppet, no
matter how many times he is damaged, it can be repaired again.

Aesop originally thought this way, and Polly never raised any objections. But Tangcuo's
words really made waves in Aesop's heart.

His brother once existed, even for a short time.

A long time ago, Aesop sat down and put away all the parts. It was too late to fix it now,
he had to rush to Yorkshire immediately, but the question now is-where did "Sicily Fairy
Tale" go?

Originally, Aesop handed him over to Polly for hiding, and told Polly not to talk about its
existence, but this time, the book was gone.

Aesop frowned slightly, not knowing what went wrong.

At the same time, in Taoyuan Town, Chi Yan and Peng Mingfan and Qian Wei's traps
were finally completed.

The people in the mall did not pay too much attention to their return and return, which is
only three and a half, and they did not show any strong force. It is not worth mentioning.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

"Are you going to do it?"

"It's almost time."

"Hello? Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?"

"I can hear you."

"Keep in touch."

"Ok."
"Goodluck, bro."

"Stop your English lecture."

"It's true, I just took IELTS before I died."

"Brothers studying abroad?"

"No, I want to run for the chairman of the student union. Another candidate took out a
bunch of honor certificates. I am not in a hurry to go to the doctor. Anyway, IELTS is also
a result..."

"Brother, you are awesome. What high school competition is so fierce?"

"Shut up and start acting."

It was Peng Mingfan who shouted to shut up. It was Chi Yan who tried to test IELTS for
the inexplicable position of the student union chairman, and it was Qian Wei who
marveled at Sanlang.

Three people got a walkie-talkie in the security room of the shopping mall, and entered
the era of real-time communication.

Ten minutes later, the sound processed by the electronic synthesizer was heard on the
mall radio.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang!"

"Welcome everyone to listen to this broadcast!"

Everyone looked up together, stunned, dazed, and even frightened. Someone dared to
look out from the railing and inside the shops, but saw nothing unusual.

Only the sound from the radio continues.

Chi Yan cleared his throat and continued: "On this sunny and sunny day, thank you all
for coming to the annual Taoyuan Town New Year Games. I am the anchor mouse. In
the next time, I will be I bring you a fun show-"Take All You Want"."

"Because I have a very high price, I now charge admission fees for all spectators, 20
squares per person. Please note that if you can afford the ticket, please stand to the
south of the mall. If you cannot pay the ticket, please immediately Leave, if you refuse
to leave, please stand to the north of the mall. The time limit is ten minutes."

mouse!

It's the infamous mouse in that chat section!

The player group suddenly exploded.

The mall is an excellent transfer station. It is not far from the Grand Theatre, there is
also a safety zone, and there are various supplies. Even if the players in the red grid
gradually start to run away, there are still many people crowding here.

But now that the mouse is going to pay the court fees with them, how dare he?

It's no wonder that players think so, although the name of the mouse is outside, there is
only one person after all. A player will be afraid of him. Players who do not represent an
entire mall will be afraid of him.

As soon as there are more people, there is confidence. If you don't move, I won't move.

Especially for some new players in the red grid and mixed in other grids, many of them
got the news of the mouse. The purpose is to kill the mouse and grab the rich grid
number on his body. Where will he go?

But at this moment, a "hee hee" laugh came from the radio. It was like a mouse hiding
in a dark corner, and the murky eyes stared at them, with a laugh that was determined
to be won.
"The time has already started. To show my kindness, I will give you an alarm every
minute."

Almost as soon as the voice fell, a deafening explosion came from a corner of the mall.
"Bang--" Shards of glass swept out with the shock wave in the loud noise.

Everyone looked over the scalp with numbness, and saw a thick bill of smoke billowing,
and could not see clearly what was inside.

"How about this alarm clock?"

"Nine minutes left."

No one knows whether the alarm clock has killed people, but some players have sprung
up to retreat. No matter how good the shopping mall is, it has to be treated.

Chi Yan's intention to do this is also very simple, he wants to clear the scene. With such
a big trap, the pits are the poorest and fierce gangs. It's hard to control when things get
bigger, and innocent players will be involved.

Chi Yan doesn't like this.

"boom!"

"Eight minutes left."

Seeing a player finally retreating, Chi Yan was relieved. At the same time, Peng
Mingfan's voice came from the intercom, "I saw someone heading towards the
broadcasting room, you must be careful."

Chi Yan: "Received."

The show of fun has actually started.

When Chi Yan's voice is broadcast through the mall through the radio, those who want
to kill the mouse will know that the mouse is likely to be in the broadcast room.
They cleared the field while waiting for someone to access the Internet. The broadcast
room was the first trap.

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 181:

Shopping malls
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What is the truth of the world? Is an explosion.

Just blow him up, a grandson.

The door of the broadcast room was kicked open, which slammed the bomb lead. The
bombs swaying from the ceiling were shot almost straight towards the door of the
person's face. One second before the explosion, they only had time to see the
three-inch tall Iron Man puppets on the table in the broadcasting room.

Iron Man is posing in a handsome pose against the door, with blue light in his palm, and
the explosion that follows is like a big move from that palm--

Full of S2 breath.

"Boom--" A huge shock wave will throw people and door panels all over, and the floor
tiles will also be broken into pieces, turning into murderous weapons and scattered.

The broadcasting room is in the office area of ​the shopping mall and is not connected to
the outside shops. But even so, the deafening sound still made the mall scream.
"Run! Don't you run here and wait to die now!" The money hiding in the crowd shouted
greatly, like a head start, knocking the panicked players.

Many people took the opportunity to make a decisive move and picked up their
backpacks and ran outside the mall. There are also some daring people who still want
to stay in the muddy water and touch the fish, so they quietly hide in the corner, or mix
with the crowd and insert the knife in secret.

Once the damage is reached, the system will determine that pk is established, and the
value of the reduced health value will be converted into a proportion according to the
proportion, and it will be collected in your own pocket.

Qian Wei was about to leave, and when he turned his head, he saw a man with a knife.
But everyone either had to run away with their own care, or they had their own abacus,
and there was a circle of people around them, and none of them stepped forward to
stop.

"Keep off!" Qian Wei kicked in three steps and two steps, kicking on the back of his
head according to the knife.

No one stopped the man who inserted the knife, and naturally no one stopped Qian
Wei.

Qian Wei kicked himself and kicked himself heavily to the ground. He immediately hit a
carp and climbed up. He grabbed the hair of the inserter and rode on the other person.
He made a mess, "I let you insert! I let You plug in!"

Anyway, my brother has also seen the world with the big brother. Crimson things have
been inserted. Just like you, a thief, I will fight one by one.

At this moment, Qian Wei, as if Bruce Lee was possessed, stunned people before the
opponent counterattacked. But if he was allowed to kill people directly, he couldn't do it,
so he gasped and looked around. He simply dragged people and threw them directly
into the red grid.
The wicked have their own wicked grind, you call it, lord, I'm gone!

At this time, the explosion of the broadcasting room has begun to spread outwards.
Peng Mingfan hiding in the stairwell used dozens of 10086 micro-explosion eggs
provided by Chi Yan. He simply planned an escape route for the people who came to kill
the mice. .

When people are nervous, it is usually difficult to calm down and think. A corridor has
two ends. Peng Mingfan blocked one end with a popping egg, and people would
naturally go to the other end subconsciously.

After the corridor is the door to the shop. Peng Mingfan directly blew the door, smashed
the alarm, and prevented them from going to the shop with a mess, so they could only
go up the stairs.

Blow up the stairs again and force them into the underground parking lot.

Such a plan is certainly not perfect, and can only be said to be feasible.

Peng Mingfan hid behind the ruins of the bombed staircase, grabbed the intercom and
watched them downstairs, looking calm on the face, but his heart was thumping, and
even his palm was sweating. Although many copies have been made, many people
boasted that he had reason and calmness beyond his age, and he could do such a big
thing. Peng Mingfan was also the first time.

Soon, an accident appeared.

"Where is the mouse? Where is the mouse?!" A man dressed in ancient samurai armor,
wrapped himself tightly from head to toe, waving a baseball bat in his hand, looking
around for someone.

The armor on him seemed to be some kind of defensive prop, and he was not afraid of
explosions at all. The whole person rammed at the explosion site, clamoring for the
mouse to roll out louder than the explosion.
"Get out!" He hit the wall with a swipe, and the wall collapsed, hiding himself from
inside. The two had a face-to-face meeting, and the samurai suddenly laughed a few
times and lifted the baseball bat to fight.

The man was not vegetarian, opened the watch's lid, a laser shot out, and shook the
samurai's eyes.

Peng Mingfan recognized him, he was originally in the red square of the mall.

Eating black is not good anyway.

Peng Mingfan took a deep breath, intending to quietly Mimi withdraw from the fighting
range of these two lunatics, and just then, the voice of the mouse came from the mall.

The broadcasting room has been blown up, so this time Chi Yan used an invincible
small horn.

This trumpet was also produced by 10086. It was the first time Jin Cheng used it for Chi
Yan when he was fishing for Meng Yufei. Later, Jin Cheng saw that he used it quite
smoothly and kept it with him.

"Have you had fun? But you haven't found me until now, but I have too many blocks to
fit. What should I do? I'm so boring, this hide and seek game is not fun at all. ."

The lively tone and the ending of the melancholy make everyone hear a thrill in their
hearts.

"Ah, I thought, it seems that there are still a group of little mice hiding in the game hall
on the second floor, so I took them away."

"The hide and seek is over, the killing game begins now."

The second step of the plan-firepower transfer.

The group of guys who were originally in the red square of the shopping mall regarded
the game hall on the second floor as a base camp, and no one who was dragged in by
them came out alive. Chi Yan tells them that the mouse is going to go there, can put
some pressure on them, and can also lead people who want to kill the mouse.

At that time, when the two sides met, if there was any disagreement, they immediately
proceeded, and who could tell who was the mouse.

What is important in this chaotic war is to pick up leaks.

After Chi Yan's mouth guns are transferred, they are transferred immediately. The place
where the speakers are worse than the broadcast is that the source of the sound can be
easily understood. He had to keep moving so that he wouldn't be caught and seen
through.

He ran desperately, walked through the lobby on the first floor, and looked up in the
direction of the game hall on the second floor, where the fighting had already started. As
soon as his thoughts turned, he ran into a bombed shop nearby.

A large hole has been blown up on the first and second floor here, and Chi Yan climbed
up from here without attracting anyone's attention. He carried a heart and quietly
approached the game hall.

Chi Yan knew the intentions of those players hiding in the game hall. Such a great place
in the mall could not have no one come in. They can completely keep their hands on it,
just like opening a black shop, waiting for enough customers to go on the road.

As long as the people who stay here can reach an alliance, even if it is temporary, no
one will dare to provoke them. Chi Yan doesn't know how many people can be attracted
by the name "Mouse", but this is a bunch of dross.

Slowly, Chi Yan approached the area of ​the game hall, but he dared not get too close,
so he hid in a jewelry store. The window glass of the jewelry store was broken, and Chi
Yan could look out slightly to check the situation.

"Slap--" A flash of light suddenly flashed in the game hall, and the lights inside flashed,
making people unable to see what happened.
Chi Yan couldn't help but move forward a little bit more boldly, but at this time he saw a
short-haired girl sticking her head out from the obstacle about ten meters away in front.

She bent over, her posture was very cautious, and her expression was uneasy and
nervous, just like any ordinary player fleeing downstairs, but the tiny rocket launcher in
her hand revealed her intentions.

Taking a deep breath, she bit her lower lip and ran to the game hall.

Chi Yan was shocked by her, and hurried forward, hand in hand covering her mouth,
and dragging her back to the obstacle with her hand, "You don’t want to die! There are
red-eyed lunatics over there, you go to die !"

"Well!" The girl was speechless by covering her mouth, but did not struggle. Chi Yan
looked around nervously, making sure that no one noticed it from the other side of the
game hall. When he turned back, his fingers touched the warm tears.

"You, what's wrong with you?" Chi Yan looked at the girl who suddenly burst into tears,
feeling helpless.

The girl just cried, slumped on the ground, but didn't dare to make a loud voice. The
sobbing sound struck Chi Yan's heart with every blow until the girl knelt down on the
ground, "What should I do... I'm too timid, we're over and we can't get out... What to
do..."

"What's going on? Why are you going to such a dangerous place?" Chi Yan lowered her
voice and asked her patiently.

"What should I do if I don't go?" The girl suddenly raised her head and looked at him
with tears in her eyes. "I still have a younger sister. I need double the number of cells.
She is too small. We have no other way out. I can't get out of it. Killing those ordinary
players by hand, I thought that in the face of those beasts, I could paralyze myself just
like killing a pig. I don’t bet, how can there be a way out, you tell me how to live?"

Chi Yan froze.

The combination of the two girls is vulnerable no matter where they go. When everyone
is overwhelmed, it is good to not step on a foot.

"then you……"

"I--" the girl said, opening her mouth, but she was speechless, and only an endless
collapse enveloped her. She had lost the courage to rush out again, and Chi Yan's pull
shattered her only courage.

She has no courage to die now.

Seeing that her eyes were infested with gray defeat, Chi Yan anxiously said: "There is
still hope as long as you live. If you rush to die, there is no hope at all."

The girl laughed harder than crying, "Really?"

She didn't believe it.

The words of comfort are pale, like weeds growing from dry land, and they can't
convince the flying birds at all—look, this is fertile soil, stay here.

Chi Yan was surrounded by a huge sense of powerlessness, and his hands began to
tremble again, and at this moment, a familiar "ding" sound attracted him.

That's not the sound of the system announcement, but the voice of the group leader
sending red packets.

"Oh, red envelope!" Chi Yan grabbed hope and hurriedly took out his phone. In the end,
there was a reaction and I got it wrong. I was so excited that I urged the girl to take out
her mobile phone.

Girls are indifferent.

Chi Yan simply did it himself. At this time, he didn't care about what men and women
could not accept, and he found her mobile phone directly in the pocket of the girl's
clothes, and opened the chat section to see the huge red envelope pattern.
"I'm going to make you a magic." Chi Yan pressed down her beating heart, and there
was a heartless smile at the corner of her mouth, grabbing the girl's hand.

The girl finally responded, and she watched Chi Yan hold her finger and press towards
the screen. Chi Yan's palm was very warm, and her heart was slightly revived, and she
said: "Useless, with my luck..."

Even if the red envelope is grabbed, what's the use of three or four grids?

"Then I will share my luck with you, and I'll take care of it." Chi Yan closed her eyes and
thought "Amitabha" in her heart, holding her hand and pressing it quickly.

Success or failure is here.

open!

"Dingling!" came the sound of the coins in the bag.

Chi Yan opened his eyes nervously and expectantly, and suddenly saw the number of
rewards displayed on the screen-666!

The Emperor is alive!

I am a **** emperor!

I am a **** emperor!

The emperor is me!

I am the emperor!

Chi Yan almost jumped three feet high, and his excited performance also awakened the
girl in a state of sluggishness. She widened her eyes and opened her mouth,
unbelievable.

How can this person become a magic, become a magic, say 666 to grab a red
envelope, hope it is so simple to get something?
"Come on, please go find your sister, leave here, and go straight to the Grand Theater!"
Chi Yan urged her, and the eyes of those twinkling eyes were full of joy.

"You, do you give me all this?" The girl clenched her phone, her voice dry.

"Yeah, I'll give it to you, take everything you want, and I will bear the rest~" Chi Yan
started a song without a chorus, and the tune can run from Taoyuan Town to Yongye
City.

The girl laughed.

The situation was critical and the two did not speak much. Chi Yan watched the girl
leave. She turned around at the corner. He waved at her and turned and ran away.

At the same time, Qian Wei's voice came from the intercom, "Pay attention, all units pay
attention, I'm going to blow up, over."

Chi Yan: "getit."

Peng Mingfan gave up joining English class.

A minute later, a huge explosion came from the underground parking lot. Some areas
on the first floor collapsed, but fortunately, most players have already escaped, with no
casualties. Moreover, the players of Yongye City have healing potions and various
props, and it is not impossible to kill them by just exploding.

With this first explosion reminder, after more than ten seconds, the successive
explosions resembled the firecrackers of the Spring Festival, forming a string.

Peng Mingfan: "Prepare to retreat."

Qian Wei: "OK."

Chi Yan: "OK."

Peng Mingfan is on the rooftop at the moment.

He and Qian Wei were separated, and Qian Wei was responsible for detonating the
bomb hidden in the underground parking lot, and dealt with those who were led to the
parking lot by Peng Mingfan. Peng Mingfan ran up and occupied a high place and was
responsible for monitoring the situation outside the mall in order to run.

Yes, from the beginning, they did not plan to confront those lunatics. Set traps, shoot
guns, and then run away without showing your face.

Chi Yan also started to run out. Although the battle in the game hall is not over yet, after
the explosion of the underground parking lot, the mall is estimated to collapse.

Peng Mingfan kept guiding them.

"Qian Wei, go to the East Gate, do not approach KFC, there is a group of people
outside squatting."

"Chi Yan, go out from Watson's back door. After going out, turn left and jump from the
white grid to the red grid. There is no one in the red grid temporarily, it is safe."

"Move fast."

Chi Yan ran desperately, and the explosion from the underground parking lot almost
followed his feet.

Less than two seconds later, Qian Wei's breathless voice came from the intercom, "Lao
Zi grabbed the trolley! Who wants to take my car, I'm going to rush out!"

Chi Yan wanted to go back to him, but he couldn't breathe.

Peng Mingfan is the one with the calmest breath, "I'm going to jump."

After finishing his speech, he put away the intercom and mobile phone and jumped from
the edge of the roof. Halfway down, he weighed a little bit in the air, his feet seemed to
step on the ground, and then he jumped off again.

Landed smoothly.
Take out your mobile phone and glance at it. The development in the chat section is as
expected.

[Anonymous] Hai Dongqing: The lunatics have gathered near the shopping mall. While
no one is looting now, they are all rushing to the Grand Theater. Hurry up!

[Anonymous] Rhino: I saw the movement of the mall with my own eyes, it is true.

[Anonymous] Magpie: There are really half fewer people blocking the road!

[Anonymous] Magpie: Take advantage of what you can do now, wait for more and more
red squares, wait for those lunatics to come out again, and you can’t go!

[Anonymous] Otter: You can go one square at a time. There should be a lot of bonus
items in the grid near the theater that have not been triggered. You have a chance to go
now.

[Anonymous] Otter: At least one step closer to hope.

Number of survivors at this time: 199

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 182:

Preparation assessment
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On the other side, in the city of Yongye, the people were restless.
A message has been circulated among the players gradually-some people have already
seen the player in the copy, and they have also copied it.

A black hat statute eliminates the restriction of no more copies of players. They can still
choose not to copy, but undoubtedly have more autonomy.

More importantly, as the official civil servant of Yongye City, the number of props and
benefits they can get during their employment is unimaginable to ordinary players.

"That's a special trigger copy, the background is Shanghai. I boldly went to talk to him, a
player in zone B, he said he came to the copy vacation."

There was an uproar.

The copy that ordinary players can't avoid, in the eyes of the editors, turns out to be a
vacation place. But it seems not unreasonable to think about it. Since it is a special
trigger copy, it proves that the player who is currently editing has selected this copy
deliberately. He understands the situation of this copy, and if he is targeted, customs
clearance will be easier to handle.

He really went to Shanghai for a vacation, and made a copy by the way.

But even if everyone can figure it out, it is still not a taste.

Although the original players and ordinary players live together in Yongye City, they are
separated. They basically have no chance to meet, nor will they meet in the copy, even
if some ordinary players will be jealous of the leisurelyness of the player who does not
need to copy the copy, but this is only the end. Anyone can take the civil service exam,
but the question is not.

But now...

Rong Yi stood on the top of a tall building and looked at the game hall in the distance,
Shen Sheng said: "The class has been established. For a long time, the editors are
pushed to the opposite of the ordinary players, and envy breeds hatred. Pushing it
behind, the consequences are disastrous."

Leng Miao stood beside him and would not comment.

For a long time, Rong Yi turned to look at Leng Miao and sighed. He was originally
going to find Lin Yandong, but Lin Yandong was not there, and he returned without
success.

At this time, Leng Miao found him, and his plan to find Lin Yandong again could only be
put on hold.

He couldn't ignore this friend.

Leng Miao is a solo man in Yongye City, and he is the same. The friendship between
the two is not profound, but they are always friends. It is the only friend Rong Yi has
made since returning to Yongye City for so many years.

When Leng Miao approached him, he opened the door and asked, "Are you called
Rong Yi or Yan Qi?"

Rong Yi didn't expect that he would know, let alone he was so straightforward, but when
he thought about it, Leng Miao was in this style. He couldn't answer for a while, Leng
Miao snorted, but just didn't leave.

He followed Rong Yi, and Rong Yi went wherever he went. He froze the whole way and
didn't talk to you.

Leng Miao thinks that at this time, he may be a cell in the Petri dish to Dr. Leng. He put
the petri dish in the refrigerator in an attempt to freeze him.

Rong Yi: "If you have any questions, just ask."

Leng Miao finally answered: "You haven't answered my question just now."

Rong Yi: "Is a name important to you? I am Rong Yi and Yanqi. That's all me."
Leng Miao: "I don't know Yanqi."

"Then let me introduce you?" Rong Yi carefully watched Leng Miao's expression, and he
was relieved to see that he did not show rejection. But he really told the old story, but he
didn’t know where to say it. After considering it for a while, he simply said: "Yan Yun, the
captain of Tushen Squad, is my brother. Tushen failed, we were all dead, But I have a
prop that will allow me to enter the reincarnation with memories."

When Leng Miao knew the name "Yan Qi", he had already guessed the truth in his
heart, so there was no expression on his face.

Rong Yi continued: "I have lived for more than 20 years after I was reborn. Originally a
reborn person like me, even if I don't know the future direction of the world, has a lot of
advantages over others and can live well. But I always can’t let go of the Yongye City,
and I always think that some old people may still be there."

He can do it all over again, so why won't there be miracles in others

"As Rong Yi's life, I am an orphan, unconcerned, so I came back." Perhaps it was
loneliness that made Rong Yi always think of the matter of Yongye City. He knew that
the chance of meeting his old friend was slim, and he still came back. .

After returning, things are wrong.

"Do you regret it?" Leng Miao asked.

"I don't know whether I will regret it more if I don't come back in this world, or if I come
back. I got the name Rong Yi myself, and I want to make myself a little easier to live."
said, Rong Yi is rare He joked: "Who knows that when he returned to Yongye City, he
became a joke."

Rong Yi, it's really not easy to live.

Speaking of which, the atmosphere between the two was a lot easier.
Leng Miao sat down on the edge of the roof with Rong Yi, blowing the night breeze of
Yongye City, looking at the noisy Yongye City below. Rong Yi gradually recalled the time
when the Shen Tu Squad was still there, it was a very dark but very happy time.

"We have eleven people, the captain is my brother, and I am his junior. Others are
slowly joining year after year. Although not all powerful, they all have their own
specialties."

"You know that the times are different, the atmosphere is different. When we entered
Yongye City, it was many and many years before Lin Yandong. At that time, it was an
old era of feudalism. The Yongye City composed of our old people is more than now. It
is much darker. The rules of Yongye City have broken through the original class, but the
concept of class is deeply ingrained, most people will not want to pursue equality, they
will build a new class, more hierarchical and more oppressive than the original. It’s
counterattack, and you can think of it as a kind of revenge."

"At that time, there were more rules and regulations in each district than in the present.
The high-level district has absolute dominance over the low-level district. From top to
bottom, it is exploited layer by layer. The mandatory task trigger time is only three days."

"Women are supplies, men are animals, and everyone in the top ten of the Red List is
enough to pull out thousands of dollars. Here, they are the uncrowned kings, so they
don't want to reincarnate, suicide ban-they also Come out. Yongye City did not have this
ban."

Hearing this, Leng Miao finally showed a trace of surprise.

Rong Yi smiled bitterly, put his hands behind him, looked up at Gao Tian’s Lone Moon,
and said, “Actually, I sometimes think that Yongye City itself is black or white. If the
suicide ban is human’s own hand, then Others are also possible. It is like a pure white
canvas, painted much, it is either colorful or dirty."
Leng Miao did not answer. He frowned, still digesting the information here. Rong Yi was
silent after he finished speaking. It was a long time before he said again, "Good and evil
are eternal topics."

"how about you?"

"I?"

Leng Miao turned to look at him, "You originally wanted to end everything, so you
decided to kill God?"

Rong Yi: "I actually..."

After a pause, Rong Yi suddenly laughed with self-deprecation, "I'm just my brother's
little follower, not so great. They are heroes, heroes are short-lived, but I like them, I
love them, so I'm willing to stay with them They are short-lived together."

But who knows?

The most heroic person, who bears the expectations and love of everyone, not only
wants to be a hero, he also wants to be a king. He is willing to give all beings equality,
but only if he becomes the most special one.

Rong Yi sometimes recalled that he didn't know him.

Leng Miao heard the sadness and loss in Rong Yi's words, but Dr. Gu Ao Leng never
comforted him, but sat beside him with his mouth closed, like a saw-mouthed gourd.

Rong Yi smiled, and his mood was not so bad. After talking about himself, he asked:
"Where did you get this news from?"

Leng Miao froze, looking at the noisy Yongye City without answering.

Rong Yi looked at his expression, and his heart sighed. Suddenly he thought of a very
bad guess, "Your news... won't it come from Lin Yandong?"

Hearing Lin Yandong's name, Leng Miao immediately frowned.

Rong Yi knew that his guess had come true, and he stood up horribly, his face pale.
This is not very good, only k knows his true identity, and later added a warden Xiao
Tong. But Xiao Tong couldn't leave the area g, and didn't pass the news to Lin Yandong
so quickly, and then Lin Yandong passed it to Leng Miao.

The answer can only be that Lin Yandong already knew.

"Very bad?" Leng Miao looked up.

"Do you know what my brother's deepest hidden skill is? It is to win the house, so he will
have the idea of ​replacing God. Even if he can't kill him, as long as he is given a
chance, he may be defeated." Rong Yi said Then, a heart gradually sank, "Lin Yandong
could not know in advance that I was Yanqi unless K colluded with him. There is only
one explanation-my brother really came back."

When they saw Lin Yandong in the prison in Area G, I was afraid that Yan Yun was
already on him, and he still kept his own consciousness, so he would see Rong Yi's
identity.

Rong Yi thought Lin Yandong had just stolen part of Yan Yun's strength. After all, he
hadn't been sober after spending so long in Qingye procedures. It was precisely
because of this knowledge that Rong Yi used the intelligence of "taking the house" to
deal with Xiao Tong without hesitation.

It's been more than 100 years, how could he come back?

Rong Yi slowly clenched his fists, and the news of the return of his loved ones made
him unable to give birth to half joy, but only felt infinite fear. His brother is back, what
does he want to do?

If he just came back simply, why not come to him since he saw through his identity?

Leng Miao: "What's the matter with k?"

Rong Yi took a deep breath, "It's too late to say this, I must confirm the accuracy of the
matter immediately, immediately!"

After finishing the speech, Rong Yi immediately turned and ran downstairs, and Leng
Miao grabbed his arm. "You are going to confront Lin Yandong? This matter is about
me. I will go."

"No." Rong Yi was pulled by him, and he regained a little reason. "You go to Wen
Xiaoming to see if Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo come back. Take the news that you heard
from Lin Yandong, you know Tell them everything, no matter how small."

Leng Miao grabbed his hand and could not help tightening, "How about you?"

Rong Yi: "Yan Yun is my brother, this is what I have to face. You help me, Leng Miao."

This was the first time Leng Miao saw panic in Rong Yi's eyes, and also the first time he
heard such a straightforward request. Leng Miao finally nodded.

Watching Rong Yi's back disappear into the night, Leng Miao clenched his fists, his
expression terribly cold. Thinking of his deal with Lin Yandong and the subsequent
effects brought about by the No. 9 movement, Leng Miao's heart was colder than his
face.

But he didn't delay here for long, turned around and tore the space, and came to Wen
Xiaoming's office instantly.

Wen Xiaoming, following Jin Cheng's instructions, continued to stare at the situation in
Yongye City while trying to improve his intelligence network. It was only a few hours
before Tang Cuo and Jin Chengjin's copy. Wen Xiaoming sat cross-legged on the sofa
and meditated. When he looked up, he suddenly saw a big living person in the living
room and startled him.

"Oh!" Wen Xiaoming leaned back.

Leng Miao can't ignore the weak heart he was frightened, and said everything that Rong
Yi confessed to him. The whole journey took no more than three minutes and was
concise.

The voice fell, and the living room was quiet for a full minute, then Leng Miao welcomed
Wen Xiaoming's 100,000 whys.

"Why would you do a transaction with Lin Yandong?"

"Why wouldn't Yan Yun take you away early?"

"Why did Yanyun come back?"

"What is the unspeakable relationship between Lin Yandong and Yan Yun?"

"What eight o'clock do you guys play???"

Leng Miao condensed an air blade against Wen Xiaoming's neck before he stopped his
chattering mouth. But Wen Xiaoming was so angry, if you have a situation, you don’t
say early, I’m already terribly left behind!

This cold reality makes me unable to face it!

"Wait." Wen Xiaoming suddenly recalled the look he saw in front of the mission wall
when he traced Miao Qi. He stepped forward and grabbed Leng Miao's sleeve
suddenly, "It's Miao Qi! Miao Qi has replaced!"

Leng Miao sighed, "Are you sure?"

"Ning Xinxin believes whether it is unreliable or not!" Wen Xiaoming seemed to have
taken the gunpowder and spoke very quickly. "I will see that each of them is not a good
bird and will bully me for a logistic support!"

Leng Miao refused to accept his stubble, the news has been conveyed, he immediately
turned around to find Rong Yi. He was afraid that Rong Yi was in trouble.
But at this moment, the familiar singing voice was floating in the sky above Yongye City
again.

"Gods, lambs and crows,

Have fun together on the cliff.

They sing and dance,

Flowers bloomed in the stone.

..."

"Wtf?!" Wen Xiaoming covered his face, his eyes almost glared out, "How come it is so
fast, is there another movement promulgated? How is this possible!"

Leng Miao did not speak, but her eyes also froze.

"Ding!"

"In order to thank all players for their strong support for Yongye City in the past year,
and for the sustainable development of Yongye City in the future, it is now decided to
start the Yongye City preparation assessment at eight tomorrow morning."

"Please prepare all interested players to enter the mission wall on time."

"Wish everyone a happy life!"

Preparation of assessment? Isn't this the civil service exam!

Wen Xiaoming was stunned on the spot, looking puzzled at Leng Miao. Leng Miaozhuo
suddenly heard what Rong Yi told him about class confrontation-under the influence of
the No. 9 movement, the number of civil servants applying for admission tonight will
surely hit a record high.

Scrambling creates friction, which breeds hatred.

Can the players who are in and out of the copy freely enjoy the damage waiver? When
they are in Yongye City, they are not attacked by ordinary players, but what about in the
copy?

Just thinking about it, Leng Miao felt bad. Behind is like a pair of hands, pushing Yongye
City into a more chaotic abyss.

Compilable assessment is not something that players can promote. It is the business of
Yongye City. Only Mr. Crow can do this!

Leng Miao Huo Ran turned his head to look in the direction of area a. He once saw Mr.
Crow outside Lin Yandong's house. Is it revenge? Revenge for the former blasphemy,
also revenge Lin Yandong who dared to release him?

Therefore, Lin Yandong ranked first in the blacklist.

Everything was figured out, but Leng Miao's heart was still uncomfortable. He sighed
heavily and had to admit that he played the role of a **** in this matter.

Chess piece held in hand by Lin Yandong.

This is really unpleasant.

At the same time, the happy Mr. Crow was looking down on the roof of the magic train
that had been wooing in the sky. It glanced at it again, pacing with its wings, taking a
few steps, glancing at it again.

"Your clever lambs, you think Mr. Ben Crow is stupid. Huh, don't think I can't see it, I
know it." It shook his head, "I know it!"

"You stupid sheep!"

"Haha!"
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In the hours before the preparation of the assessment, the Yongye City was completely
chaotic.

Rong Yi was stopped halfway by the sound of the broadcast, and looked up into the sky,
with an unshakable worry. After a while, he re-started, the goal is still Lin Yandong.

Countless people are busy, the road ahead is unknown, only one stroke.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng are also on the way to gamble.

Aesop couldn't find "Sicily's Fairy Tales" after searching the entire library, and was
unable to repair Polly in a short time, so he had to temporarily give up taking the book
away and went to Yorkshire.

From the moment Aesop left the library, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng began to play a
system warning in their ears. At first it was not strong, it only sounded once every ten
minutes, and there was no thunderstorm in the sky.

But just as they left the city where the Cocoini library was located, dark clouds gathered
on the horizon, bursts of thunder, and a faint arc flashed.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng hid in the puppet kingdom, unable to hear the movement of
the horizon, and Aesop thought deeply. However, he didn't think of Tang Cuo and Jin
Cheng for the first time. He just thought that the Sicilian continent was about to come,
and some visions were actually normal.

But for a while, when Aesop found that Thundercloud was following him and chopped
straight down towards him, he had to think more.

The consciousness sinks into the book again. Aesop’s huge idol opens his eyes and
sweeps around, but does not see Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng.

He swept again with his consciousness, and found that the two of them lived in the
castle without any care. Jin Cheng cooks in the kitchen, and Tang Cuo draws a magic
array in the castle lobby.

The puppet kingdom is full of puppets, and there is no need to eat, so the kitchen is just
a display, and it cannot fire at all. But Jin Cheng is a small survival expert. Not only did
he get the fire, but he also cooked the rice in a decent way.

Although he just heated the food he carried with him, he gave Tang Cuo an apple by the
way. In Jin Cheng's eyes, apples can cure all diseases, although he doesn't eat them.

Tang Cuo's magic array has reached the final stage. It is a large magic array that
occupies almost half of the room. The complicated texture of the mysterious arc makes
Aesop unable to determine its specific function for a while.

His gaze moved to Tang Cuo's pen again, and that pen also seemed to have a bright
future.

[Dragon inflammation] It is said that the pen is made of keel and is indestructible. Use it
to write spells, the effect is ten times that of mantras.

The Longyan pen is a copy of the previous few ring rewards. Tang Cuo used this pen to
match the defensive circle from the Fantasy Infinite Market, in order to get the best
thunder effect.
Aesop was smirked by the unhurried posture of the two, stooped down to look at the
castle with a big slap, and looked at Jin Cheng from the castle window, saying, "That
Thunder is coming for you? This is what you want The real reason for hiding here?"

Jin Cheng raised his hand to his chest and nodded with a smile, "Your rebel, you can
think about it from another angle. Who can mobilize the power of nature in this world?
That must be the will of God. But if there are really gods on the mainland of Sicily, ,
Don’t you want to talk to him directly? Ask him why he didn’t respond to your request."

Upon hearing this, Aesop's eyes narrowed, and the enormous coercion made the entire
doll kingdom suddenly change, and the kitchen glass began to tremble. Jin Cheng
seemed to be unaware, still looking straight at his eyes.

Aesop smiled abruptly, "So, I have to thank you for giving me this opportunity?"

Jin Cheng: "If you can think of it that way, it would be better."

Jin Cheng knew clearly that it was impossible to talk to Aesop well, and to know what
was right with emotion. This person is uncertain, but if you stimulate him, it will be
effective.

"Do you think I can protect you based on your words?" Of course, it is possible to
escape.

"Your rebel, the transaction has been concluded. If you leave us at this time, it will not
be cost-effective." Jin Cheng thought back and said: "There may be more opportunities
for cooperation in the future, not for this little god. I’m afraid of it.”

Aesop raised her eyebrows.

Jin Cheng continued: "You have seen through my identity, haven't you? Since I can
stand here and talk to you calmly, can you not understand what this means? Compared
to the Rose Sect, you don't think that I am Is it more like the person who might bring you
success?"
Aesop's transition from "you" to "you" makes some sense. Although he didn't say it
clearly, Jin Cheng admitted that he was the founder of Augustine, so naturally he didn't
have to pay much respect to a rebel.

The reason why I have to stay in the book is Aesop's clamping...

Ivy League's statement to the outside world may be true. Augustine encountered a
bottleneck and sought a breakthrough. It's just that something might have gone wrong in
the middle, so that his strength was damaged, and he appeared in front of the world
with a completely new look.

Suddenly, the warning in Jin Cheng's mind came too late. The puppet kingdom really
has an isolation effect on the system's punishment, and this light warning also verifies
Jin Cheng's guess ——

Lancelot is really Augustine.

Yes, they are all four characters. He may have a soft spot for the names of the four
characters.

As for Jin Cheng and Aesop's words "Can you not understand what this means" and
"Bring you success", it is true and false, and the truth is unclear. It is implied that there is
no real content, so it is easier to bluff.

Aesop really decided that he was Augustine, and naturally he would make up a lot.

For a long time, Aesop looked at him, "I need to charge some interest."

Jin Cheng was relieved when he knew that the matter was half, "Then please ask the
rebel, please wait a moment."

After finishing the speech, Jin Chengjing went to the lobby to find Tang Cuo. Tang Cuo
still squatted on the ground, holding the last few strokes of the strokes, and looked
attentively.

Jin Cheng shook his head helplessly and said, "You don't worry about me at all?"
Tang Cuo didn't return, "Don't you handle it all?"

This straightforward attitude, full of 100,000 points of trust, made Jin Cheng angry and
reassured. He then attached a few words to Tangcuo, Tangcuo glanced at Aesop
outside and took out the [Dragon Eye].

There is a pair of this thing. To appease Aesop, you can give him one first. After that,
give another one.

Aesop got his eyes, and the consciousness finally withdrew from the puppet kingdom.
He opened his eyes again on the vulture's body, patted the eagle's neck, and let it fly
low.

The dark clouds on the horizon are getting darker and deeper, as if the sky is about to
collapse, and he will be drowned. While looking out, the sky in the distance is clear and
cloudless.

"It's really interesting." Aesop murmured softly, looking up at the sky, his eyes were
decisive and disdainful. What about God, he was not created by this creator.

Perhaps God sensed his arrogant thought, and a bucket of thunder threw him straight
down. The dim sky around it was as bright as daylight.

Despite knowing that Thunder's real target was the two of the book, Aesop felt a little
angry.

He hated this high god.

So the next second, Aesop threw the black umbrella in his hand before the arrival of
thunder and lightning. The black umbrella rose into the air, and suddenly opened, the tip
of the umbrella glowed with metallic silver, catching this menacing thunder very
accurately.
The black umbrella was quickly rotated by lightning, and the umbrella that had risen to a
height of 100 meters was pressed to less than ten meters above Aesop's head. The
eagle eagle under Aesop screamed uncomfortably, causing the flight to sway.

The pouring rain poured down.

"Wow la---" It was almost rain that fell directly from the sky, followed by thunder and
lightning, and pressed the black umbrella down seven or eight meters.

Aesop raised her hand and directly grasped the umbrella handle of the black umbrella.
The black umbrella that was held stopped turning, Aesop's eyes were cold, the tassel
earrings were thrown up with the wind, and the beads with tassels suddenly burst into
magical light.

The light peeled from the bead, quickly moved upward, guided the umbrella handle
along his hand, and then swept the umbrella surface to the umbrella tip.

"Boom!!!" Another thunder came straight down.

The magical light of the umbrella tip also gathered at this moment, reckoning against
the thunder and lightning.

The two met at a height of thousands of meters, and the thunder and lightning were
scattered by magic. The electro-optics flowing around penetrated into the sky of rain, so
that every raindrop was locked into a small arc.

It was tens of thousands of raindrops gleaming with electricity, like falling stars, shining
the entire starry sky like a galaxy.

"Slap, crack, crack!" The raindrop fell on the umbrella surface, making the sound of
pearls breaking jade, crisp and sweet.

Aesop moved the umbrella eaves, the umbrella handle leaned gently on the shoulder,
and looked up at the galaxy. He held out his hand to Xinghe. Look, how beautiful that is.
The next moment, he opened his fingers, and all the raindrops with arcs exploded in
reverse, giving the black clouds a gorgeous baptism.

The wind and rain were shaking, but Aesop was sitting under the umbrella, and there
was no rain on his body.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng in the puppet kingdom finally heard the loud noise outside,
and the hot tea on the table became faint, but the two still ate their dinner slowly and
without chaos.

This trip to Yorkshire will take two days, even if Aesop has the means to shorten the
time, Thunder Tribulation will drag the shortened time back. Aesop was able to resist at
the moment, but when he started to struggle, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng also wanted to
hide again with his stinky temper.

A moment of leisure is a moment.

With such a state of mind, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng slept for a while after dinner. Let the
system sound the warning in the brain, and stand still.

So until the next morning, a thunder struck off the corner of the castle, Jin Cheng slowly
opened the window and looked out, saying, "Come."

Tang Cuo raised his eyes, grabbed the transparent raincoat on the sofa and threw it to
Jin Cheng. "Then let's get started."

The stall where the two worked together to fight Lei, Yongye City also happened to be in
the morning, and the preparation assessment was about to begin.

Players from all districts gathered in the game lobby, crowding the entire lobby and
making it noisy like a vegetable market. Many players were even squeezed outside the
door. Fortunately, everyone had a five-minute entrance time. At that time, everyone ran
into the task wall, and the hall was naturally empty.
Wen Xiaoming did not have time to pay attention to the situation in the game hall,
because since last night, there have been many vicious murders in the Yongye City
because of the application dispute.

But this is nothing. At most, the warden is busy, and what really makes Wen Xiaoming
feel anxious is Rong Yi's disappearance.

Rong Yi went to Lin Yandong, but never returned after he went. After seeing Wen
Xiaoming, Leng Miao chased over but failed to find him. He went directly to the door to
question Lin Yandong, but Lin Yandong said—

Rong Yi never came.

"You lie." Leng Miao doesn't believe any of Lin Yandong's words now. He didn't say
anything about Lin Yandong. Lin Yandong did grow up on his anger. Secondly, Jin
Cheng and Rong Yi were not present at the moment. He killed Lin Yandong directly to
the g area to save him from regenerating things.

Although it may not be possible to kill, Leng Miu is also the fourth strength of the Red
List. Lin Yandong had the first name in the East, but he seldom played with people. Try
his depth or better.

This is a big battle that shakes a zone.

Area a is the area with the least number of players involved in the preparation and
assessment. They have already come here, and few people want to be a civil servant
again. So the players in Area A, after hearing the news, went all the way, and all stood
nearby to watch the battle.

Wen Xiaoming was among them, and he even took a telescope to see more clearly.

"You left...my horse... trouble?" Wen Xiaoming stared at Lin Yandong carefully, and read
his words from his mouth. This was not what he said to Leng Miao, it was more like
what he said to himself. It was a whisper between battles, accompanied by a hint of
nonchalant chuckle.
After all, Wen Xiaoming is not a professional lip linguist, and he does not know whether
he is reading accurately. With patience, Lin Yandong's fighting style opened his eyes.

"This is the control system?" Wen Xiaoming stunned.

If there is any player in Yongye City who is the most mysterious, there is no doubt that
Lin Yandong.

A veteran old player, the information circulated outside is even less than Tang Cuo. If it
was not Jin Cheng who had obtained some relevant information from K, Wen Xiaoming
was also blinded. This is the case, Wen Xiaoming was still surprised.

Lin Yandong's control system is different from others, and control must be through some
medium, but Lin Yandong does not need it. He can manipulate any objects around him
at will, even controlling his cold eyes.

Wen Xiaoming has seen more than once that Leng Miao's attack suddenly missed, or
suddenly froze, even for a moment, and was fatal.

From the beginning to the end, Lin Yandong did not use any weapons and showed no
abilities or magic.

"Mind control?" Wen Xiaoming felt awkward in his heart, and Leng Miao also had a bad
look.

It was at this time that Lin Yandong suddenly missed, and one didn't control, so that
Leng Miao tore the space and reached his side instantly. Wen Xiaoming's eyes shined
at once-it was an opportunity!

Air cage!

Leng Miao raised his hand to seal Lin Yandong. At first, he was worried that this was a
flaw that Lin Yandong deliberately sold. Clinker really missed it. Leng Miao couldn't care
about the joy, the open five fingers clenched tightly, the air prisoner shrank rapidly, and
vowed to kill Lin Yandong directly.
The air cage is also a control system. It belongs to the control method of the space
system. Once it is covered, it is difficult to break free. But within a second, the corner of
Lin Yandong's mouth overflowed with bloodshot eyes, and the blue muscles in his neck
burst, apparently already being pressed to the extreme.

Upon seeing this, Wen Xiaoming clenched his fists tightly and couldn't hold his breath.

The next second, Lin Yandong suddenly took out a golden rattle. Because of the
oppression of the space cage, his movements became very slow and stiff, but even so,
he took it out.

Leng Miao's expression changed slightly, changing her hands to one hand, biting the tip
of her tongue, and outputting her full strength.

But Lin Yandong just wobbled the bell lightly, "ding", it was only a very soft sound, but
everyone heard it. The voice fell in Wen Xiaoming's ears, he groaned in his heart, and
even the goal situation made him stunned.

The air cage is broken!

With just a soft click, the cage was like a bubble in the sun, and it shattered when
touched. Leng Miao was repulsed, spit out a blood violently, and his figure was repulsed
for more than ten meters.

"what is this!?"

"Lying trough!"

There were exclamations, Lin Yandong stood up holding the rattle, looked at Leng Miao
with a smile, and asked, "Do you want to fight again?"

This relaxed tone made everyone present take a breath.

Leng Miao's face was blue and she had to start all over again. Wen Xiaoming hurried
forward to stop. Although Lin Yandong might not really dare to kill Leng Miao and go to
jail with him, but the rattle is so evil, in case he has other cards?
In case Leng Miao went to jail, Lin Yandong didn't go!

In case Leng Miao went, but they started to play at eight o'clock, let Xiao Tong reconcile
with him?

Everything is in case.

Both Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo were absent, and Rong Yi was also missing. He could no
longer let Leng Miao fall in. The left-behind children are really miserable. They have to
be accompanied by a small partner.

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In the copy, it's already afternoon in the blink of an eye, about two hours away from
Yorkshire.

In the puppet kingdom, most of the castle has collapsed, with broken bricks and tiles.
The urban area where puppets and puppets lived was even ignited by thunder. If
Tangcuo used water magic and ice snakes in a timely manner to freeze all the affected
areas, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Looking at the time, Jin Cheng used the ultimate defensive prop-space lock.
This is the same as the transparent raincoats on them. They were bought from the
fantasy unlimited market. The prices are high, and they almost hollowed out Jin Cheng's
family.

Space lock, as the name suggests, is a defensive prop that can lock the space. The
specific form is a transparent semi-circular cover, which just covers the puppet kingdom.

With this cover, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng were finally able to sit down and take a breath
to take medicine. They also prepared a lot of drugs this time, in addition to the basic
therapeutic agents, as well as intellectual pills.

Human soul damage and mental energy consumption cannot be supplemented by

therapeutic medicaments, and various intellectual pills come into being. Such pills are
expensive, but for Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng at the moment, they had to treat them like
ordinary jelly beans.

The system's warnings never stopped. The sound of "Ding Ding Ding" resembled the
chanting, which rang for two and a half days in the minds of the two. I am afraid that if I
have a low soul strength and a low intelligence value, I am afraid I will be crazy.

"Are you all right?" Jin Cheng asked Tang Cuo to lean on his shoulder and gave him
saliva again.

Tang Cuo's situation is worse than that of Jin Cheng because he had taken two
nightmares before this. At this moment, Tang Cuo was not only pale, but also had no
blood on his lips.

"I can't die." Tang Cuo's answer is still the same as the violent man, but his body is very
honest, leaning his head against Jin Cheng, not moving.

Such reliance can make Tang Cuo feel at ease, and the recovery of his mental strength
will become faster.

Aesop looked at it again, and the intimate gesture of the two showed only a playful
smile, without any indication. Then he raised his hands to add a protective cover to
Herodotus, and then threatened them with a smile: "If you destroy the puppet kingdom
for me, you will be buried together."

As strong as Aesop, he also suffered a lot from his struggle with the system. But
because he is as strong as Aesop, he will not easily bow his head and throw them down
halfway.

After more than an hour, the space lock broke and the thunder came again.

After a bit of reconditioning, both of them have recovered their vitality and mental
strength. Although the continuous sound of warnings in their brains still makes them a
little boring, they can at least achieve the usual 70% level.

Tang Cuo pulled out the ruling sword and decided to let go.

Jin Cheng is also eager to try. The so-called fighting with the sky is endless. If the
system represents God, it will be more interesting.

At this time Aesop’s voice came from outside the book, “I’m going to speed up, and I
expect to arrive in Yorkshire in half an hour.”

The voice fell, and the thunderbolt also fell.

Jin Cheng plucked the string, Tang Cuo crossed the knife. Sonic first weakened the
momentum of thunder and lightning, and then Tangcuo played a shield of light, blocking
it easily. First, this thunderbolt has been weakened by Aesop, World of Books, and Jin
Cheng. Second, the Sword of Ruling is already a repaired version, and even the skill of
wearing the Holy Light Shield has been upgraded.

The original Holy Light Shield can only last fifteen seconds, and in the event of a strong
attack, it may not even have fifteen seconds. Today's Holy Light Shield not only lasts for
one minute, but also has stronger defense capabilities.

Jin Cheng suddenly thought of something, "I didn't even ask you carefully, how about
the power of the full version of the sword of ruling?"
A few words flashed in Tang Cuo's mind, all of which were too exaggerated, and finally
settled on: "very strong."

What to do, a boyfriend who seriously praises himself is really cute.

The next second, Tang Cuo withdrew the Holy Light Shield and jumped up, then took
advantage of the flagpole that was raised high and jumped to a higher sky. Then take
the [Walk in the Air] and come to a height of 100 meters in the blink of an eye, striking
the two lightnings that struck again.

The moment the electric light hit the sword, it was judged that Sheng Hui seemed to
have been provoked, suddenly soared, and turned back fiercely, holy and overbearing.

The thunderbolt was broken up, Tang Cuo fell to the ground, turned his head to look at
Jin Cheng, and explained: "It's just so strong."

Jin Cheng couldn't help raising a big smile, "Awesome."

It's awesome to be busy and talk about falling in love.

But perhaps this love talk was too flamboyant, and Aesop's sudden acceleration made
Jin Cheng almost stand still and fell into the river from the roof.

He showed helplessly to Tang Cuo, and Tang Cuo gave him a full stop.

In the last half hour, Aesop went all out. Despite the fact that Lei Jie became a film in Lei
Yun, he rarely took care of it. As long as he is fast enough, Lei Yun will not be able to
keep up with him, but the more he gathers, the more he gathers, and the whole sky is
darkened.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng also noticed this change, and there was less thunder, but it
was more powerful than before. With all his efforts, Tang Cuo didn't have so many
minds to stabilize the spirit sea. A groan bleeds from his ears.

"Ding!"
"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

The system may be going crazy, vowing to knock him into a concussion.

Mr. Crow, who took the time to inspect, was going crazy. He just didn’t pay attention to it
for a few days. How could it be like this? What the **** did these two lambs doing!

God!

Shock me crow!

Mr. Crow flew low under the thundercloud and saw a thick thunderbolt in a bucket
hacked away from the distance. He was so scared that he quickly hid in the trees, and
one of the hairs fell. After a while, he remembered that he couldn’t hide under the tree
when he thundered. He flew out quickly, and a flash appeared under Aesop’s eagle.

He grabbed the leather cord on the eagle's tummy to fix the seat, and turned his head
down to a fuchsia.

"Crazy crazy, crazy crazy..." He looked at the scene like the end of the world, and he
was extremely unbelievable that Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng had not been hacked to
death.

a28377 (Lin Yandong) will be shocked by this!

My dear god!

Hack them!

Mr. Raven fell into a frenzy, and he became even more angry when he figured out what
happened in this copy. He had to go to Yorkshire first. He had to see what the sheep
were doing and why both of them were so uneasy.
At this time in Yorkshire, the July Rose show has already begun.

When Black Hat arrived in Yorkshire, he took off his iconic wizard hat and put on local
clothes.

This time he came by himself. The copy task triggered by a single player is different
from the multiplayer, but the overall goal is the same-to destroy the Rose Sect’s
conspiracy and protect Yorkshire.

Today is the annual harvest festival, and the joy of harvest is overflowing throughout
Yorkshire.

The barrels of ale were moved to the Redstone Square in the center of the town. Even
though the night had not yet fallen, the street lights were on. The flowers-like girls
dressed up, holding fruit pots or bamboo baskets filled with snacks, and walked under
the light with laughter. The young guys also changed into the best. Even if they were
poor, they had to beg for the wax from the city and pick themselves up.

Tonight is a good time to express love, as long as you are full of sincerity, the **** of
harvest will also bless you.

The black hat mixed in the crowd, unremarkable. He knew that the boys and girls who
passed him in front of him had been chosen as sacrifices by the Rose Sect, and the
purpose of this sacrifice was only for drills and to investigate problems for future official
actions.

A large amount of well water from the well of time is about to be poured into the well on
Redstone Square. The ignorant people will use this water to clean fruits and then bless
every young man-use magic circle Turning the well water into a light rain mist, young
people dancing in the rain mist, meaning that next year there will be a sweet rain to let
the crops thrive.

The Rain and Fog Magic Array is not complicated, just find an intermediate magician in
Yorkshire to draw. But this man is a **** placed in advance by the Rose Sect, a great
magician, who hid another sacrifice circle under the rain and fog magic circle.
This sacrificial array can mobilize the magic of time in the well of time, and then sacrifice
the clean and pure souls of boys and girls for the length of their life in exchange for the
length of time, allowing time to reverse.

If Tangcuo is here, he will find that the sacrifice circle is exactly the same as the well of
time in the country of the moon and the magic circle in the tomb of Louis XIV.

Black Hat vaguely knew that they had turned back time to greet the return of a certain
king, and to reproduce what glory, but it didn't matter to him.

He just wanted to find someone and kill him again.

The last time, because the players did not make timely shots, and the protagonist of this
copy, the Duke of the White Knight Family of the Baihua Kingdom, was recovering from
illness in the outskirts of the manor, so they failed to destroy the Rose Sect’s conspiracy
before the magic circle started. .

The magic circle started, and half of Yorkshire, centered on Redstone Square, was
shrouded in magical light, just like **** on earth. His Excellency the Duke came ill and
tried his best to kill the enemy, and the players assisted him.

It was an extremely tragic battle, with countless dead and wounded. Although the Lord
Duke paid the price of his life and destroyed the magic circle at the last moment, saving
most people's lives, the magic circle was still half.

Time went back halfway before it came to an abrupt end, and the black hat was in the
abrupt halfway there, and saw the way somebody used to be.

It was an obscure Yorkshire npc, about thirty years old, so it was not chosen as a
sacrifice and did not die in the first place.

Time reversal is actually uncontrollable, and there will be many forms of expression.
The plants and trees in Yorkshire will be restored to their former appearances. Some
people will change from the old and old to the half-sized children, and some people will
accidentally reveal that they haven't entered the Qing Dynasty before the npc. .
The black hat recognized the face in the crowd, the face that he wished to **** him even
if he died.

He sought him for so many years, from alive to dead, and then into this copy.

Fifteen years.

He was already dead, and he died without paying any price. After going through the
Qingye procedure and reincarnation, he would forget everything he had done and wash
away all his sins.

No, when he was npc in the copy, he might have forgotten everything in his life. It's
ridiculous that the murderer has forgotten everything, but he never forgets.

Memories surging, black hat standing in the crowd, clenching his fists, the whole chest
is full of hate surging. Suddenly, a girl carrying a flower basket and playing with her
companion hit the shoulder of the black hat. She hurried back to apologize with the
black hat, but when she touched his cold eyes, she was startled.

The girl had a pair of clear eyes, wide open, like a frightened deer in the woods,
reminding the black hat when he first saw the lady in the izakaya for the first time.

At this time, the girl's companion also discovered the abnormal shape of the black hat,
and quickly pulled people away. The girl was dragged away, but couldn't help but look
back after a few steps.

She saw the light flashing suddenly in the gloomy eyes of the black hat, and at that
moment she was not so scared, only curious.

This is such a strange person.

The black hat looked at her back, and had not moved for a long time. He didn't take a
long sigh of relief until the sun finally set, and the night wading into the water, lighting up
all the lights in Yorkshire.

It's over.
Don't think about it, everything will end today.

Thinking of this, he was determined to move forward again.

If you want to find an ordinary npc without any plot task, it is difficult to go to the sky.
Even if the black hat still remembered his appearance, he could not find him among the
large population of Yorkshire in a short time. In order to achieve his goal, he must delay
the time and prevent anyone from disrupting the situation.

This is true of Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, as is the Lord Duke of Edwin.

Especially Edwin, I still remember that Lin Yandong and Yan Ye had very different
attitudes towards him last time, and Yan Ye nearly knelt on the ground. The black hat
once wondered what they saw from Edwin, but Lin Yandong's old fox would not know to
tell him.

The black hat could not bear any risk, so he walked around the magic circle and quietly
threw something on the ground.

[Nine Star Chain] comes from the fantasy infinite market. When the nine star stones are
all activated, the area enclosed by the stone will isolate all detection, and is also a
high-level defense prop.

Isolation can delay Edwin’s discovery of the Yorkshire anomaly.

The defensive net can obstruct Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng if they are coming.

After doing all this, he returned to Redstone Plaza, where the young men and women
had begun singing and dancing. In laughter and laughter, the elderly elder raised his
staff in his hand and was about to start the rain and fog formation.

Those who didn't dance at the end, stood crowded around Redstone Square, looking at
the staff in the elder's hands excitedly and eagerly. Fold your hands together and
meditate in your heart the prayers of the **** of harvest.

"The God of Harvest is on top, please give holy rain dew to your most loyal believers!"
The staff sticks upward like open wings, and the magic light spills from the tip of the
staff, illuminating the wheat spikes on the magic circle. No one noticed that under the
magic circle gradually lit up, there was still a glimmer of dark gold.

The two phases overlapped, and everyone only felt that the magic array in front of them
was beautiful and abnormal, and their hearts became more religious.

The thin rain and mist fell.

The black hat stood in the crowd, holding back the excited mood: it started.

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A series of nine stars, of course, cannot stop Mr. Crow who can come and go freely in
the copy. When he saw clearly what was happening on Redstone Plaza, what he said
was the same as when he saw Lei Jie.

"Crazy, crazy, crazy..."

Mr. Raven hovered agitatedly at low altitude, sometimes screaming, seeming to be

angry.

Outside the nine-star chain, there was a calm sea, and Haoyue was in the sky.
In the nine-star chain, the continuous blood has stained the lights on the street red. It
was blood red and rose red. The vines that grew out of the magical pattern were
contaminated with the magic of time. The rose that appeared was sprinkled with
starlight, which was extraordinarily charming and bright.

The vines are spreading wildly, and many people are caught in their hands and feet
before they can react. The more struggling, the tighter the vines are tied, the spikes
pierce the skin, and the rose blooms with the breath of the person, as if it were alive.

Many people want to speak for help, but the mouth just opened, and the rose bloomed
from the mouth. She was stunned with wide eyes. Although her beautiful face was full of
panic, she was especially beautiful with the delicate rose.

The first people who died were young men and women. The vines wrapped around the
body like snakes, the **** roses set off the face, the soul was gone, and the beautiful
empty shell remained.

The blood meandered, partly absorbed by the rose, partly infiltrated into the magic
circle.

The rose is still very picky, except that young men and women hardly deal with the
elderly. The members of the Rose Sect lurking around Yorkshire worked in this era, and
swords and magic appeared together.

Tonight, a generation of people gathered at Red Rock Plaza said less than 40,000 to
50,000.

Among them are ordinary residents with ordinary families, tenant farmers, and some
aristocrats who come to join in the bustling or attract people. Nobles often go out in
groups, accompanied by guards, and Yorkshire itself has guards stationed. The magic
circle caught everyone off guard, but when the Rose sect showed up, they finally
reacted.

When the two sides meet, the time magic begins to take effect.
Various visions appeared around the Redstone Plaza, resulting in the entire space
being unstable. At a glance, the cracked mirror reflects countless realities, which are
dazzling.

Black Hat has seen it once, and adapts well to it. He shuttled through the crowd quickly,
trying not to deal with people, just want to find that person quickly.

Mr. Raven was angry, but he was not angry with the Rose Sect, nor was the **** scene
uncomfortable. He is Mr. Crow of Yongye City, and he likes to watch everyone fight.

This is the same as those humans have played and those animal performances.

He was angry that the black hat was the same as the two black-hearted lambs.

If you are bold, just be brave, and pick the things. The laws issued by the black hat in
Yongye City are still very popular with Mr. Crow. But he didn't learn what was good, and
he couldn't pass the customs!

The copy mission is clearly to stop the Rose Sect, but he helps!

Players who do not pass well are not good players!

It seems that this black hat and the two black-hearted lambs are not together, obviously
not together, and they both make the crow angry, which is really abominable.

Mr. Raven's thoughts became more and more difficult, but he was curious about the
next development.

Things soon changed, and Edwin arrived with his Cavaliers. He wore a moon-white
robe and a big hood, and there was some sickness between the eyebrows, which made
him a little weak. Even if he had a sword around his waist, he was not like a powerful
knight.

But his movements were quick. Jiuxing didn't hide him, even if he hadn't seen the chaos
in Redstone Plaza, his brows frowned deeply.
"Master Duke, there is a magic barrier in front!"

"Rush over!" Edwin accelerated as he spoke. His mount is a one-horned horse.

Nine-star chains are in front of him. He holds the reins in one hand and pulls the sword
in the other. The tip of the sword is pressed down slightly, and a moon-white light
gathers on the blade.

There are also magicians in the **** team, long-range magic first hit the nine-star chain
barrier. The knight headed by Edwin charged again, like a sharp pointed cone, and
heaved hard into the barrier.

Under the continuous charge of the Grand Magician and the Advanced Knight, the
barrier broke. But this is a high-end equipment produced by the fantasy unlimited
market. The barrier here has a big hole, and the rest is intact.

Edwin and his **** drove in from the rupture chief, maintaining a pointed cone formation,
and entered the battlefield.

There were more than a hundred guards in the escort. Edwin and two big knights from
the left and the right were at the top. They stopped all the time, even if the surroundings
were full of sorrow, they did not stop.

Later, the team split from the second half.

Two teams, one left and one right, split out, and they were divided into five groups. A
magician was equipped with four knights to quickly divide the enemy.

After traveling a distance, two teams split up again. After the split and then split, the
whole process was methodical, and Edwin, who was the cusp, always maintained a
charge posture and rushed to Redstone Square.

The scattered knights shouted while killing the enemy: "The white knight of the Baihua
Kingdom is here!"

"Everyone takes up arms!"

"Please defend your land!"

"The White Knight of the Baihua Kingdom is here!"

"There is still hope!"

"Please take up arms!"

The loud cry is like a strong needle injected into the hearts of everyone in Yorkshire, the
white knight family of the Baihua Kingdom, and the famous godly knight.

That's a natural God of War!

The desperate people raised their heads and saw the moonlight shining on the silver
armor. Even if they hurried by, they couldn't help but ignite the fire of hope.

It was the Duke of the Duke who came to rescue them, it was the Duke of the Moon
who was like the moon.

Courage breeds in hope. The honest tenant farmers pick up the iron bars on the ground
and pierce the enemy's back. Warm blood splattered on his face, he shivered, and
roared with grief.

At the front, only Edwin and the twelve knights remained.

The closer it is to Redstone Plaza, the more lush the roses bloom here. The vines are
wrapped around the horseshoes of the unicorns, and they are frantically preventing
them from advancing, but the White Knight family is strong and the special iron hooves
are enchanted. Under the attack, the roots of the vines break.

The wind blew Edwin's hood, revealing long silver hair.

In a hurry tonight, Edwin came down from the bed and even had time to tie his hair. At
the moment he pursed his lips, and Ren Changfa fluttered in the wind, just to hurry and
hurry.

Only by destroying the magic circle can you have a chance to save Yorkshire.
Redstone Square was in sight, Edwin Fei dismounted, and immediately ushered in a
fierce battle.

The Rose sect did not know his arrival. Seeing that the vines couldn't stop him, all the
people near the Red Rock Square surrounded them, and all the moves were killing.

"Stop him!"

"No matter who it is, as long as you kill the descendants of the White Knight, you can go
back and become a bishop!"

"kill!"

Under the reward, the attack of the Rose Sect is even more deadly.

Edwin's sword was magnificent, and his figure was light. The slender sword was like a
mirror, as if it would be broken when it was folded, but between the turn and the raising
of the hand, the sharp sword was as sharp as iron.

It was just that Edwin was ill, and after a while, his face flushed abnormally. The two
knights quickly stood beside him, anxiously asking: "Master Duke, are you okay?"

"It's okay." He took a deep breath, drew a sword flower, closed his eyes, and his breath
settled.

The next second, he fluttered his sword lightly, and stepped out in one step. The whole
person walked like the moon, and he traveled gently and calmly through the sea of
​roses. It was like a gust of wind, and it passed the side of the Rose Sect in a very
beautiful posture.

"Wow--"

The vines were blown by the wind, and the petals fluttered down beside him, hairpins in
the silver hair. He stopped by the well, turned and opened his eyes—
A blood line appeared in the neck of all the people, and the blood ran out of it
afterwards, and then with the body, buried in the sea of ​flowers.

"Cough, cough." Edwin couldn't stop coughing while covering his heart. But he didn't
dare to relax, because there was another man in the dark, the archbishop of the white
robe.

Edwin frowned, and it seemed that the Rose Party would aspire to this action.

"It is worthy of being a descendant of the White Knight. This trick roams under the
moon, and the blue is better than the blue. I am afraid that among the successors of the
past, no one is more suitable for this trick than the Lord Duke."

"Admiral Bishop."

Edwin held the sword tightly, and the real battle began.

At the same time, Aesop finally arrived outside the nine-star chain.

What surprised Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng was that the systematic warning disappeared
without warning when they stepped into Yorkshire. Jin Cheng speculates that it may be
because of the switch of the copy. Yorkshire belongs to the copy of "July Rose".
Although the two people do not belong to this copy, it still makes the system's judgment
wrong.

Without further investigation, Jin Cheng then found clues on Jiuxing Chain, "This is a
prop of Yongye City, not a copy of it, the black hat has arrived!"

Tang Cuo frowned, then this barrier was used by black hats to stop them.

The black hat thing couldn't tell Aesop, the two only expected Aesop to move faster and
break the barrier and rush in. Aesop didn't know what they expected, but in his eyes,
something blocking the road was abhorrent enough to be annoying.

Without saying a word, he broke through.

At the moment when the barrier facing Aesop was also broken, the black hat that had
been searching hard had finally found the goal. Through the rose and the knife light, he
stared at the strange and familiar face, and was indifferent even if he was cut with a
knife in the back.

He stiffened for a moment, his feet seemed to be rusty, and no matter how his eyes
breathed fire, he couldn't move. The bitter hatred, the burning anger that has not been
extinguished for more than ten years, has burnt his body into a red iron block, which is
so welded to the ground.

He finally found him again.

This time he didn't miss it.

He gasped heavily, feeling his body burning again. The members of the Rose sect who
cut him saw that this man was astonished. He was shocked by him. After he was
stunned, he cut it again.

"Go to death!" The vicious curse rang in the ears of the black hat.

The sword was cut off, and the black hat was finally awakened by this voice, and turned
to hold the sword with his bare hands. Ren Xianxue ran down the palm of his hand, and
he severely broke the long sword. In the consternation of the other party, he thrust the
broken sword into his chest.

Solve this person, he immediately ran towards the goal.

The soldering iron soldered to the ground was broken, the rusty gear of fate restarted,
the black hat ran forward desperately, and there was only the sound of the wind in his
ears.

But the identity of the man at this moment is just ordinary npc. In the ruthless killing of
the rose sect, he will neither exert much force nor have the courage to fight hard to
resist.
He looked useless and incompetent, frightened, screamed, and collapsed. The last time
the black hat saw him, he was desperately chasing after him, but after seeing him die of
the Rose Sect's magic bomb, he had no time to do anything.

This time he even panicked, hugged his head everywhere, and went straight to the
center of the battlefield.

In the central area, the battle between Edwin and the Archbishop of White Robe has
become more intense. A knight confronts a magician. The original Duke of Edwin’s
orthodox white knight, the current duke, is definitely better than the other. Still ill, can
only barely draw a tie.

In such a high-profile battle, other people who want to intervene can hardly get in.

"boom--"

The aftermath of the two players spread out, oscillating the already unstable space into
transparent ripples. But the man had already ran to less than 100 meters from Edwin.
The black hat was in a hurry, and an arrow rushed up to throw the man down.

The defensive props opened in time saved the two, and the black hat grabbed the man
by the collar and dragged him out, but did not take a few steps, seeing his trembling
look, his anger surged in his heart, making him stop regardless of the danger. .

"Look at me, you look up at me!" The black hat shook him hard, "Are you so useless?
What do you mean by murder?!"

Clearly know that this person is a npc, it is no longer the former.

Clearly know.

But the black hat still felt angry. What a fierce and fierce person at that time, let him
track down a person who has gained nothing for fifteen years, why should it be like this
now?

What is his pain for so many years! ?

"You come back to me!"

"I want to kill you, I want to kill you by hand!"

The black hat stared at his eyes, and his face, which had not seen light all year round,
was pale and almost morbid. He squeezed a sensible reason and took out the carefully
prepared potion from the equipment bar, but his hand could not stop shaking.

For this medicine, he prepared for four years.

In these four years, he broke off with his beloved woman, with Lin Yan Dongxu and the
snake, he made all kinds of plans, treat others as chess pieces, and let himself be
others' chess pieces, and finally opened the dream unlimited market, and finally got the
required medicinal materials. Complete preparation.

Only one step away is the last step.

The black hat broke the man's mouth and poured the potion. But this is still in the center
of the battlefield, and the Archbishop Edwin and the white robe will ignore him as a
small person, and others will not think so.

The magic light flashed behind him, and the shadow of the sword was hidden in it.

On the occasion of a desperate attack, the black hat turned around and threw various
props. It was all part of his preparations, there were imprisoned, defensive, and
offensive.

Countless props are like scattered flowers, don't throw money away like money.

In the different sounds of various props, one by one fell, but for a moment, a vacuum
was cleared around the black hat. Even the battle between Edwin and Archbishop
White was affected.

Both of them were seriously injured. Under this wave, Edwin directly spit out blood with
his sword. Archbishop White was not much better than him. He dropped one hand
unnaturally and was injured in many places on his body.
Regardless of the black hat, continue to pour medicine into the man's mouth. But at this
moment, a metal arrow came out of the wind, nailed straight to his hand, almost nailed
through his palm.

But even so, the black hat still didn't stop, until the medicine was all poured into the
man's mouth, he turned his head and stared at the direction of the arrow-Jin Cheng!

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow at him.

Since the copy was changed, and this copy is not his own, the system has given up the
warning, so he naturally does not need to hide and tweak, directly on the strongest
weapon.

Filling the bowstring again, he pointed the arrow at the black hat-come to play.

On the other side, Tang Cuo held the sword of adjudication, a jump-killing skill [Starfall],
and took the archbishop's head straight. The Archbishop took a deep breath and
evaded in a hurry, but he still cut off one arm.

"Master Bishop!"

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The actions of Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng have caused the plot to deviate from the
original trend.
Mr. Crow was so angry he wanted to give them a lesson, but he couldn't think of a good
way to think about it, so he was in trouble.

Edwin and the black hat are happy and worried.

Edwin was very happy to see his younger brother. He saw that he had cut off an
archbishop's arm so bravely, and his eyes showed the comfort of "the first grown-up of
my family".

The black hat was full of condensed face, and his voice was hoarse, "Do you have to
stop me?"

Jin Cheng smiled, and the arrow pointed down to the empty glass bottle in his hand. "If I
guess right, the things inside should be grabbed by us, should we use them smoothly?"

Black hat: "What do you want?"

Jin Cheng: "Not very good, just ask you to ask for some interest."

While the two were talking, the others on Redstone Plaza were not idle. The battle
continues, and the magic circle awakens further. Edwin stood up straight again, blocking
the Rose Sect's counterattack, and immediately told Tangcuo: "Theodore, destroy the
magic circle, hurry!"

The Sword of Judgment is the most suitable weapon to destroy the formation, because
it has the Judgment Holy Faith.

Tang Cuo is also unambiguous. With his last experience in the mausoleum, he cut the
palm of his hand directly, smeared blood on the sword body, and then stabbed under
the sword of magic at his feet.

Ruling Shenghui soared into the ground in an instant. Several small cracks appeared in
the painted bricks, and the rose receded to the surroundings at a very fast speed. On
the one hand, it was decided that Sheng Hui would retreat. On the other hand, it also
meant to submit to Tangcuo.
This meaning was accurately conveyed to Tang Cuo's heart. He knew that Louis XIV's
assimilation of Theodore may be getting worse. Fortunately, there was a ruling that
Shenghui took cover, so it would not be directly exposed.

Quick battle and quick decision.

Tang Cuo made a decision, Sheng Hui skyrocketed again. The knights who followed
Edwin saw the prospect of destruction and quickly came over to cover him. However, at
this moment, the rose sect law enforcement team wearing black armor suddenly
appeared.

"clang!"

"clang!"

Black armor to silver armor, Edwin brought to Redstone Square with limited manpower,
was caught off guard by surprise. Five other black armour knights attacked Tang Cuo.

Tangcuo made a decisive decision and a card [Rainwater] was thrown. Within five
meters, the enemy's defense was halved. This is also the last time this card is used.

But halving the defense is not halving the attack power. Tang Cuo had to draw a sword
against the enemy, with one enemy and five, and still did not fall.

The full version of the ruling sword, plus the magic taught by Roger Reed, is really
strong.

That box Jin Cheng also handed over with the black hat.

The black hat has been filled with medicine, but it will take some time for the medicine
to work. He had to protect the npc in case he was hijacked by Jin Cheng, but how can
Jin Cheng be so guarded?

In such a fast-paced, dangerous battlefield everywhere, Jin Cheng is also an archer

capable of both close combat and long-range attacks. The black hat gritted his teeth
and took out a prop that had been prepared long ago-the golden bell.
A transparent cover circulated with golden runes, directly covering the npc, he could not
get out, and no one else could get in.

"You're thinking about it." Jin Cheng didn't bother to hit the hood, and a split arrow took
the head of the black hat straight.

The black hat is far from Jin Cheng’s opponent when it comes to the value of force.
Even if you use props to make you feel awkward, you can only shout: "What do you
want?"

"What I am doing will not affect you at all. What are your requirements--"

The black hat rolled to the ground again, eager to get up, but saw that Jin Cheng's
scimitar had reached his neck. The black hat swallowed hard and gasped: "We can
talk."

Jin Cheng smiled, "What are you talking about? What can you give me?"

Black hat: "Lin Yandong. Forgive Tinder is from me, I can get this copy again with his
help. The number nine movement was also taken from him."

Within five seconds, the black hat sold Lin Yandong cleanly.

Jin Cheng: "His purpose?"

Black Hat: "Rebuild Yongye City."

Jin Cheng: "Do you believe it?"

Black hat: "He chose you as his partner, you should know better than me."

Jin Cheng knew that the black hat refers to the 11th movement and the 6th movement.
One copy was used in the East Cross Street security zone and the other was used to lift
the suicide ban. Lin Yandong helped more or less.

Lin Yandong could find a way to take it for his own use, but he was behind the scenes
and gave it to Jin Cheng.
Seeing from the surface, Lin Yandong's purpose really fits the black hat's rhetoric. He
wanted to rebuild Yongye City and build a better Yongye City, so he would find Jin
Cheng to cooperate.

But the more he behaved, the more Jin Cheng guarded his heart. Looking at the look of
the black hat, he didn't believe it either.

"Your purpose?" Jin Cheng asked again.

"Revenge." Black Hat replied.

The two answered one-on-one, the speed is extremely fast, and the whole process
takes no more than one minute. The people of the Rose sect had no time to get close,
but the vines growing out of the magic circle had a soft spot for Jin Cheng.

He pulled away and cut off the vines that wrapped around his shoulders, and then
shattered the roses around him with sound waves, but Yu Guang glanced at the black
hat. "How do I report it?"

Black hat: "Wake him up and kill him again. That bottle of medicine is a sober potion."

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows.

Players who have entered the Qingye program have already lost their will, and when
they are reborn, they have no connection with the past. What hatred is there in the black
hat, making him hate to chase the copy to wake him up, and then kill himself? The
same is true of digging graves and whips.

The black hat saw his meaning through Jin Cheng's eyes. At this time, Jin Cheng was
busy with the magic circle and temporarily relaxed his restraint, but suddenly he didn't
want to run away.

Throwing props to block a killed black knight, the black hat took a deep breath and took
a step back to Jin Cheng, back to back with him.
He said in a deep voice: "He is a serial murderer. The whole family survived for me
alone. I was fifteen years old that year, and I spent another fifteen years to find him."

No one can find the prisoner who did not know that he actually died long ago.

When the black hat also died and entered Yongye City, he thought he had a second
chance of revenge. When others enter the Yongye City, there is more or less fear in
their hearts, and only he is full of joy.

But he was always one step late because the man had already entered the Qingye
procedure.

There is nowhere to complain about grievances, nowhere to vent anger, all the rush to
the end of years is completely empty, the feeling of powerlessness, black hat does not
want to experience the third time.

"I must kill him myself." The black hat gritted his teeth.

Injustice has a debt, but Jin Cheng does not comment on the hatred of others. If he also
has such an enemy, I am afraid he will be more persistent than the black hat.

But one thing is the same, Jin Cheng's mind is always clear.

"It's your business to avenge you. I don't think you need my sympathy." Jin Cheng
reassembled the scimitar into a bow and arrow, and a set of renju arrows that flowed
through the clouds and shot, cleared a clearing.

Turning around, the arrow pointed at the black hat again.

"The three samples of Pale Heart, Black Dragon Lin, and Drak Gems come from Tang
Cuo. I will give it to you, and you will grab it or grab it. Don't you understand this?"

The black hat clenched his fists, "What the **** do you want?"

Jin Cheng: "Why did Lin Yandong bring Yanye into this copy?"

Black hat: "I told you to rebuild the Yongye City, I don't really know the rest!"
Jin Cheng: "Ding Dong, answer wrong."

As soon as the words fell, Jin Cheng's arrow shot straight towards the face of the black
hat. He leaned his head and his ears were almost knocked off.

The black hat felt that Jin Cheng was just playing him, and at that moment, there was a
sudden flapping sound from the side of the golden bell. The two of them turned their
heads to look at each other, only to see that the person inside had changed their face,
slaps the cover in panic, panic, and shouted, "Let me out! Let me out!"

Jin Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly. Although this man was panic-stricken, he didn't
seem to be a fake, but the ruthlessness of his eyes was not fake. Panic is only an
appearance.

"You, **** it!" The black hat went crazy as soon as he saw him, and he threw it away
desperately, and even Jin Cheng pointed at him with an arrow and couldn't care
anymore.

In front of it is the magic light, and the sword on the battlefield is blind, but he never
stops, or even refuses to give a hint of heart to defend.

Jin Cheng's hand holding the bow paused without stopping.

In the shouting of Zhentian, both the enemy and the enemy looked at the black hats in
amazement. What's wrong with this person? Isn't he killing him so rampant?

The vines cleared by Jin Cheng once again grew out of the magic formation, entangled
his hands and feet, and blossomed bright red flowers. They pulled him, but the black hat
was still running forward, until all the vines were straightened and broken hard again.

The spikes pierced the skin, the black hat was covered in blood, and he staggered
several times with gasping, and finally came to the golden bell. He grabbed two blood
fingerprints on the transparent cover with his hands, and stared at each other with
bloodshot eyes—
"Fifteen years ago, there was a family of four in a lakeside villa in Wumu Mountain.
Father, mother and grandma and little sister, do you remember?"

"That day is my birthday."

"The birthday gift you gave me, I will never forget it."

The blood flowed into the eyes, making the black hat tingle and shed tears. He gritted
his teeth and held back, saying: "The pain they suffered, I want you to return ten times
and one hundred times."

Hearing the words, the man finally showed a trace of real fear and fell to the ground.

At this time, the large-scale magic attack of the Rose sect finally came. The magic of
each department was covered by the heavy firepower of this world, and those who had
no defense ability could only die instantly.

Panicked, the fire of hope ignited by Edwin's arrival could be extinguished at any time.

The magic circle's light is also getting stronger and stronger, the roses are not removed,
and the red of the petals gradually changes from the original positive red to the dark
red, just like eating blood. The space is unstable, the surrounding scene has changed
and changed, I do not know how many years ago I returned to Yorkshire, howling all
over, wild grass and grass, looking around-those boys and girls who had been devoured
by the magic circle for the first time, all have changed It became bones and bones, and
fell into a sea of ​wild grass and roses.

Seeing that the magic bombing is about to land, after this wave, the magic array may be
completely formed. Tang Cuo struggled with injuries, hit the two black armor knights,
and thrust the sword of adjudication into the magic circle again.

Blood oozed from the wounds on his palms and shoulders, and continued to penetrate
into the lines along the sword body. At the same time, the Holy Light shield was excited
and blocked Tang Cuo's head.
"Boom--" The high-level magic of each department was swept away.

Tang Cuo thought of Edwin, Huo Ran turned his head, and saw Edwin standing with his
eyes closed, the sword holding his hands hung naturally on his side, like a lonely boat in
a storm, obviously his body was not very tall, but he could give A sense of peace in the
soul.

When the magic was depressed, Edwin opened his eyes and his long silver hair
fluttered in the wind. He then made a gesture of raising his long sword to the sky, as if
he was offering sacrifices to the sky.

This short action happened in an instant.

Everyone watched in amazement as the colorful magical torrent suddenly burst open
from it, revealing the high moon. The moonlight spattered on Edwin's sword, and his
wrist moved slightly, and then the moonlight flashed into the silver sword.

"Dedicated to Artemis." Aesop appeared on the side of Tang Cuo and whispered the
name of the sword move.

Tang Cuo vaguely knew that Artemis was the name of the legendary moon god. Edwin
dedicated himself to the Moon God in exchange for the power of the Moon God and
calmed all evil.

All the magical attacks disappeared, and the sword that Edwin slashed away was
cleaned.

But Edwin himself stumbled and fell back.

Aesop strode forward to catch the falling Edwin. Tang Cuo didn't move, withdrew the
Holy Light Shield, bit his tongue hard, and injected all the power into the Sword of
Judgment, "Break me!"

The sword of adjudication sounded.

Seemingly echoing the master's wish, the dazzling Shenghui moved forward along the
magic line, like a broken bamboo. Wherever he went, the roses retreated, and the
engraved bricks were crushed into pieces.

In the eyes of everyone, a halo spread around Redstone Square with Tangcuo as the
center, and even swept across Yorkshire.

The magic circle finally broke.

The Rose Sect was in a bad situation, and the remaining staff retreated. Aesop
suddenly showed a cruel smile at this moment, raised his hand slightly, and a group of
twelve black armor knights appeared at night.

Everyone was shocked, thinking that this time they were in a catastrophe, and the Rose
sect was overjoyed, the pace of retreat was slower, and there was a tendency to kill
back.

Unexpected things happened.

With the order of Aesop, the twelve black armor knights suddenly turned, rushed into
the retreat of the rose sect, and killed them by surprise.

Until all of these people fell, even the few who ran away were chased to kill them, and
the people did not stunned.

Tang Cuo was not surprised. After knowing Aesop's true identity, he knew that Aesop
had never really been on which side, because he could not think for humans from the
human standpoint.

He hates gods.

Also hate humans.

The scream called back everyone's thoughts, the voice contained too much pain, and it
made the scalp numb just by listening. Everyone looked around in sight, and they saw
that the black hat had removed the golden bell cover and was kneeling down, piercing
the murderer's eyes with a dagger.

"His..." Someone took a breath.

Edwin, who fainted in Aesop's arms, also moved, his fingers moved, and his eyes slowly
opened. He fell sideways, his face just in the direction of Tang Cuo.

He opened his eyes and Tangcuo looked up, his eyes facing each other.

Tang Cuo's breath was stagnant, and the whole person froze in place, unable to move.

Mr. Crow, who was watching from the wall, suddenly cried out, but he seemed too
excited, and could only make a "ah, ah" sound. Fluttering up and down, crazy and crazy.

The black hat looked over and heard Edwin's eyes widen when he touched Edwin's
eyes.

This is the look!

it's him!

It was the same last time!

The black hat remembered that Yanye had been holding her crystal ball for divination,
because the loss was too great and the whole person became very weak. If this were
not the case, she would not risk drinking well water with time magic, trying to transform
herself and make herself stronger.

He didn't know what she was doing fortune-telling, he tried it, but nothing was tried. At
some point, Yanye suddenly vomited blood and became comatose, as if something
terrible had been fortunetelling.

The black hat hurriedly called Lin Yandong, but saw Lin Yandong showing ecstasy.
Even for only a moment, the black hat saw it. Immediately afterwards, he followed Lin
Yandong's gaze, just like today, to see Edwin's eyes.
It was really an indifferent and compassionate look. Although these two words are
contradictory, the black hat is such a feeling.

Obviously such a profound feeling, why did he forget it?

Memory is like being deliberately erased.

The black hat was more and more startled, and in a few seconds, a cold sweat came
out of his back. Indifferent and compassionate, who does this adjective sound like?

Is the God above.

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With just a look, Tangcuo was suppressed and unable to move. If it weren't for his soul
strength and determination, he would have to lower his head.

He even lost the concept of time, not knowing how long he maintained this state until a
voice sounded in his mind.

"Edwin" didn't open his mouth, but Tang Cuo knew this was what he said. The voice
was indistinguishable, like the voice of the sky, clearly in my mind, but far away.

""Sicilian Fairy Tales." Do you want to go that way too?" He asked.

Tang Cuo did not answer immediately.

There was no reaction from the people around, it seemed that he was the only one who
heard it. Since the other party said this sentence, then there could only be one
identity-that **** in Yongye City.

"Reply."

"I do not know."

Tang Cuo tried to respond in his mind, but did not expect to make a sound. He suddenly
understood why Lin Yandong knew that the book "The Fairy of Sicily" was so important,
and he dared to take it out generously. Even if you know that God is here, even if Tang
Cuo and Jin Cheng may uncover the past, they will not block it.

Because it was Tangcuo who was kneeling in front of the gods and being questioned.

This hand shakes the pan, full score.

Will the gods listen to Tang Cuo's explanation?

If God is omnipotent and omnipotent, he will know everything without Tangcuo's

explanation. If God is not omnipotent and omnipotent, even if Tang Cuo explained, he
could not completely dismiss himself. Because he and Jin Cheng can never be
believers in God, what they do on weekdays looks like they are going to slaughter God
in the future.

More importantly, this sentence of the gods does not seem to ask a result.

Sure enough, the deity did not continue to question, he just sighed, and did not even
take "The Sicilian Fairy Tales" from Tangcuo.

"I have seen you." He said.

"Someone Under the Bed", Tang Cuo thought of this copy for the first time.

After coming out of the copy, he inquired about Jiang He's whereabouts and wanted to
ask him a question about the copy, but at that time Jiang He had already gone with
Zheng Yingying, and he didn't ask. In fact, Tang Cuo was a little skeptical at that time,
but did not doubt the head of God. He only felt that the copy was somewhat unusual.

He couldn't explain the appearance of the peach blossom in the copy, and he never saw
the true face of the murderer. Although most copies of Yongye City lack logic, intuition
tells him that there is a secret.

Thinking of this, Tangcuo boldly asked him, "Are you always watching us?"

The spirit replied to him: "Child, what do you want to know?"

Tang Cuo respectfully lowered his eyes, "I want to know, did you look at this July rose
four years ago?"

There was laughter as light as nothing, but the spirit did not answer.

Tang Cuo remained silent, lowering his head, but his back was straight, but cold sweat
had spread all over his back. He could clearly perceive the danger, and the gods could
make him die in a single finger, but he thought he would not do it.

If the gods were there last time, then he couldn’t see that Lin Yandong took away the
Sicilian Fairy Tales. Lin Yandong can withdraw from the whole body, showing that God
does not care about these little lambs who can only bleak.

Tang Cuo does not mention Lin Yandong's name, but mentions it four years ago, which
is already an extraordinary temptation.

For a long time, as if a century had passed, the voice of the gods finally came again, "I
often travel around the world of different copies, see different landscapes with different
eyes, and experience different lives. Sometimes I am a flower, Sometimes it’s a person,
even a ray of wind, a stone, even if it’s all my own creation, but time will always give
them a different look, which makes people curious. If you meet a good child like Edwin, I
will also leave him a gift. He is dead, I will always take a look."

Is there mercy from the gods?

Tang Cuo did not expect that the gods really answered his words. The so-called "gift"
should be "Sicily Fairy Tales". But Tangcuo still couldn't figure out why the gods would
explain to him.

At this time, the **** said again: "I think you misunderstood what I meant."

Tang Cuo looked up.

The **** said: "I have seen you more than once. The first time, when you died, I was a
shooting star in the night sky above you."

Tang Cuo pursed his lips, and his heart seemed to blow through the cold wind that
night. He remembered his last glance before his death. There was a drunk man and a
miserable stray dog ​on the roadside. The wind blew his ears, and he could hardly hear
his breath.

At the last glance, he looked at the dimmed screen of the mobile phone, which reflected
the starry sky above him.

Has the spirit ever watched him?

"You obviously can live, why did you choose to die?" The **** once sighed for him, so it
rained.

Tang Cuo did not know that after he closed his eyes, there was a rain in the sky. He
looked directly at God's eyes with those black and white eyes and said, "Do you want to
punish me?"

"No, you are a funny kid, and I expect you will come to me one day and ask for a gift."

As the words faded away, Tang Cuo's body also recovered from stiffness after the
sentence was finished. Edwin groaned, closed his eyes and reopened them, there was
no shadow of the gods in his eyes.

Jin Cheng quickly walked to Tang Cuo and supported his shoulder, "Are you all right?"
Tang Cuo felt the weakness of his hands and feet, and his face was also ugly and scary.
What did he think of, suddenly turned his head to look at Jin Cheng, "How long has it
been since Edwin woke up to the present?"

Jin Cheng: "One second."

Tang was clear. His kung fu talking to the gods only passed a second in reality, but now
it was not time to elaborate with Jin Cheng. He stood up with Jin Cheng's arm and
looked at Edwin again.

Edwin was dying. His eyes opened just now.

"West...Theodore..." He leaned on Aesop's arm and extended his hand to Tangcuo.

"You are optimistic about black hats." Tang Cuo whispered to Jin Cheng, then took a
deep breath, braced himself, and walked to Edwin's side, holding his hand.

Edwin's face was pale as paper, and his eyebrows and hair were white. The lustrous
color of the moonlight in the past seemed to be taken away together with vitality. Only
the blood stains on his lips were red, and when he slightly touched the corner of his
mouth and laughed, it seemed to bloom in the snow.

"Brother is leaving, Theodore... When I return to Lord Luna, the White Knight family...
just... I will give it to you..."

"I get it, brother."

"Theodore, sorry..."

Tang Cuo knew what he meant. Everything was settled, and Theodore became a
student of Supervisor Roger Reed and became the next arbitrator. But now that Edwin
is dead, Theodore must go back to assume his responsibilities, and according to the
"Continental Convention," he cannot take the part.
For Theodore, this is a dilemma, but he can and must choose the White Knight family.
The arbitrator of the Ivy League can have countless candidates, but he is the only one
left in the White Knight family.

"Aesop." Edwin's lips deepened, and it seemed to be okay, but he continued to say the
last sentence, "No matter what you do in the future... I hope you... promise me one
thing... …"

Aesop: "I promise you will never kill Theodore."

Hearing Aesop's automatic completion, Edwin finally let out a breath of relief. He wanted
to say nothing more, but after all he couldn't say anything, and his extended hand fell
down, closing his eyes.

When Edwin swallowed, the biggest reaction was the black hat. He made this trip to
avenge his revenge and did not plan to clear customs at all, but now the Rose Sect
conspiracy was destroyed and the development of the matter was back on track. As
soon as Edwin died, the copy was cleared and he would be sent back to Yongye City.

The black hat took a decisive turn and showed the cards.

[Jingyesi] One of the series of card "Poetry Li Bai", the function is to freeze the space,
the time limit is thirty minutes.

"Silent Night" is one of Li Bai's most familiar poems. Yongye City takes the word "Quiet"
to give it the most power.

Within thirty minutes of the card's effectiveness, the copy's connection with Yongye City
will be cut off. Even Mr. Crow was forcibly repatriated at the moment the card became
effective.

"Ah! Ahhh!" The players of Yongye City were shocked to find that there was a raven in
the sky who was insane.
Mr. Crow was both happy and angry. He was happy that he finally found the trace of
God. He was angry that the black hat dared to drive him out, so that he could not talk to
the beloved deity, telling his feelings of miss. .

"Damn! Damn! Ahhhhh!" Mr. Crow came to a 360-degree flip, "Damn!!!"

K sat by the window of the Ruby Tavern, looked up at the ravenous crow, shaking the
wine glass in his hand, leaning back lazily on the back of the chair.

"Huh, it's still so stupid, so stupidly cute." He took a sip and smiled. For a long time, his
eyes fell on the magic train passing by in the distance.

Within the copy.

All the aftermath work is carried out in an orderly manner, and it is their business how
Aesop repeatedly jumps to reach a consensus with the Ivy League. Tang Cuo was
wounded and withdrew his wounds from the eyes of everyone to find Jin Cheng and a
black hat.

In a vacant private house, a black hat tied his enemy, and Jin Cheng held the black hat
again, like a black kidnapper.

Seeing Tang Cuo coming, Jin Cheng gave a smirk, "Come on, my boss is here, and I
will never tell you to make a toast without eating fines."

Tangcuo is speechless, what role-playing is this? But the boss is the boss. He walked
past Jin Cheng, looking at the black hat on his face, and asked, "What about my stuff?"

Jin Cheng brought him a chair and explained: "He used it."

Tang Cuo sat down and spoke lightly, "Then die."

Jin Cheng is a little surprised. Is Tang Cuo cooperating with his performance? When did
his boyfriend become so cute?
Tang Cuo rarely cooperated with him once. When he saw him, he could not help but
look up at him. Jin Cheng smiled immediately and said, "Shall I ask again? It's a pity to
kill him without asking anything. It's a waste of effort."

Black hat: "........."

What the **** are these two people doing? He resisted the inner discomfort and the urge
to roll his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Do you have any thoughts about the look of
the Lord Duke just now?"

Jin Cheng: "You said."

Tang Cuo: "."

The black hat took a deep breath, "I suspect that Lin Yandong had brought Yanye into
the copy, just for the look just now, they were - chasing the trail of God."

Jin Cheng: "Oh."

Tang Cuo: "."

The black hat was surprised to see the two of them, but he was surprised. Jin Cheng
asked him in reverse: "Do you think we can even guess what you guessed?"

I only know that you seem to insult my IQ.

The black hat is vengeful. He knows that Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo will not let him go.
Only by telling all the things can they be ended. So he pressed down and continued:
"Yanye is a fortuneteller. Lin Yandong may have relied on her divination ability to track
down the copy of "July Rose". After entering the copy, Yanye has been divination. Never
stopped..."

Next, the black hat gave some details to support his guess.

All in all, there is only one sentence, what does Lin Yandong do to trace the trail of
God? Unless he wants to slaughter God.
"It must be so. Words are in the divination track, so it is necessary to continue to debug
and keep coming back, so the backlash she received will be so heavy, and she will risk
drinking well water. Later I saw the murderer, in order to chase Going up, I was almost
killed by the Rose sect, and Lin Yandong saved me."

The black hat paused and said, "But every time I think of the painful expression of Yan
Kai, I feel that Lin Yandong saves me, is not intentional."

Facts have proved that Lin Yandong has indeed been using black hats. Now when I
think about it for a long time, although they haven’t seen each other in the past four
years, Lin Yandong has more or less guided the dream of infinite market, including the
re-entry into "July Rose".

But if you can do it again, the black hat will still be willing to put on the suit.

Tang Cuo thought more deeply than he thought.

Not only was the black hat pushed forward by Lin Yandong in the invisible, crimson,
rongyi, and even the Tushen squad was turned over again, which one had no shadow of
Lin Yandong behind?

Even Zheng Yingying's dagger, if it weren't for the black hat that opened the fantasy
unlimited market, where did it come from?

More than ten minutes had passed between the speeches, and the last quarter of an
hour remained before the release time of [Jing Ye Si].

Jin Cheng threw the explosive egg in his hand, which was used to threaten the black
hat. If he was not honest, then Jin Cheng defrauded the murderer and made the black
hat live and die. Jin Cheng always knows how to accurately pinpoint the pain of others,
glancing at the murderer beside him who seems to have been comatose. He asked:
"Are you not going back?"

Black hat: "Do you want me to go back?"

Jin Cheng: "Not much hope."

At this time, the black hat had already disengaged from the previous hysterical state,
and there was no more yin when he was in Yongye City. The whole person appeared
much calmer. He stood up and said, "I'm dead, and the three movements I used will
return to the system. You can get it again. I know there are many people who hate me
and just want me to die. It doesn't make sense to go back. "

Actually, I don't want to live at all.

How can the walking dead supported by hatred count as alive.

"Please, please." Jin Cheng shrugged. All questions should be asked, black hat wants
to die, of course he will not stop.

"Wait." Tang Cuo stopped him, looking straight into his eyes and asked, "What role did k
play in this matter? Has he deliberately guided you?"

The black hat paused.

Tang Cuo: "You still have 13 minutes."

Black Hat: "I first approached him because I wanted to search for information about the
murderer. He is an intelligence dealer, and whatever information I get from him is
reasonable."

Guess what, the black hat is tired. He wasn’t sure that k must be innocent, but as he
said, k had a coat of intelligence dealer and said everything was reasonable.

Tang Cuo looked at him deeply, as if judging the truth in his words.

Another minute passed and he finally got up and walked out of the room with Jin Cheng.
Jin Cheng was the last to go out. When he left, he took the door and said softly, "All the
way."
As the door closed, the figure of the black hat disappeared inside the door forever. After
a while, there was a horrifying scream, which made the NPCs passing by look strangely,
but they did not come to check, because the Lord Duke was about to set off.

The honorable Duke of the White Knight family of the Baihua Kingdom will naturally be
buried in his hometown. The cavaliers moved quickly. They put Edwin's body in a
carriage full of flowers and were ready to set off.

The people of Yorkshire spontaneously came to deliver the letter, and the noble lords
and tenants stood together and bowed their heads in silence. They put their hands on
their chests, with a small white flower behind their ears or collar.

The white knight family's family crest is the rose. Originally, they should all wear the
rose, but they couldn't find so many at one time, so they had to find other white flowers
instead.

It may be a white daisy, a lily, or a gardenia, which is different.

The farewell team was shrouded in a deep sorrow. As the carriage carrying Edwin
passed by not far from Tangzuo, the sound of music rang in his ears.

Jin Cheng took out the small harp and played the music. The melody was familiar and
carefully distinguished. It turned out to be a copy of "The Song of Wind Song" written by
Lancelot for Buzz in the second ring.

The last time Jin Cheng used this song to send Baz away, this time sent Edwin again, a
veritable farewell song.

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Life is a journey to death.

Someone wished to achieve it and died peacefully.

Someone died like a hero.

Some people snotted and shed tears, neither wishing to achieve it, nor being like a
hero, so they ran forward staggered with blood.

For example, Chi Yan at this moment.

After the shopping mall ambush, the trio of Chi Yan went through two days of fighting
and fighting, and finally arrived at the entrance of the Grand Theater.

But just as they were about to step into the last grid, screams came from behind.

At this time, there were no more than 100 people surviving, most of them gathered near
the Grand Theater, but because of excessive killings and fleeing for life, they used too
many points, so many people were trapped in the current Cannot move forward in the
grid.

Unable to advance, it brings more killing, because at this time the number of grids can
only be relied on-to grab.

In the current situation, almost all the grids near the Grand Theatre have become red
grids, and a red grid requires five grids to move forward. Many people have only two or
three grids, and can’t walk away, just waiting to be killed.
The transparent barrier between the lattices became the cage that bound them. They
flapped and cried vigorously, but no one was willing to put down the butcher knife in
their hands despite the blood splashing.

I let it go, what if others don't?

Who would let it go?

Who dares to let go?

The hell-like scene just made Chi Yan's heart tremble when he heard the sound. He
warned himself not to look back, but to move forward and forward, and forward is the
way out.

Those behind him died, it was not his fault, most of the time he went back to death.

But Chi Yan remembered the dozens of grids left in his pocket, and his feet seemed to
have taken root. The cry for help grabbed his ankle and desperately dragged him back.
He was crying, but he couldn't go.

How to do it?

How to do it?

Unable to know what to do, he couldn't help but glance back, and he couldn't look away
anymore.

If it is a fratricidal killing, that's fine, but Chi Yan sees a unilateral slaughter.

"Let's go first, don't look back!" He pushed Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan, who walked in
front, to push them into the last grid, and then turned around, struggling to run back.

He ran extremely fast, and his cheeks were hurt by the wind.

Perhaps because of the approach of death, Chi Yan subconsciously covered the
position of his heart, feeling a little pain there. But there shouldn't be any pain there, Chi
Yan knew it was his illusion.
His heart disease was cured when he came to Yongye City.

The first thing to enter the Yongye City, he did not go to the F district to find Tang Cuo,
but to heal the disease. Chi Yan, still three months old and 18 years old, died of
congenital heart disease and died suddenly in the middle of the night.

From a young age to a big age, he never experienced the feeling of running, and could
only play heroes in online games. He opened a guild, leveled to the highest level, and
collected the strongest equipment.

Maybe he knew that he could not live to study abroad, so he even took the IELTS exam
in advance.

He did a lot of things that he might not have time to do in the future. He tried hard to be
a bright, cheerful, kind, and brave person. Only he knew how scared he was.

When she first saw Zheng Yingying, she squatted on the ground with her bald head in a
sick suit, and she didn't say a word. He seemed to see himself through the little figure.

So he went over and tore off the dinosaur hat on his pajamas and gave it to her.

He wanted to tell her to live.

At this moment, Chi Yan also wanted to live. He was not very kind and not great, but he
just saw it. You can pretend you don’t know what you can’t see.

He cried forward while running.

God!

The Emperor is praying to you!

"Fool!" Qian Wei shouted angrily as he looked at Chi Yan's running back. Chi Yan told
him not to look back, but how could he not look back, was he Qian Wei the one who let
others do whatever he wanted?

no!
As a result, when I turned around, I saw such a scene. Qian Wei was not good at all. I
wish I hadn't looked back. The next second, he gritted his teeth and shouted back at
Peng Mingfan: "You go first, don't look back!"

Peng Mingfan flew to give him a kick, agile as if he had planned for a long time.

Qian Wei rubbed his **** and shouted pain, no one paid attention. Looking closely, Peng
Mingfan had already made a step back, and he quickly caught up, "What are you
running back for!"

Peng Mingfan: "You talk less!"

Qian Wei: "Why!"

Peng Mingfan: "Because of your crow mouth!"

At this time, Peng Mingfan was so excited that he was not like him at ordinary times. Chi
Yan in the front had not noticed the joining of his companions. He quickly equipped
himself with equipment, and then a blaster in his left hand, and armor arm in his right
hand, shouted "Stop" and no one agreed, and immediately threw out a blaster .

"Damn, I will blow up your grandson!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

One is not enough to throw another.

The person in the nearest Honggeli was blown up by him, especially the person who
was condensing a light ball of ability and smashed to the side, and the explosive egg
exploded in front of his door. He hurriedly fought the light ball of abilities to resist, the
clinker collided with each other, and the resulting explosion was so big that he exploded
himself directly.
A bursting egg is of course not lethal, but enough to make people notice Chi Yan's
existence.

"I have a grid number, whoever wants it, take it myself." Chi Yan held his fist high, as if
holding a large number of grids in that fist, his provocative eyes swept through the
bloody, greedy or The vicious face, the words spoken were extremely inflammatory,
"The rest are all poor eggs? Even if you are all killed, how many points can you get?"

He lifted his chin slightly and scorned his tone, "Even if you get the points, how many of
you have points? Not enough, so who will take those points?"

"You?"

"Still you?"

Without saying a word, Chi Yan raised an eyebrow and pointed his chin at the person.
The ones he ordered were all very fierce red-eyed guys, and they provoked them apart,
even if they could see them, what happened?

"Shut up! One more sentence I will kill you!" The anger was easily ignited. However, Chi
Yan was standing a grid away from the big troops, two or three hundred meters away
from them, and could not hit him unless attacked from a distance. If you want to get
close, you must move forward.

"I'm here. Let's kill me." Chi Yan took a step forward and stood on the edge of the
current grid. "Destroy me, the grid number is yours. I'm afraid you dare not?"

Chi Yan's purpose is very clear, that is to lure people over. Those who can get out of the
grid must have killed someone and got the grid again, and killed more than one. Those
who can't walk out, not to mention how innocent and how kind they are, must not have
enough frames and are the weaker side.

The situation is urgent, and Chi Yan has no time to distinguish between who should be
saved and who should not be saved, and he can only use this simple and crude
method-whoever dares to come out and kill him, he will kill.
Everyone is responsible for their actions. They want to live, and Chi Yan wants to
protect themselves.

Fight together.

"Who knows if you have any number of grids, do you want to lead us out?" The other
party is not all irrational.

"So what?" Chi Yan took out the small horn and shouted with it.

The familiar voice caused everyone to change color, "Mouse?"

Chi Yan spread his hands and looked around for a week, "Do you now believe that I
have this capital?"

Believe, why not believe it. The mouse is famous, and the person who just spoke almost
instantly sparked hope, excited as if it had taken a pill. In contrast, those "Lambs to be
Slaughtered" were originally full of expectation for the appearance of Chi Yan. Just as
people in despair saw a dawn of hope, who could have imagined that the darkness
wrapped in this ray of light turned out to be thicker.

That's a rat, a notorious rat!

He didn't come to save people at all, that's a murderous bastard!

Once the scene was out of control, many people were desperate, and even the last
wailing couldn't come out, and they collapsed on the ground like an empty shell without
a soul. Some people have a last courage in despair, but this courage is not toward the
enemy, but toward themselves.

He shot his head in a shot, blood splattered, shocking.

Upon seeing it, Chi Yan was like an ice cave, and the arrogant expression on his face
could hardly be sustained. Fortunately, at this time, two warm palms, one left and one
right, pressed on his shoulders, so that he would not lose his gaze.
He turned around and saw Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan, lips slightly open.

Peng Mingfan shook his head insignificantly at him, then pushed his glasses, turned his
head to look across, and said in a cold, emotionless voice: "Game time is only ten
minutes."

Qian Wei also leaned in his waist, "Come on, your grandfather is here, not outdated."

Originally everyone was still puzzled. The mouse was so fierce, how could it be a
half-boy with a baby face, and suddenly two associates appeared. It’s not a fake, just
want to cheat them out, and wait for them to go out, and then want to go back and
slaughter those players, you need five frames, and you won’t be able to get back.

But as soon as the ten-minute time limit came out, no doubts were dispelled. Whether
he is true or not, such a good opportunity is missed without seizing it.

"They only have three little farts. Everyone listens to me, and they can go out and rush
out together! First grab the grid and we will share it equally!"

The most important thing is to start first.

Peng Mingfan lowered his voice, "Attention, this is a fierce battle. If there are props, put
them on first, and kill one or the other."

Chi Yan bit his lip, "Why do you guys..."

"Cough." Qian Dadai was careless. "Who is not a **** boy yet?"

Rarely did Peng Mingfan refute his words, and even "huh" softly. After coming to
Yongyue City for so long, Qian Wei is also a lack of attention. Peng Mingfan forced
himself to be calm, restrained, and think more. Over time, he will soon forget that he is
also a teenager.

I also forgot that some things do not require much thought.

Adults only care about the gains and losses, they can also be right or wrong without
fear.

"Come." Peng Mingfan took a deep breath and took a step back.

Qian Wei and Chi Yan stood in front of him, they looked like an inverted triangle. Peng
Mingfan is the brain of the team. Qian Wei and Chi Yan are the left and right arms. If
necessary, Chi Yan can also automatically transpose to Peng Mingfan's seat, because
he is also a control system. This is the formation summed up by the three men after
countless actual battles.

Three stupid masters competed with Zhuge Liang.

At the same time, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng left Yorkshire before [Jing Ye Si] failed.

It stands to reason that Theodore should **** Edwin’s body back to the Kingdom of
Hundred Flowers in preparation for succession to the Duke. Tang Cuo found an excuse
that "there are important clues about the Rose Sect that must be verified." Others
listened to it, and naturally it was hard to say much. For Todwin's blessing, Tang Cuo
and Jin Cheng also borrowed the one-horned horse.

Unicorns can run on land or fly, and the overall speed is much faster than Aesop's
eagles.

After leaving the Yorkshire territories, Thunder Tribulation returned. This time without the
help of the world in Aesop's book, the two of them consumed their props much faster.

However, before Cheng Cuo found him and the black hat, Jin Cheng collected all the
remaining props on the black hat. In his words-anyway, you are going to die, and it is
useless to keep it.

The golden hat of the black hat is a good thing to block the thunder. He has prepared a
lot of defensive props in order to protect the murderer from being mistakenly killed by
the Rose Sect in advance, but in the end, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo were cheap.
The two did not return in the same way, because they suddenly thought of the Sicilian
continent and the magic teleportation.

Yorkshire did not have a teleport to the northern kingdom, so they went to the big city
near Yorkshire and transferred there. Then go step by step to the Cocoini library, as
long as they turn fast enough, Thunder Tribulation will not be able to catch up with them.

This way of curve return is very effective. With the identity of Theodore and Lancelot,
the two are unimpeded all the way. However, within half a day, he had arrived in the
Principality of Alofa, where the San Corini Library was located.

Walking out of the teleportation array, the sky was clear outside, and the Thunder
Tribulation had not yet caught up. The two rode up on the unicorn horse and ran to the
library. When the thunder tribe finally reunited, they also arrived.

The last warning sound disappeared in the mind, Jin Cheng pushed open the door of
the library, and Tang Cuo took out "The Sicilian Fairy Tales".

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for successfully completing the eighth round of the serial
mission "The Kingdom of the Moon": Book of Spirits. Difficulty: Medium. Rating: a.
Branch mission completion: 100%. Earned character points: 100."

"It is detected that the player has been in the "dropped" state for a long time, and a free
drop buff is provided, with a full attribute of -50%, which is maintained for three days."

"Please check the system panel for personal rewards."

"Welcome back to Yongye City!"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng who returned to Yongye City were speechless.

They had been upgraded to Area C before, but they hadn't had time to rent a house in
Area C, so when they came out of the copy, they appeared directly on the street where
people came and went.
But it doesn't matter, what does -50% of all attributes mean?

Tang Cuo immediately opened the character panel and glanced, his face suddenly as
dark as the bottom of the pot. The system is really ruthless, and even his health is
locked in half.

The so-called "drop" should refer to their going to Yorkshire.

"It's a bit wrong on the street." Jin Cheng Shen Sheng.

It was said that Tang Cuo was too late to look at the rewards of the system and looked
up. He found that the street was indeed too empty. Where did all the players in Yongye
City go?

At this time, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng did not know about the preparation of the
assessment, so they had to find a way to explore it and then find Wen Xiaoming. But
before they found Wen Xiaoming, the news about them was placed on the coffee table
of a villa in Area A.

"Are you sure that Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo are back safely?" The speaker was sitting
cross-legged on the sofa with milk in his hand. Look at that face, it is Lin Yandong.

"You can't be wrong, they are in Zone C now." The person replied respectfully.

"It seems that they really came out unharmed..." Lin Yandong appeared contemplative,
waving his hand to make people retreat and leaning on the sofa for a long time.
Occasionally drink two sips of milk and lay your fingers on your knees and beat them.

About ten minutes later, footsteps heard from the door. Lin Yandong looked up and saw
Miao Qi, and smiled, "Come back? Exactly, the two very interesting children you said
also came back. Just as you expected, the **** does not care about any of our ants, As
long as he does not stab him in front of him, I am afraid that the city of Yongye will be
destroyed. He does not blink at all, and he feels that he has seen a good show."
Miao Qi didn't speak, walked to the coffee table and sat down, pouring herself a cup of
tea slowly.

Lin Yandong narrowed his eyes, "What are you going to do next?"

Miao Qi: "Ready to do it."

Lin Yandong: "Isn't it that the No. 1 movement has to wait for all of Tang Cuo's serial
copies to be cleared? You didn't get it, why are you in a hurry?"

Miao Qi smiled slightly, "Who said I would get it?"

After hearing this, Lin Yandong was slightly stunned, and immediately wanted to
understand, "You intend to kill Tang Cuo, so that this copy will never pass?"

Miao Qi: "No matter what the best thing is, it should be destroyed if you don't get it. The
No. 1 movement can be exchanged for God's gift. Once Tangcuo gets it, we all lose. I
think Yanye has told Tangcuo this news. Tang Cuo is very clever, and he still has Jin
Cheng. If they use the movement directly in the copy, we have no way to start. Only if
he dies, the copy will never pass customs, and the No. 1 movement is completely
buried, so that no one can block the way of anyone. "

Lin Yandong was still puzzled, "You said that the karma is that fortune-teller? Since she
hates you, she also reminds Tang Cuo in exchange for God's gift, why not tell all of your
information directly?"

Miao Qi replied lightly, "Because she hates me and hates Yongye City."

Why do you have to say it all?

She didn't have any friendship with Tang Cuo, it was better to let both sides fight and let
Yongye City go to chaos. Anyway, she was all dead, despite the flood after her death.

Wen Yan, Lin Yan, said, "Well, you people in the new era are really interesting. But it's a
pity that she was dead. If she is still alive, she might even give me a hexagram to count
as a marriage. "
Fortunetellers who can count anything like Yanye, Quanyong Night City cannot find the
second one. If there were such a fortune teller in those days, maybe there would be no
such thing as a **** of slaughter.

Miao Qi glanced at him and said, "When you were away, did you not do anything?"

Lin Yandong raised his hand on the back of the sofa with a lazy gesture, "I only have
one hand left, do you still expect me to grow out of the tree?"

"Dad." Miao Qi put down the tea cup gently, and a clear sound made the room calm
again.

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When I saw Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo again, Wen Xiaoming seemed to see the Great
Mercy Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara. With a snot and tears, his expression was excited,
and he only knelt. "My dear, you are finally back!"

When he explained why he was excited, Tangcuo thought he was a bit miserable.

At first, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo hurried into the copy, leaving him with everything from
Yongye City. Then Leng Miao came over and told him that Yan Yun was back, Miao Qi
was taken away, he yelled and checked, and the clinker Rong Yi was gone again.
Leng Miao did not say anything to fight Lin Yandong, never fought, still Wen Xiaoming
tried hard to stop him, and persuaded people to come back. From then on, he had to
face Leng Miao's super invincible iceberg face all day, while continuing to investigate,
while preventing Leng Miao's runaway, the pain in his heart was more to whom.

This does not count, Leng Miao told him that Rong Yi is Yan Yun's younger brother.

"I tell you, I have never seen such a boring eight o'clock stall! Even if they make me a
romantic drama, how do I want to see what kind of brotherhood!" Wen Xiaoming beat
his chest.

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow.

Wen Xiaoming later realized that his boss and Tang Cuo were also brotherly, and
quickly remedied: "This brotherly relationship is not that brotherly relationship, do you
know the boss?"

"I know how big you are." Jin Cheng gave him a shudder without saying anything.

"Okay, you said Rong Yi is Yan Yun's younger brother, called Yan Qi? He was born with
memory and came back?" Tang Cuo asked.

Wen Xiaoming covered her head and nodded quickly.

Tang Cuoluo thought about it and said, "The matter that the warden Xiao Tong is looking
for a successor may be related to this."

Wen Xiaoming didn't know. So, how did this relate to Xiao Tong again, but Tang Cuo
didn't explain much. The preparation assessment is not over, and the entire Yongye City
is empty, but the things of the gods, Rong Yi, and Yan Yun all show that the big curtain
has opened.

Jin Cheng asked: "Do you think Lin Yandong's purpose is really to kill God?"

"Not quite. I think Lin Yandong is more like tempting, constantly testing the bottom line
of the gods." Tang Cuo rubbed his brow and sat down beside the bed. This is a hotel in
Area C. Because it is not expected to stay in Area C for a long time, the two gave up
renting and chose a more convenient hotel.

Wen Xiaoming continued to be unclear. So, "Tentative? What is the bottom line of the
tentative test? Isn't it to kill God?"

Tang Cuo: "Then I ask you, what is the purpose of the Tu Tuo?"

Wen Xiaoming froze, "Destroy Yongye City? Or do you own the king of Yongye City? Lin
Yandong's old fox, not so kind, I think it must be the latter."

Tang Cuo shook his head, "According to what Leng Miao told you, Yongye City itself
may not have black and white, all colors are added by human beings. God has never
intervened here, he is just observing, then Yongye City What does it become, who will
make the decision, and what does it have to do with him? It’s just a pile of chess pieces
on his sandbox. Even if humans are destroyed, it’s not enough to create a new
species?"

God's eyes, compassion and indifference.

He felt compassion for the suffering of all beings, but he stood idly by.

Wen Xiaoming's eyes widened, is it still possible?

Tang Cuo continued: "So when the Crimson incident happened, Rong Yi would tell us
that it is useless to kill God. Maybe he had already seen the key to the problem. One is
that we can't beat it, and the other is that it is not necessary at all. Want to improve Yong
In the case of Night City, if you want to save people, you can only save yourself. And, if
the world is God, and God created everything, then kill the God, does the world still
exist?"

Wen Xiaoming opened his mouth wide, is there any way to solve this problem? He
couldn't help looking at Jin Cheng, and wanted to get answers from him, he saw Jin
Cheng's expression of "My boyfriend is so handsome and smart, and he spoke so well",
and then shut up.
Tang Cuo saw that Jin Cheng did not intend to speak, and continued to say, "God has
seen Yorkshire's two eyes. The first time he saw Lin Yandong, the second time he saw
me. Although I don't know if he spoke with Lin Yandong, At least Lin Yandong
deliberately traced his trail to find the past, which is much more active than ours. What
we can see and what Rongyi can see, he can’t see it. If it’s not God, he made these
arrangements, What is the purpose?"

Excluding the interference of God, all that remains is human infighting.

Jin Cheng slowly and slowly cut the apple, and then said: "If only order is established in
Yongye City, whether it is good or bad, there is no need to test God's bottom line again
and again. Whether it is good or bad, Yongye City The tolerance is high enough, unless,
he wants more than just a night city."

Wen Xiaoming: "What? What else does he want?"

"Do you remember the first time you came to Yongye City, and what will the system say
to us after every copy clearance?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Welcome back to Yongye City?" Wen Xiaoming scratched his head.

"Why is it back?" Tang Cuo asked again.

"Yes, why is it back?" Wen Xiaoming spread his hands.

He felt as if he was mentally retarded at the moment.

"Slap." Jin Cheng snapped his fingers. "You think about it carefully. The first sentence
you hear after death is the system broadcast. The system tells you,'The trial of the world
failed to pass the game.' If we live, This world is actually a large copy? All of us were
born in the same copy, and Yongye City is the reality of the world, so when the world
trial game clearance fails, we can be said-come back. This It is also the only special
copy that allows failure."

Wen Xiaoming: "Can I swear now?"

Jin Cheng: "Hold it."

Wen Xiaoming: "Can't hold it anymore."

Jin Cheng: "That would hold me back."

Wen Xiaoming couldn't help it, so he verbally coded, "beep--"

Jin Cheng was all smirked by him. What did you beep, did the kettle turn on at home?

Tang Cuo is not strange, he did not expect how serious people around Jin Cheng.
Following Jin Cheng's words and thinking about it, it is not difficult to draw a conclusion
that Lin Yandong may want to get involved in the human trial game.

Of course, all this is still their guess. If they don't face Lin Yandong one day, they will not
be able to determine the truth one day.

Hearing this final inference, Wen Xiaoming said: "I think this **** is not writing the
"Human Observation Diary". How could he be so idle? Don't create so many copies. k
introduce to him, they will become good friends."

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Should you join them?"

"How can this be done?" Wen Xiaoming refused eloquently, "I only scored 0 in the
college entrance examination."

Jin Cheng: "What gave you the courage to add the word "talent" before 0 points?"

Wen Xiaoming: "Is my ingenuity?"

After all, I am a genius, and there is nowhere to be.

With that said, they inevitably raised black hats again. On the way to the hotel just now,
Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng went to the black hat grocery store. The grocery store is
closed, and the fantasy infinite market no longer exists, showing that the black hat is
really dead.
They met the proprietress of the izakaya outside the door. She leaned against the
corner and smoked. When they saw the two coming, they greeted them lightly.

No one on both sides raised the black hat, and after passing the greeting, passed by.

It was just that after walking very far, Tang Cuo turned around and saw that the boss
lady kicked the closed door of the grocery store, and she seemed to curse something in
her mouth.

He didn't hear it, the boss lady scolded-"You know how fart!"

Four years ago, after the black hat came out of the copy, there were already some
humanoid people, and suddenly it changed back to what it was before. He wanted to
break up with the boss lady, and turned around to take the civil service exam. The boss
lady was angry, chasing him and asking why.

He was anxious and said angrily, "What do you know!"

Now that everyone is dead, it doesn't matter whether you understand it or not.

Wen Xiaoming had heard inferences about God, and now he heard the news of the
death of the black hat, but he was not surprised. He is even more worried about the
missing Rong Yi. If Lin Yandong's ultimate purpose is related to the human world, will
Rong Yi, who returned from the world, become the key?

Jin Cheng then called Wen Xiaoming to inform Leng Miao. Leng Miao has been
monitoring Lin Yandong for the past two days. If he wants to find Rong Yi, he may have
to find a breakthrough from here.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng also acted separately, Tang Cuo went to find K, Jin Cheng
went to prison to see Xiao Tong. In Yongye City, the person who knows Lin Yandong the
most is Xiao Tong. Anyway, you have to try it.
Unexpectedly, it was not long before the three separated, and the weird songs rang
again in the city of Yongye. Along with "Songs of Gods, Lambs, and Crows", there are
also systematic broadcasts.

"Ding!"

"The New Year 2019 Compilation Assessment is now over!"

"Thank you players for your great support, please check the specific admission list in
the game lobby."

"Wish everyone a happy life!"

The three of them stopped on the street, and in a few moments, players in twos and
threes rushed to the game hall from all over the Yongye City. The empty night city of
Yongye was once again lively.

Tang Cuo didn't stay much. After a few glances, he turned back to the Ruby Tavern. The
preparation of the assessment may have a profound impact on Yongye City, but this is
not something that can be solved at the moment. Exams are all tested, and there is no
need to think about it.

The Ruby Tavern is not very far from the hotel. Tangcuo walked for about ten minutes
and saw the street where the Tavern was located. But as he walked across the street
corner, he suddenly sounded a great alarm.

"Huh--" A light arrow formed by the condensed energy suddenly appeared in his sight.
As soon as he struck, he jumped on the top of the lamppost on his side, and the light
arrow was nailed to the place where he originally stood. The light arrow shattered and
burst a big pit.

Before Tang Cuo could find out where the enemy was, another row of light arrows
chased him. The number is too large to be hard to resist, not to mention Tangcuo is now
in a state of -50% of all attributes.
In a blink of an eye, Tangcuo approached the Ruby Tavern. He frowned slightly, feeling
vaguely that the other party seemed to intend to force him here, and--

If someone wants to kill him, it is just to kill him to jail, but in the city of Yongye, it will not
kill anyone. Once in Xiao Tong's territory, the variables are too large to be insured. The
best way to kill someone is to force him into a copy.

The only copies that can be opened in Yongye City are hidden copies.

Thinking of this, Tang Cuo suddenly stopped with a sudden brake. But the arrow behind
him was close at this moment, he quickly rushed to the side, dangerously and
dangerously avoided.

Yu Guang glanced at the roof of the Ruby Tavern, where a person came out. As long as
Tangcuo is close, I am afraid it will be immediately pulled into the copy. Not to mention
how dangerous the copy would be. Who are these people? Who wants to kill him?

Lin Yandong? Yanyun? k?

Who is still unknown?

The situation is more dangerous, just ten seconds, the whole street is full of crisis, and
they are actually the other party's people, and they are all masters. In addition to light
arrows, all kinds of magic, abilities, and even rocket launchers.

These attacks were like open net pockets, in a trap that forced him to hide the copy, but
in Tangcuo's current state, he could not resist all attacks. And he can't go to jail at this
juncture and face a dilemma.

"Bang, bang!" The attack fell like rain, and Tang Cuo called out the Holy Light Shield
and exchanged a few seconds of breath for himself.

The players around have been scared away by this great battle. In addition to being an
enemy, there is a k in the whole street. K stood by the glass window of the tavern,
watching the play with a wine glass. Seeing Tang Cuo cast his gaze, he also raised his
glass and gestured, showing an innocent expression.

This has nothing to do with me.

If Tang Cuo had an accident at the Ruby Tavern, regardless of whether this matter had
anything to do with K, he was involved. Behind the scenes, the black hand not only
wanted to kill Tang Cuo, but even fell apart.

Tang Cuo didn't doubt k, he was just looking for k, k had to kill him, so he didn't have to
be so excited. But k didn't have that much hostility towards them, but he wouldn't shoot
for him.

This is k, a qualified intelligence dealer.

At this time, Wen Xiaoming and Jin Cheng had walked far away, even if they came to
rescue. Tang Cuo's brain is spinning like precision gears, but he can't think of a good
way for a while, unless he is hiding in "Yinyin Kingdom" now.

But Tang Cuo was not too panic, because he still had a resurrection prop-Mr. Crow's
feathers.

What he wants to know more is, who sent these people in the end, all of them are very
serious.

In order not to be approached to hide the copy, Tang Cuo does not fight them in close
combat. The copy of "The Book of Gods" rewarded him with a devil, two slaps as big as
Aesop used to be, funny and ugly, but his strength should not be underestimated.

It has agile movements and extremely fast speeds, and there is only one type of
attack-lock throat.

To be precise, it is lying on the back of the player, using that pair of Doraemon-like bun
hands to twist off the player's neck.
More importantly, this drop of blood is not counted on Tang Cuo's head. That is to say,
even if he kills people with a devil, he doesn't have to go to jail.

The only regret is that the time the devil is called is only fifteen minutes, and the cooling
time is very long.

Tang Cuo released the magic doll, which caused a lot of trouble to the enemy. When the
other party saw that Tang Cuo did not go to jail because of the murder, they were all
surprised.

To make matters worse, Tang Cuo seemed to see that they did not want to kill him back
to the G area, and actually began to force them in turn.

"Who sent you?" Tang Cuo stared at a psionicist whose neck was held by a devil, his
eyes cold.

"I--" The psionicist only hesitated for a second, and the magic doll laughed and twisted
his neck. Tang Cuo waved his hand, and the devil ran to the next target.

The enemies around couldn't help but take a breath. This Tangcuo is even more
ruthless than Jin Cheng.

In a blink of an eye, these people who came to kill Tang Cuo lost a small half. Players
hiding in the distance watching were frightened and had to reassess Tang Cuo's
strength.

Only Tang Cuo knew that he was almost at the limit.

You have to find a way to retreat safely without exposing your own weakness.

But at this moment, the strange singing sounded again. Tang Cuo frowned, and there
was a trace of surprise in his heart, a faint feeling of vagueness. The preparation
assessment is over. What else can make Yongye City play the Song of Gods, Lambs
and Crows?

"Ding!"
"The tenth movement was detected, holder a28377."

"The decree is approved within the prescribed authority and takes effect immediately."

"We will broadcast the whole area below."

a28377, Lin Yandong!

The anxiety in Tang Cuo's heart is getting heavier and worse. Why did Lin Yandong
issue a movement at this time? The timing is too coincidental. And it was the No. 10
movement, the earliest movement in Yongye City, before Jin Cheng established the
East Cross Street Security Zone!

Not only Tang Cuo, but Jin Cheng, Wen Xiaoming, who felt that the movement was
coming here, and even the cold muse far away from the a district, could not help
frowning.

The tenth movement reappeared only when the holder of the movement was killed, the
movement reappeared in the copy, and then was captured by Lin Yandong. And this
whole thing, none of them even noticed.

The only player who got the No. 10 movement was the ordinary player in Area B. He
couldn't wait to get the movement. The promulgated decree only strengthened himself
and did not affect the entire Yongye City, so everyone subconsciously set their sights on
it. In the later movements, this one is ignored.

Who could have thought that Lin Yandong would kill him and get the movement back?

Or is it all planned by him?

In consternation, countless guesses flashed in everyone's minds, and all of this actually
happened in just one second. Leng Miao immediately tore open the space crack and
rushed to the east of Lin Yan, and Wen Xiaoming also quickly used a magic broom to
accelerate at full speed.
Jin Cheng's face was condensed, and his anxiety was worse than that of Tang Cuo. A
feeling that the state of affairs was about to break away from control choked his mind,
and then he thought of the movement from the direction of the Ruby Tavern, which
made him immediately use the forbidden technique at the bottom of the box.

[Burning] Increase all attributes by 300% for 10 minutes. After use, trigger the dying
buff, all potions are invalid, all healing skills are invalid, and recover at a rate of 10% per
hour.

In the burning state, Jin Cheng's speed reached an unprecedented level. It only took ten
seconds to get to the Ruby Tavern from where he was.

But the promulgation of the law does not require half a second. When "Songs of Gods,
Lambs, and Crows" sounded, things were a foregone conclusion.

"Ling: Kill the player k27216."

"Order: Retrieve [Mr. Crow's Feather] belonging to k27216."

"Order: From now on, the evil spirit badge will be promulgated..."

"Tangcuo!"

Ten seconds later, Jin Cheng appeared on the roof of Ruby Tavern, across a long street
from Tang Cuo, and looked across. He opened his eyes full of anger and panic, panting,
staring at Tangcuo dyingly.

For the first time, Tang Cuo saw the thing "panic" in his eyes.

Because Tang Cuo had already begun to lighten, his body became transparent, and an
irresistible force was depriving him of vitality. He watched Jin Cheng open his mouth
and could not even make a sound.

In the distance, Wen Xiaoming got down from the magic broom, rolled around in a
tumbling motion on the ground, climbed up in a hurry, and ran forward with a trembling
lips.
"How could this be, how could this be..." He spoke unconsciously while running, and
even forgot to ride the magic broom again.

There was an uproar in the whole area of ​Yongye City.

Everyone knows who k27216 is, Tang Cuo, Jin Cheng's teammate, and the strongest
dark horse. But Lin Yandong even slapped him directly with a piece of music, and even
took away his resurrection props. This is to make him die cleanly.

Someone couldn't help but recall the situation of Lin Yandong on the day when he
reached the top of the blacklist.

In this short few seconds, Tang Cuo, who was in the middle of the storm and should
have been the most panicked, had already figured out the cause and effect of the
matter-Lin Yandong was killing him for the first movement.

On the premise of not slaughtering the gods, the book "Sicily Fairy Tales" has been
abandoned. Is there anything else in Tangcuo that can affect Lin Yandong or even
Yongye City?

Only the No. 1 movement that the Divination Master has repeatedly mentioned to him
can be exchanged for the No. 1 movement of God's gift!

In an instant, Tang Cuo figured out the key. Too late to be angry, too late to sorrow,
before he completely disappeared, he directly pulled out the [nightingale] ring on his
finger and threw it at Jin Cheng.

"Next!" he shouted.

He stared at Jin Cheng without blinking, even if the other party could not hear him, he
would still shout.

The ring traversed the air, and the luster of the moon flashed in the dark night.
But Jin Cheng still cares about the country of Yueyin and Yongye City, he only knows
that Tang Cuo is going to die. His eyes were split, and he struggled towards Tang Cuo,
trying to pull him out of the light, but only saw Tang Cuo's mouth open and closed.

"The roses are from me!" he shouted loudly.

The rose from your grave is from me.

The red rose represents love.

In area a, Lin Yandong and Miao Qi were sitting opposite each other to taste tea.

Lin Yandong was barefoot and his shirt was wide open, which meant that he was a little
bit of a wave. Hearing the noise outside, he smiled and said, "You are so cruel."

Miao Qi smiled, slowly making tea, and did not speak. There was a lot of noise outside,
but it was quiet inside, and a scent of sweetness came from the courtyard.

Suddenly, Lin Yandong sideways looked out, and said: "The kid who is good at space
magic is here again. The murderer is you, but you always let me bear the blame. This
sale is not cost-effective."

Miao Qi: "The talented ones work hard, don't they?"

Hearing the words, Lin Yandong snorted coldly, raised his hand and attacked to stop
Leng Miao who had ripped open the space. Leng Miao was furious, "Lin, Yan, Dong!"

The system broadcast continues:

"...All interested parties can go to the game lobby to collect it. Once you receive it, you
will be at your own risk."

"Law was born in time--"

This last effective word "effect" was stuck, and "Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows"
came to an abrupt end.
Miao Qi frowned, Leng Miao frowned as well, Lin Yandong raised his eyebrows playfully,
looking out at the deep night sky outside the house. Three seconds later, "Ding!" the
familiar bell sound broke the silence.

The singing flowed again.

"The eighth movement was detected, holder player k27288."

"The decree is approved within the prescribed authority and takes effect immediately."

"We will broadcast the whole area below."

k27288? Who? !

Yongye City fell into a bigger trance of consternation, a heart like riding a roller coaster,
suddenly up and down, did not know what would happen next second.

Leng Miao suddenly remembered that the number k27288, which is very similar to Tang
Cuo, seemed to come from the lucky boy who always tweeted. What is he called? Leng
Miao couldn't remember it again.

"Order: Dismiss the first and second laws of the tenth movement."

"Order: Kill player a28377 and take back all its resurrection items."

"Order: Change the time limit for triggering mandatory tasks from one week to half a
month."

"The decree takes effect immediately."

Lin Yan's east face suddenly showed a strange smile, "Is this me doing it again?"

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Chi Yan was so nervous that his brain was hypoxic.

If it were not for Peng Mingfan to remind him at the right time, he would have no time to
come up with the third decree, and he would roar and let Mr. Crow hurry to promulgate.

so close.

Fortunately, it caught up.

God knows how dumb his head was when he heard the system saying that he wanted
to kill Tang Cuo just after he made a copy. Fortunately, he didn't lose his mind because
of confusion, and quickly pulled out the eighth movement.

Mr. Crow appeared, and he smiled when he heard the law he was about to issue.

You have to ask Mr. Crow, who does Tang Cuo and Lin Yandong hate more?

That must be Lin Yandong!

Mr. Raven passed it without saying a word, and even looked at Chi Yan much better. He
doesn't hate good luck guys, as long as he is willing to play a good copy, then they are
all good players.

As for why Chi Yan got the No. 8 movement, he had to talk about it half an hour ago.

Half an hour ago, in a copy of Taoyuan Town, a fierce battle was coming to an end.

Chi Yan, Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan were all scarred, the prepared props were almost
exhausted, most of the skills also entered cooling, and one and a half of the three fell.
As for why it is one and a half, because Peng Mingfan has lost his ability to act, and
Qian Wei has 30% of his life left, but he is not drugged.

Chi Yan also has only one bottle of medicine left. He can give it to Qian Wei, but he
doesn't. Instead of dragging everyone here, it is better to concentrate on one person.

"Awei, you take Peng Peng first, and I'll make the decision." Chi Yan soon made a
decision.

"How can that be done? If you stayed as a hero, wouldn't I just hit it just now?" Qian
Wei's blood was all over his face, and one arm was still broken because of the lack of
treatment. He grinned his teeth.

"Just let me be yours, I'm younger than you." Chi Yan glanced at Peng Mingfan, who
had fallen into a coma, and said: "Besides there is Peng Peng, you have to take him
out. Otherwise, he will find himself when he wakes up After entering the Qingye
procedure, it was too miserable..."

Between the speeches, only a few enemies remained close to this side.

Both sides are already at the end of the crossbow, and the few people walked in
uncoordinated limbs like zombies, but still people can not relax their vigilance. The
battle mode of Yongye City is that you will never know who will kill the deer until the last
moment.

Fortunately, most players have been successfully rescued, and under the adjustment of
Peng Mingfan, each of them took exactly the right number of blocks and successfully
cleared the customs. The mouse's name is easy to use. Few people dare to play tricks
and take the number of blocks to run away immediately. Although there is no "thank
you", at least there is no hindrance.

As for the enemies in front of them, they are among the most ruthless and powerful
players. One of them was the "warrior" that Peng Mingfan had encountered in the mall.
He thought he had been ruthlessly played by a mouse. He could clearly pass the
customs and leave. He still had to stay and kill him before he left.
"Go!" Chi Yan clenched his fists and stared at the samurai with fate, but said to Qian
Wei behind him, "Do you want Peng Peng to die here too?!"

Qian Wei gritted his teeth, he couldn't do anything that left his companion, but Peng
Peng was also his companion, and he was saved.

"Let's go!" Chi Yan shouted back, then rushed out with his unicorn arms waving.

At this moment, Chi Yan's voice was inexplicably deterrent, and his eyes were firm
enough to make Qian Wei tremble. Holding his breath, he finally compromised, carrying
Peng Mingfan with his active hand, and quickly retreated towards the Grand Theatre.

It is only four or five hundred meters away from the Grand Theatre, separated by two
grids. The enemy saw them retreat and immediately separated three people to pursue.

How could Chi Yan catch them up, kneel on one knee, and hit the ground with a punch,
"Waves!"

As a secondary two teenager, Chi Yan still likes to shout out the name of the move.
Regardless of whether the moves are useful or not, at least you can't lose momentum, it
is best to scare the other party to kneel and call dad.

The armor armguard in his right hand had been broken, and he hit with a fist, bleeding
the phalanx. But fortunately, the effect was excellent. With a unreserved blow from Chi
Yan, a powerful shock wave rushed under the ground, and all the tiles were cracked.
The three players who chased Qian Wei were directly knocked to the ground. .

Cracked bricks hit them, causing them to spit out blood.

This is not counted, Chi Yan threw the last prop again-[Paper Plane]

The paper-made airplanes seem to have no attack power. But when it crossed the top
of the head and struck a beautiful arc before the three people, the attack was no less
than a real aircraft explosion.
"Boom--" The two were blown up, and one of the bodies was directly blown into two
pieces.

Chi Yan's back was also slashed by the samurai at this time. He patronized the three
men and stopped trying to defend himself. He stumbled to the ground, tumbled away
from the samurai sword that followed, and endured the pain to draw out the potion.

The health is instantly full, but it continues to decline at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Chi Yan didn't know how long he could last, his blood-stained eyes stung unbearably,
and even blurred. But he saw that Qian Wei was carrying Peng Mingfan and finally
reached the steps leading to the Grand Theater. Qian Wei couldn't help but look back at
him and yelled his name.

"Chi Yan!"

Chi Yan feels that his name is a good name, there is fire and water, so every time he
introduces to people, he always praises himself as "full of fire and fire".

"Chi Yan, get up!"

Qian Wei shouted anxiously, but he couldn't go back.

Chi Yan heard his cries and finally got up from the ground, gritting his teeth to start the
unicorn arm. Ou Huang's aura shrouded, [crit] [high hit rate] let him avoid the samurai
knife dangerously and dangerously, punching him on the bridge of his nose.

"Bang!" The samurai was beaten out by him, and his nose was crooked.

The remaining two enemies looked shocked and couldn't help but retreat. I only blamed
Chi Yan for being too evil, and I didn't see how powerful he was, but he couldn't die, and
he was always countered by him at a critical moment.

Seeing that the samurai was hit with a punch, the two looked at each other, and they
turned against the water temporarily.
The samurai must also have a sufficient number of blocks. They killed the samurai and
robbed him of the blocks, at least to ensure customs clearance. They are not as sad as
samurai, they must kill the mice.

The sudden fight in the nest gave Chi Yan a chance to breathe. But the warrior was
really strong, and he made a big move under anger, and then solved the two by three
times, five times, and two.

The two corpses fell, the samurai moved his shoulders, and the bloodthirsty gaze turned
back to Chi Yan again, pointing to the front of the blade, "You are dead."

This is the mouse, a veritable mouse, killing people like numbness and madness.

At the entrance of the Grand Theater, Qian Wei jumped out of his throat. He was about
to support it, and Peng Mingfan on his back was also declining, but he dared not go,
fearing that he would never see Chi Yan again.

But he can't help with anything now.

"Chi Yan!" He could only call his name hoarsely.

The warrior moved, striding meteorically with a knife and chopping towards Chi Yan.

Chi Yan stumbled around and ran away, but did not run in the direction of the Grand
Theater. But in fact, he just didn't have the number of grids. When he allocated the grids
just now, he lied about the numbers and gave all the extra grids to Qian Wei and Peng
Mingfan. He had planned for a long time, he wanted to stay.

He didn't want Qian Wei to see it.

Maybe he could leave after killing the warrior, but he really couldn't move, and he didn't
know how many wounds he had all over his body. The organs inside seemed to be torn
apart, and once he stopped, I was afraid he would never stand up again.

"Chi Yan, come here! Come here!" Qian Wei hissed, tears raging.
The more he shouted, the stronger the smile on the samurai's mouth.

Chi Yan finally fell to the ground, and the samurai held up his long sword, slashing it
across his head.

"Poof--" It was the samurai who was stabbed.

Qian Wei stunned as a corpse on the ground suddenly climbed up, rushed towards the
samurai, and stabbed him hard with a dagger. The whole samurai was slammed, and
the knife stopped on Chi Yan's head and froze.

The next second, he seemed to have recovered suddenly, turned and roared and
chopped towards the man.

The roar scared the man to fall to the ground, and the dagger in his hand fell to the
ground. But this also awakened Chi Yan. He was an excited spirit, with the last effort of
his whole body, he got up and punched the wound in the heart of the samurai with a
punch.

Crit!

The samurai's eyes widened, and his heart exploded in an instant, leaving his body full
of blood, and then rushed straight into his head, causing his brain to go down instantly.

"Bang!" He opened his mouth but was speechless, falling straight.

Chi Yan gasped, his eyes darkened, but he survived anyway. Only then did he see the
man's face clearly, Qian Wei did not recognize her, but Chi Yan did.

This was the girl who used the Emperor's Aura to draw 666 grids during the ambush in
the mall.

"You...you didn't go?"

"I sent my sister away."

The girl just stabbed, her hands were shaking and her heart was shaking, but she took
a deep breath and finally expressed her meaning completely, "I see you did not leave,
stay and help you."

Chi Yan moved to cry quickly, "Thank you."

"Ding Dong." The familiar red envelope sound suddenly appeared.

Chi Yan had no energy to go, but the girl was very excited. She still remembered the
666 who was against the sky, so she got up from the ground and urged Chi Yan to take
out her mobile phone.

"Quickly, I'll help you!" the girl said, thinking he was slow, and took out the phone from
his pocket very simply. Then he held his finger and politely helped him click the red
envelope button.

Jin Guang appeared on the phone screen.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player who won the eighth movement of the twelve movements!"

Chi Yan was stunned for a while, and for a while, said: "Damn, I really am a European
emperor."

Time will switch back to now.

Chi Yan used the movement that hadn't been in his hands for ten minutes. When all the
dust settled, he collapsed on the ground and thought about life. Turning his head, he
found that Qian Wei was also on the ground, and the two brothers and brothers held
each other's hands, tears in their eyes.

Of the three, Peng Mingfan, who was awakened after being comatose, was the best. He
bypassed the two humanoids on the ground, poured himself a glass of water slowly, and
prepared to go out to buy medicine.
"You have a good rest and don't run around. The hot water is on the table. Eat some
cereal first when you are hungry. I will be back soon."

Peng Mingfan's rare gentleness even made Chi Yan want to call him a mother.

The official pharmacy of Yongye City is not far from the residence. Peng Mingfan bought
the medicine but did not rush back. What Chi Yan and Qian Wei didn't think about for a
moment, he thought about it-the tenth movement originally had a master.

Now the movement reappears, only because the original owner was killed by Lin
Yandong. Although Chi Yan had already fought against the generals and slaughtered
Lin Yandong, Peng Mingfan was still not at ease.

Not to mention that Lin Yandong has no followers. With so many players in Yongye City,
there is no guarantee that no one will follow his behavior. And today, the number
k27288, I am afraid that the entire Yongye City is known to everyone.

Thinking of this, Peng Mingfan immediately found An Ning.

With respect to Tochi Yan's relationship, Peng Mingfan also met this young lady, she
has connections and can help contact Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng. After briefly explaining
the situation on their side, Peng Mingfan decided to take Qian Wei and Chi Yan to
upgrade to Area D immediately. The reward from the copy of "Taoyuan Town" was
extremely rich, and the upgrade was more than enough.

Peng Mingfan is busy moving here, while Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo are still staying at
Ruby Tavern. Wen Xiaoming finally arrived. When he entered the door, he saw Jin
Cheng's dark face, and he felt a little stunned.

"Boss, Boss, is Tang okay?"

"What do you say?" Jin Cheng smiled. [Burning] After he was in a state of near death,
but he insisted that no one could see it, so his face looked terrible. Especially the scar
on the cheek, which was full of wildness on weekdays, now became a murderous
condensation.
Wen Xiaoming only felt a chill from the tail vertebrae to the scalp. Jin Cheng looked like
a death king when his face was sullen. This smiled more like a king.

No, even the King Yan did not laugh like that.

Fortunately, at this time Wen Xiaoming finally saw Tang Cuo sitting behind him, and a
heart lifted back to his place.

However, Tang Cuo's condition at this time was not much better than that of Jin Cheng.
Although he survived, the death to life made his soul shock index soar directly to 67.
The highest value of this index is 100, 67 is already a very high value. He felt that if he
stood up and took two steps, his soul would float out of the sky.

K is also there. At the moment, the tavern is empty, with only his boss and Tang Cuo the
three guests.

When Wen Xiaoming came in, K was talking to Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng, who was in a
rage, lost his skinny mood, and a red slain death order was nailed to the table by him
with darts.

The red killing order is a license to kill players in the series, officially certified, and one
for one person. In addition, the player is not in jail, he is dead.

"I didn't expect you to have this stuff." K still felt a little wronged. "It is Lin Yandong who
wants to kill Tang Cuo. Are you threatening me?"

Jin Cheng: "Today's events tell me that the biggest fault I made after entering Yongye
City was that I didn't kill Lin Yandong in time. A poisonous snake doesn't need to judge
how poisonous he is. If he kills in time, he will never suffer any trouble."

"Don't you just want to collect Lin Yandong's information from me?" K smiled and put
down the glass in his hand, said: "Lin Yandong's election is not good, but I want to kill
Tang Cuo on my site, if I don't say anything , I'm sorry for his kindness. Do you know
what the Badger Badge is?"
Article 3 of the decree issued a badge of evil spirits, all players can go to the game
lobby to collect.

Without any haste, k continued: "The evil spirit badge, as the name implies, is just
asking you to be a ghost. It allows you to switch between human and ghost."

Wen Yan, Tang Cuo, who has been meditating for a long time, suddenly sharpened his
eyes, "Can you enter the "Trial of the World" game if you are a ghost?"

"It seems you guessed it." K looked at his eyes with a meaningful meaning, ""The World
Trial Game", this is the only journey in life. Players who have left can't enter, just like a
long person. It will never be possible to return to childhood when you are in the queen. If
you want to go back, you can only abandon your identity and be a ghost."

As he said, his words became lighter again, "But the regular passage between Yongye
City and the world will only open in July and a half every year, which is what you call the
ghost festival. The passage has every year, the evil spirit badge It’s not. Whether you
can go back to it depends on the player’s own character."

Jin Cheng smiled without anger, "Then we have to thank Lin Yandong?"

Wen Xiaoming pinched his fingers, "There is... a week away from the Ghost Festival?!"

k: "Yeah, at that time, there will be a grand scene of a hundred ghosts walking in the
world. Humans have had ghost legends since ancient times, sad and sad, and strange,
I can tell you with certainty, that is not fake, it is Really."

Those ghosts are the players of Yongye City.

Tang Cuo was unmoved, and his expression was even colder. "The badge of evil spirits,
ghosts are evil spirits, where is the beauty?"

K chuckled, Yu Guang glanced at Jin Cheng, "Your boyfriend, clever is really clever, and
the scenery is also really scenery. It is clear to give you a chance to go back to see your
loved ones, let you have a dream, why not? Breaking it out soon? Uh, the truth is
unflattering most of the time. Even if it turns out that you are right, the players of Yongye
City will not thank you for it."

Tang Cuo's expression remained the same, "Yongye City has had similar cases before,
right?"

"Yeah." K smiled deeper, "That was a long, long time ago, and maybe only an old player
like Lin Yandong would know. Someone gave out the badge of evil spirits, and he went
back, but he lost his sense of being human. And emotion, so he killed his family who
was still alive—all killed."

Wen Xiaoming gasped.

K continued to say: "When he returns to Yongye City, restores his reason, and sees his
family who also came to Yongye City, he is crazy."

Wen Xiaoming covered her mouth, nobody spoke in the whole tavern, it was terrible
quiet. He suddenly thought of the system broadcast. No wonder, no wonder the system
has to add a sentence of "at your own risk" after the decree of the evil spirit badge,
which is really terrible.

For a long time, Jin Cheng narrowed his eyes, "Lin Yandong was clearly unbearable
before, but now he suddenly shot, are you afraid that we will dismiss it again with other
movements?"

k: "Because of its particularity, the evil spirit badge is easy to promulgate, but it is
difficult to cancel unless you can get the No. 1 movement. Moreover, no matter what
you do in this world, there are risks.

The thing went around again and clicked, forming a complete closed loop.

"What about Yan Yun? If he didn't slaughter God, what did Lin Yandong release Yan
Yun for?" Tang Cuo asked.
"Yanyun has a golden rattle, which is a spiritual prop that can be used to guard against
ghosts. Lin Yandong got it, but he didn't have the mental control ability of Yanyun to
match the rattle." Then, k suddenly remembered What happened, there was a trace of
recollection in his eyes.

He poured another glass of wine and pushed it in front of Tang Cuo. "On the white list,
your sword of arbitration is now ranked third, but do you know what the second is?"

Tang Cuo said with a deep voice: "Knock Heart Bell."

"Yes, knocking the heart bell is Yanyun's golden rattle. It is the only player in the top ten
of the white list. The player's own weapon. This was originally tailored for Yanyun, so it
is only in his hand. Only by knocking the heart bell will it work its best."

The words fell, and the pub was silent again.

Tang Cuo frowned deeply. If Lin Yandong is just to go back, then follow the path of Rong
Yi. Born with memory, reborn for a lifetime, and then returned to Yongye City, more at
ease.

But he was not partial. He retrieved Yan Yun and issued the Badge Badge.

Tang Cuo can guess that Rong Yi's method must not be suitable for most players,
because it can make people reborn with memories, either meet certain conditions, or
hold certain props, are all encountered and not sought.

Lin Yan's East Africa wants to pull everyone into the water, then Tangcuo can only
temporarily consider him an extreme terrorist. Faced with this type of person, you don't
need to think about his motives, you don't need to understand his story, just kill him.

Kill him and stop him.

At this time, Wen Xiaoming raised his hand and stared at the three big men in front of
him. He was very confident and asked: "Well, you said so much... Wasn't Lin Yandong
killed by Chi Yan?"
Tang Cuo asked: "I can live, why can't Lin Yandong?"

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Tang Cuo did not think that Lin Yandong was dead, because Yan Yun also had a skill to
win the house. Wen Xiaoming told him before that Yan Yun had lost Miao Qi, but is this
really the case?

not necessarily.

But Tangcuo is Tangcuo. Over 99% of the players in Yongye City can only see the
surface. In their view, Lin Yandong is dead. Especially when players in the game lobby
found that Lin Yandong's number disappeared from the Red List and Black List, they
became more determined.

They ran around and told them that they felt more absurd than panic and fear. It was as
if I had just watched a black and white comic play. The majestic **oss had just debuted
and was slayed by a passerby who had somehow jumped out.

k27288, few people know that this is Chi Yan who has appeared around Jin Cheng and
Tang Cuo several times. Even if someone knows the existence of Chi Yan, it is difficult
to match people with numbers.
Lin Yandong’s death was shrouded in a thick cloud of suspicion. Countless people
spontaneously began searching for "k27288", and the sound of discussion flooded the
entire game hall.

"Lin Yandong is dead, won't Jincheng be the only one in Yongye City in the future, who
would dare to fight against him?"

"How do I feel that this is particularly strange today..."

"Anyway, it's okay to have a little chat with me. They fight whatever they like."

"Who is this k27288? Judging from the number, is it a newcomer?"

"Is it Jin Cheng's trap, waiting for Lin Yandong to drill in?"

"I still can't believe it, Lin Yandong died like that..."

"..."

There are many opinions.

Because of Lin Yandong's consistently low profile, his image in the player's mind is
mostly positive. Even if this time he took carelessly against Tang, he killed Tang Cuo,
what does it matter to others.

The gradually out-of-control public opinion was cut off with a cry of exclamation.

"Come and see! That evil spirit badge can really be received, this is, this is the key to
the world!!!"

At the moment when the decree was promulgated, players with good deeds searched
for traces of evil spirit badges in the game lobby. After searching for a long time, I finally
found a new twister in the middle of the doll machine and the lucky turntable.

As long as it costs ten points, you can buy a Gacha, which contains the Badge Badge.
After getting the badge, the player can view its specific description on the system panel.
【Goblin Badge】

Category: Equipment

Quality: Advanced

Description: Players wearing this badge can switch between the two states of human
and ghost, and go to the world as a "ghost" on July 15th of the lunar calendar. Don't be
afraid, people have different paths and the consequences are at your own risk.

Another sentence is "at your own risk." For Yongye City, it is already a very serious
warning. Occasionally, one or two people who have no concern in the world and are
more afraid of ghosts can be keenly aware of the hidden dangers here, but no matter
how they remind them, most players will not be able to hear it.

Countless people flocked to the twister machine, and even had a fight because of the
push. The entire game hall was in a mess, and reason was left behind.

What is Lin Yandong and what is Tangcuo does not matter at this time.

And when the players in the game lobby robbed the badge, Leng Miao's figure fell out of
the space crack and fell heavily on the street. He got up from the ground, covering the
bleeding wound on his arm, and the whole person was extremely embarrassed.

He looked up and saw the street sign, and then he was sure where he was. Then he
ignored the strange eyes of those around him and left quickly.

This is area b.

The eighth movement was promulgated and Lin Yandong was killed on the spot.
However, Leng Miao saw that the score was clear, and a cluster of light appeared in Lin
Yandong's body, and then his body fell, and the law came into effect immediately.

"Ding Dong."
The golden rattle made a clear sound, and Leng Miao's heart was a great alarm bell.
Before the light group approached, he immediately retreated. He had already seen the
strangeness of the rattle, and the abnormality that happened to Lin Yandong made him
doubt that this Lin Yandong was not Lin Yandong at all.

The light group is the human body, who is it?

Yanyun?

Leng Miaogang just ripped open the crack and wanted to go, so he heard the laughter
from the light group, "Aren't you looking for Yanqi? Not looking for it?"

It was this sentence that made Leng Miao pause and lost the best time to retreat. He
was dragged into a fierce battle immediately, the other side played two fights and one,
obviously one of them was the soul body, but by virtue of mental attack alone, Leng
Miao suffered a big loss.

Miao Qi is also very evil. After a few strokes, Leng Miao finally understood, "You are Lin
Yandong!"

Lin Yandong smiled gently, even if the shot was a killing move, but there was still no
trace of killing intent from his peaceful face. He even wore Miao Qi's iconic red scarf,
which made Leng Miao curse "shamelessly".

"If you want to save Rongyi, then use Tangcuo to change it." Lin Yandong raised his
hand, and the beads on his wrists glowed with golden light. The next second, the words
engraved on the bead came out and instantly zoomed in on Leng Miao's chest.

Leng Miao blocked it with an air barrier, but couldn't stop it at all. If he was hit hard in the
chest, he vomited blood violently. Although Lin Yandong started fiercely, he didn't seem
to want to kill him, giving Leng Miao a chance to escape through the cracks in the
space.

"Cough, cough..." Leng Miao leaned on the lamppost, his face ugly.
He did not believe Yan Yun and Lin Yandong, but if Rong Yi was not in their hands,
where would they be? Yan Yun is even Rong Yi's brother, can he really do it?

As for letting him kill Tang Cuo...

Leng Miao's lips squeezed, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes. When he finally
recovered, he immediately tore open the crack and left area b.

In the villa in Area A, Lin Yandong sat in the rubble after the battle, flicked the glass
fragments on the coffee table, continued the unfinished action just now, and poured the
tea into the purple sand tea cup.

He leaned over and said, "This is what you said, don't give me a branch outside the
festival?"

The light group drifted past, "You left me with such a broken arm body, you can't walk
around the districts at will, I can't find myself a good one?"

"So you just found your brother?"

"Miao Qi is no worse than his brother."

Lin Yandong smiled and did not speak again.

"In seven days, how many people do you think will receive the badge?" Yan Yun asked.

"A lot." Lin Yandong looked at the heat rising in the cup and said, "Tangcuo and Jin
Cheng can certainly see through the dangers inside, but you can't stop someone from
saying-I just go back and take a look. Whoever blocks them, they are their enemies.
You save people thousands of times, but they do not meet their hatred of persuasion."

You seem to be talking about yourself.

Yan Yun was hiding in the light group, and Lin Yandong couldn't see his own expression
and looked at him unscrupulously. For a long time, he tentatively asked: "Did you find
that your soul is crippled?"
Lin Yandong: "Oh, is it."

Yan Yun: "What have you lost?"

Lin Yandong rubbed the beads on his wrist and continued to stare at the tea, muttering
to himself, "What have you lost...?"

He remembered a copy of "Broken Down" ten years ago.

"I said that I used to be a good person and saved countless people. Do you believe it?"
Lin Yandong asked him.

Yan Yun did not immediately answer, believe or not, how could this be easily spoken.
Lin Yandong smiled, and then asked again: "I said I lost my goodness, do you believe
it?"

Yan Yun did not answer, he felt there was a third question.

Sure enough, Lin Yandong asked again: "I said it wasn't thrown by myself, do you
believe it?"

Three problems make Yan Yun fall into contemplation. But Lin Yandong didn't wait for
his answer at all. He took a sip of the tea cup and frowned.

The tea is a bit cold and the temperature is wrong.

"Wow." Lin Yandong dumped the tea casually, neatly.

"Since Rong Yi is in your hands, have you found the second movement?"

"This time it's my turn to ask if you believe it or not, I didn't find the second movement
on him."

"No? It seems that your brother is also guarding you."

"Ah."
Where is the second movement?

Leng Miao can answer this question. After tearing open the crack, he did not go to Tang
Cuo, but returned to his residence in Area A. He wanted to come back and get
something. But when he entered the door, he found that someone had sent a letter to
himself through the post office.

The sender is Rong Yi.

Seeing the name, Leng Miao opened it immediately, and saw the second movement in
it. Not only the second movement, but also the seventh, the two movements are
stacked neatly with a sticky note in between.

[Don’t be impulsive. If I don’t come back, listen to Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo.

Also, I don’t know if I told you that you are my best friend. 】

Seeing this last word, Leng Miao held the note tightly, and his face was blue. He had
never thought of going to kill Tang Cuo. He was used by Lin Yandong once, how could
there be a second time.

"Who wants you to talk?" Leng Miao was angry, but he didn't know who was angry. He
took a deep breath, then took a deep breath, and finally couldn't help but hit the wall
with a punch.

"Fuck." He whispered in a whisper, and then turned to area C.

For the hotel in Area C, Tangcuo and Jin Cheng have to take a break, and they have to
set off again.

For today's plan, only the No. 1 movement is available. The Badge Badge is issued by
the game lobby, even if you kill Lin Yandong a thousand times, it will not help. The time
was too tight, leaving them only seven days, so they didn’t even have time to confirm
Lin Yandong’s death.
But Wen Xiaoming looked at them with a ugly face, worried and restless, "How long do
you come back when you are full, how do you go in this state? And four copies of seven
days of customs clearance, or a difficult hidden copy. The more dangerous, we can
think of something else—"

"Impossible, I have to do it." Jin Cheng interrupted him.

"but--"

"No, but I still have family members in this world." Jin Cheng's tone was firm, "I have,
you have, Lily also. Although I miss them, I don't want them to come to Yongye City to
reunite with me. Moreover, Even if there is no badge of evil spirits, we have to get the
No. 1 movement as soon as possible, so as to avoid future troubles."

Ten times in one effort.

Wen Xiaoming understands this truth. He also wants to protect others as much as he
can, but he wants to protect what he sees. And k's words even made Wen Xiaoming
feel suffocated, even if they protected all people in nine lives, would the people of
Yongye City be grateful to them? No, I haven't tasted the bad results, they will always
complain about your multi-tasking.

In the past few years since coming to Yongye City, has Wen Xiaoming seen similar
things rarely?

Even more, if Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng have an accident, those who are protected may
never know what someone has done for them in secret. The world is still full of singing
and dancing, and Yongye City is still like that. People will be buried in the dust of history
within three years.

No one will remember.

But Wen Xiaoming knew that he could not convince Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng was always a
villain, but he was a soldier in his heart. In a hurry, Wen Xiaoming turned his eyes to
Tangcuo.
Tang Cuo answered him calmly.

After seeing their interaction, Jin Cheng finally had a smile on his face. He leaned his
arms against the wall, and Yu Guang glanced at Tang Cuo, saying, "Your brother Tang
has just proposed to me, and I haven't agreed to him. Of course he has to listen to me.
You beg him, it's useless."

Tang Cuo: "?"

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow. "Did you give me the nightingale? Isn't that a proposal?"

Tang Cuo: "..."

Wen Xiaoming opened his mouth, wondering if he should be shocked by Jin Cheng’s
shame, or should continue to discourage him. At this time Jin Cheng said again: "It's
time for marriage proposal, I'm going, your Tang brother must also go, you have to die
together. Do you know what this is called? It's called love."

No, your martyrdom.

"Then I will go with you."

"What are you going to do? When you are a light bulb? Who are you looking at the
Yongye City? Lin Yandong in case of death, and in case of trouble, who will go up?
Although you are a little weak, but the key moment is still useful."

I'm going to hit you!

Wen Xiaoming was almost crying when he said it, but he also knew that Jin Cheng was
completely relieved by saying these things. In the end, the trust in Jin Cheng still
overwhelmed the inner panic. Wen Xiaoming nodded and turned out all the props on his
body.

Regardless of whether it is useful or useless, finished or semi-finished products, he

piled it in front of the two of them in a hurry, and seized the time to explain the usage.
At this time, just forty-five minutes after the promulgation of the movement, a long
dragon lined up in front of the game machine in the game hall.

Players who came to receive the evil spirit badges were so dense that they couldn't see
their heads at a glance. Look carefully, there are still a lot of players in the crowd, and
the black hat is a blessing. The players can also enter the copy, and naturally they can
also enter the "Trial of the World" game. The more people gather, the more the voice of
discussion radiates from the game hall to the entire Yongye City, and there is no
stopping trend.

Tang Cuo stood by the window and looked for a while, but he was thinking k in his head.
This man is even more mysterious than Lin Yandong. He is everywhere, but he has no
interest in it.

Not right, he got a crimson story.

story……

Tang Cuo recalled Wen Xiaoming's words about the gods, "I think introducing k to him
will make them good friends." The speaker has no intention of listening to the listener
intentionally. Is there any connection between k and the gods?

The deeper he thought, the deeper he was until Jin Cheng called him.

"Go?" he asked back.

"Go." Jin Cheng answered.

Such brevity and simplicity made Wen Xiaoming sigh again, not because the family did
not enter the family. If everyone finally had the luck to survive, Wen Xiaoming must
personally host the wedding for them, and bound their love story into a book dedicated
to Lilith.
At this time, just after twelve o'clock, Jin Cheng temporarily returned the ring to Tang
Cuo, or he would open the copy. But when Tang Cuo's hand just touched the ring, a
sudden bell sounded suddenly over Yongye City.

Because the sound was too quick, the sound became a film, more like an alarm bell.

"Warning! warning!"

"An unknown error has been detected in the copy "Eternal Oasis" and it has spread to
other copies. The mission wall is now closed. Please pay attention to all players-cut off
the access between Yongye City and all copies immediately."

"What!?" Wen Xiaoming was so surprised that most of his body protruded out of the
window, only to see a huge golden bell appearing above the Yongye City, and the
treasure light was opened in the open mouth.

At this moment, everyone is looking up at the bell. Lin Yandong and Yan Yun in Zone A,
Leng Miao on the way to Zone C, Chi Yan Trio, K and Xiao Tong who have just
upgraded to Zone D, are no exceptions.

Even Mr. Crow almost fell off the roof in astonishment, "What's going on?! This group of
**** players, what did the great Mr. Crow do!"

He was so angry that he rushed into the copy for the first time, but after the passage
was closed, even it was trapped in the Yongye City.

The broadcast of the system did not stop.

"During the passage closure, in order to make up for the losses of players, Yongye City
will open the celebration mode."

"Please prepare all players for the carnival!"

"Wish you a happy life!"

The voice fell, and the golden bell “ding——” shook left and right, just like the
much-anticipated lottery moment, countless ribbons sprayed down.

In the night city, the lights were bright.

Through the sudden light, everyone saw the gift box mixed in the ribbon.

It was like a Christmas gift, wrapped in colored paper, tied with red ribbons, big and
small, round and square, accompanied by a cheerful celebration melody, a hill of gifts
was piled up in the central area directly below the bell.

"People! There are people!" Wen Xiaoming quickly took out the telescope in a cry from
the distance. Looking closer, a funny clown in a circus costume jumped out of the bell.

He looked like a diving athlete. After a beautiful flip, he landed on the towering gift hill,
opened his hands and lifted his chest, and raised a big smile, "surprise!!!"

Wen Xiaoming gasped, "Damn, did the npc in the copy come out?"

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Wen Xiaoming was right, the npc in the copy entered Yongye City, and there was more
than one clown on the mountain of gifts.
A girl selling flowers suddenly appeared on the cold street in the night, wearing a floral
headscarf, and timidly said to everyone passing by: "Good brother and sister, buy one of
my flowers."

In the window on the street, there were more zombies wearing fashionable ripped
pants. They lined up neatly, with a pair of eyes staring at passers-by, and under the
green led searchlight above their heads, their eyes were full of friendship and
innocence.

The curious player opened the window and looked out, and a green-skinned monster
with a harazi hung upside down from the window and met him.

"Ahhhhhhh!" The screams after another, but still could not cover the music of the
celebration.

Jin Cheng listened carefully and said, "This is the tone-changing version of "Songs of
Gods, Lambs and Crows."

"I said why it sounds so creepy!" Wen Xiaoming rubbed the goose bumps on his arm,
and then regretted: "Now the channel is cut off, what can I do if I can't get the No. 1
movement? I knew I didn't just Pulling you all to say so much, it won't be like this one
minute earlier."

Tang Cuo frowned, but his voice remained calm, "We will be trapped in the copy one
minute earlier, and we will be more passive. There are four copies away from the first
movement. Once trapped, we will lose all of them."

Wen Xiaoming was stunned, and pulled a hay-like powder, then immediately
understood. They cannot enter the copy, and the people in the copy will naturally not be
able to get out, and may even be affected by what the system says is wrong.

Tang Cuo continued: "The passage is closed, which means that the road to the world is
gone. As long as this carnival can last more than seven days, the ghost festival passes,
and the evil spirit badge is naturally invalid."
"Yes, that's right!" Wen Xiaoming was suddenly cheerful, isn't that the truth!

Just now I was worried about it. At this moment, Wen Xiaoming's thoughts were alive,
and the difference between them was only ten seconds. Looking at the calm
appearance of the two big brothers, he couldn't help feeling that his name as a genius
was provoked.

But he firmly believes that as long as he is given two more seconds, he can come up
with it himself, but who knows that these two people are not willing to give more than
two seconds, which is really annoying.

Stunned.

When he was angry, Wen Xiaoming asked for advice with an open mind: "What shall we
do now?"

Jin Cheng: "Go outside to explore the way. Since we don't need to enter the copy for the
time being, then we have to focus all our attention on Yongye City. First, confirm the
cause of Lin Yandong's death; second, find Lengmiao; third , Xiao Tong."

Looking for Leng Miao and Xiao Tong was the original plan, but it was only mixed by Lin
Yandong. But now the situation outside is unknown, so the three did not act separately.

On the other side, Leng Miao is anxious to find someone, so he ignores the anomalies
in Yongye City. But he didn't know where Jin Cheng's new residence was. When he
went to Area E, he found that they had moved. He wanted to leave again, but suddenly
triggered the egg game.

The old lady on crutches appeared in the corridor, her hair was gray, she was wearing a
floral skirt and a gray plush shawl, her smile was kind and she couldn't help but begged
sadly,

"Good-hearted young man, my cat has been lost. Can you help find it? My poor Petty,
it's too cold tonight. She ran out in such weather and couldn't find her way home, it
should be How desperate and helpless. Good boy, can you help me? If you help me get
her back, I really don’t mind asking you to go home and sit down, my house has warm
milk and delicious curry soup , You will be satisfied."

Leng Miaozi was not afraid of an old lady, but he clearly saw a cat hair stuck in the
yellowish teeth of the old lady.

Strange horror.

Countless egg games are everywhere in Yongye City. In the villa of Lin Yandong in the a
district, the atmosphere is slightly condensed, just like the cup of tea in Lin Yandong's
hand, which has already cooled down.

Yan Yun also maintained the appearance of the soul light group, floating freely, and
there was a lot of gloating in the tone, "What do you call this? This is a loss of merit."

Who could have thought that there would be a mistake in the copy that would affect the
entire Yongye City? The timing was so coincidental. Lin Yandong had calculated that
Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng could not get the No. 1 movement in seven days. Even for
insurance, they slaughtered Tang Cuo with the movement, but they were not allowed to
do so.

But Yan Yun thought it was just an accident, it was simply a matter of luck. Lin Yandong
knew that it was not. There was a necessity in this accident.

Simulated sandbox series "Eternal Oasis", this is also an egg game.

Looking at the entire Yongye City, Lin Yandong knew that he was probably the only
insider among the players. At the beginning of the crimson incident, Lin Yandong hid
behind the scenes to help, which was the sight of the "paradise plan" in the hands of the
Vaccine Research Institute.

The appearance of "Plan of Paradise" was not Lin Yandong's layout. Ji Ning, director of
the Vaccine Research Institute, was also a talented person. He got the plan in his copy,
and was accidentally known to Lin Yandong, which became Lin Yandong's pick. Chess
pieces.
Everything was as Lin Yandong expected, Ji Ning took a crimson corpse poison to
promote the park plan. And he only needs to wait for the crimson to be released, to kill
himself, he can enter the g zone and release Yanyun.

The release of Yan Yun, one is for knocking the heart bell, but the shell for the Jin Chan.

He finally killed Miao Qi.

Thinking of Miao Qi, Lin Yandong will still be a little sorry, but that is a good boy. He
covered his heart subconsciously, there was a bit of tingling there, not very obvious, but
every time he remembered the innocent expression of Miao Qi when he wanted to
"protect Mr.", there would be a tingling tingling.

Yan Yun peeped into the abnormality of Lin Yandong's expression, "Do you know
what?"

Lin Yandong recovered, put down the cold tea in his hand, and said: "The little girl of Jin
Cheng's family is just messing with me, but you, why can't you go to your younger
brother, and you can't start?"

Yan Yun: "Yeah, after all, I'm not as hard-hearted as you are."

The joke-like tone eventually dissipated in the tone-changing version of "Songs of Gods,
Lambs, and Crows". Neither of them continued to delve into this topic. The so-called
words will be lost.

Lin Yandong also lost interest in continuing to make tea, stood up and walked out of the
living room, through the flower stand in the courtyard, and walked all the way out.

I don't know if it was his illusion. After opening the celebration, the temperature of
Yongye City dropped a lot. He gathered the red scarf around his neck, breathed a sigh
of relief, and even saw white mist.

Yan Yun asked behind her in surprise: "Are you going out?"
"Yeah." Lin Yandong walked slowly, but kept walking. "After spending so much time at
home, I should go out for a walk and get active."

At the same time, in the copy of "Eternal Oasis", blasting became an eternal theme.

"Stop, stop!!!" The shouting cry shouted through the loudspeaker up to several
thousand feet, but still couldn't stop the sky from collapsing.

Pieces of data honeycomb-shaped scars appeared on the sky, densely packed, as if the
network interface after being hacked. "Warning" and "Cut off the road" system sounds
also sounded here, but the woman standing on the armored car roof, wearing goggles
and holding the walkie-talkie, like a natural saboteur, turned a deaf ear.

The direction of the barrel was adjusted to almost ninety degrees. She pedaled on the
front of the car, her long hair fluttering, and her heroism was cool, "fire!"

The armored car was running wildly, and while driving, he drew a cigarette, drew himself
and pressed the launch button, then hurriedly hit the steering wheel, and there was a
big drift.

On the endless Gobi beach, the vehicle rolled up the dust, like the earth dragon biting
towards the sunset. The sky in the distance is a vast sky, long river sunsets, deserted
and lonely smoke, it is easy to make life out of desperate feelings.

Yu Yiyi didn't really like this.

As an opportunist, he always knows how to avoid risks, and then moves forward. But
after following the mad woman Lilith, he was forced to turn into a rampage armored
warrior.

The black witch Lilith, grumpy, every day.

Look at her posture against the sky now, isn't it just day by day?
Mouth mumbled, and Yu Yiyi's hand was unambiguous. It was another sharp turn. He
slammed into a chasing car with his flanks and knocked people out of the distance. He
had to turn around in the air for three and a half weeks before landing.

"Bang--" The car exploded.

Yu spit out one cigarette at a time, quite a bit lonely in life. After a while, he picked up
the intercom and said, "Grandma, you take it easy, and Ji Ning will come with a bomber
later."

Lilith asked back: "Don't you say destroy this space, can we go out?"

Yu Yiyi was questioned a little bit, "Isn't that the system cut the path again?"

In Yu Yiyi's inference, the so-called paradise plan is a bug in the card system. "Eternal
Oasis" is an egg game with no time limit, players can freely build their ideal home here,
but what exactly is an ideal home? There is no standard answer at all, so players can
never pass customs and stay here forever.

Is this a bug in the card?

Since it is a bug, it is possible to be fixed.

"Eternal Oasis" is an egg game triggered in the copy. It is a copy of the copy, which is
equivalent to two layers of shells. Break a layer, there is a layer, they are still in the
copy. After returning to the original copy, they can find a way to clear the customs and
leave.

Violent destruction, this is also no way. Although there are certain risks, it is still worth a
try.

But it seems that it will be successful. I don't know where there is a problem. The
system cuts off the passage and they can't get out. Thinking like this, a rumbling sound
came from above his head, and Ji Ning really drove the bomber.
Yu shouted one by one, feeling that his recent European Emperor's aura was really
getting weaker and weaker, and there was a vague trend towards crow mouth.

How did it happen.

Under the bombardment of the sky, Lilithly turned back into the car and asked, "What
about your planb?"

Yu flicked the soot one by one, "planb is to kill Ji Ning, you come to be the head of a
new human, this is called a circuitous route."

"Eternal Oasis" is an apocalyptic copy. Ji Ning used an improved version of the crimson
corpse poison to turn it into wasteland, and used "Angel One" extracted from Lilith as a
detoxification vaccine, mastering the most precious in the world. Resources, he stands
at the top of the world.

Kill Ji Ning and let Lilith, the carrier of "Angel One," go directly to the top, at least to be
able to put the world in your hands first.

Lilith said nothing, "Got it."

The Trial Game of Life Chapter 193:

Celebration (2)
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In Yongye City, Tangcuo, Jin Cheng and Wen Xiaoming are walking on the deserted
streets of Area C.
This street is just behind the hotel, surrounded by lots of residential areas. It shouldn't
have been so deserted, but most players were attracted to the game hall by the evil
spirit badge, and a small number were trapped in the copy. The rest are scattered, I do
not know if I hid in the room or where I went.

The houses on both sides of the street are facing the street. Because the area c
belongs to the high-end area, small townhouses have appeared. Wen Xiaoming looked
at the street sign, "Shell Street? Baker Street? Since the npcs ran out from the copy,
then there should be various missions triggered in Yongye City... will there be homicides
here?"

Tang Cuo looked up at the second floor of No. 12 Shell Street on the left hand side,
where the window was half open, revealing a figure of suicide. Looking at the doorway
at No. 13 diagonally opposite, the half-blooded body had just crawled out and whistled
when he saw Tang Cuo.

He took another two steps back.

On the 11th, the whole family was killed.

On the 10th, the scene of death tricks.

Number 9, the last supper.

...

This street is very long, at least one hundred and one dead methods.

"Are you interested?" Tang Cuo turned around and asked.

Wen Xiaoming shook his head frantically. How could he be interested in the homicide,
but he seemed to see light in Tang Cuo's eyes. Jin Cheng'er said, "These should all be
triggered by the range, don't go close."

The three then walked in the middle of the road and walked straight across the street. In
order to understand the specific situation of Yongye City and prevent the passage from
opening in advance, they still have to go to the gift mountain in the central area to find
out.

There was a bus stop in front of them, and the three of them were lucky, and it didn't
take long for them to hear the sound of the tram "ding ding, ding ding" coming from the
crossroad in front.

When the train approached, Tang Cuo saw the train crew and was still an old
acquaintance.

"Hey, see you again." The trainman was the former Teresa Teng fan in Zone f. Later, he
was promoted to Zone e to drive a motorcycle, and also carried Chi Yan.

Now I met him in the c area, it can be seen that he was promoted again.

"Why did I drive the tram again?" Jin Cheng got into the car and looked back in the car
seat. Sure enough, he saw the familiar record player again.

When the train conductor mentioned this, he turned into a black cat sergeant, and his
eyes were staring like brass bells, "You also said, who robbed my motorcycle last time,
let me eat my stomach exhausted, and finally find it, It was scrap copper and iron
scraped from the ruins."

Jin Cheng felt his nose and remembered it.

At the beginning, Tang Cuo turned into a black cat and was trapped in a black iron cage.
Fortunately, this man carried Chi Yan and arrived in time with the unlocking spell. But
Crimson made a big noise in the central area. They hurried over and rushed to the
motorcycle parked on the roadside, and left.

Later, he fought with Crimson, how could he still get a motorcycle?

"But it's the Yongyecheng car anyway, and I don't have to pay me." The trainer waved
his hand and smiled brightly again. "I got a Deng Lijun's record a few days ago, and I
will let you listen."
Although the two people were either fighting or on the way to fight every time they met,
the train crew was still quite confident about their taste.

Before long, the beautiful song began to flutter in the night sky. The singing of the
celebration went away. It no longer violently occupied the highlands, but turned into a
live band-like playing sound, faintly floating from the central area, if it was aloof.

In the sound of "ding ding, ding ding", the tram started again and took them across the
block, all the way forward.

Although the buses in all districts are not interconnected, they can all enter the central
district. Because they were sitting in the car, they avoided triggering tasks and delayed
their journeys, and they also took all the things along the way into their eyes.

The department store building with bursts of screams and the carousel that suddenly
appeared at the crossroads can only be imagined by you, but not by you. Players are
mostly cautious and don’t dare to get close easily, but today’s Yongye City is full of
traps. No one knows if you just triggered a game mission just because you stepped on a
candy.

The central area is even more lively. From afar, it looks like a hugely lit celebration site.
Inside, the figures are intertwined, laughter and music sound like a colorful ribbon,
entwining all the lights together, illuminating the sky of Yongye City.

The sky was clouded, and that was the terminal of the magic train. No one knows what
is hidden in that cloud, because no one has ever been on that train. Or someone has
been there, but no one knows.

At this moment, glowing lines dangled in the cloud, like a meteor across the sky. And
under that line, hung apple after apple.

The clouds are high, and the apples are high. But someone was holding a long, long
bamboo pole to tie the net bag, trying to take off the apple.

How long is the bamboo pole? It looks like a ladder.

"We're going in." In the reminder of the train crew, the tram plunged into the noisy
ocean.

Wen Xiaoming lay out of the window and looked out, most of him leaned out. He was
very curious about the bamboo pole that day like a ladder, but soon, everything around
him made him dizzy and could not care anymore.

"Jingle, Jingle..." The young man wearing a beret passed by on a bicycle and a tram,
and the people coming and going exclaimed to avoid.

Those who happened to turn around were men and women, wearing suits, cheongsams
and even short beatings. Coupled with the tram under the seat, in the blink of an eye,
they seemed to be driving into the old shadow of the Republic of China.

There are also many players in the crowd, which are easy to distinguish from the dress
and expression. They were stunned and kept vigilant about everything around them. On
the contrary, the NPCs were methodical.

Regardless of who they are, or their arrogance or yellow skinny skin, they seem to have
lived in this city without any violation. The identity of the aborigines and intruders
seemed to have dropped out at this time.

There is also a bus stop in front of the station. The tram stopped in front of the platform.
The lady in a dress dressed in a gentleman's suit and leather shoes got on the bus.
When passing Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, they couldn't help but glance at them more.

Tang Cuo saw her open her mouth and seemed to speak, but Jin Cheng moved faster.
He took Tang Cuo's hand to stand up, politely bowed to them, and then passed by
directly.

Wen Xiaoming saw the situation and quickly followed him. The three of them got off the
train in a hurry, and the train crew was still waving behind them, "Come and visit my
business again next time!"
The tram drove away, revealing the situation across the street. A player is sitting with
their backs to them, raising their feet and resting on a small bench, and letting the shoe
polisher shine his shoes.

But he obviously didn't wear leather shoes, but white sports shoes. Seen from the back,
instead of sitting upright, he was stiff all over. His finger joints holding the seat were
whitish and seemed to tremble slightly. Looking at his feet again, it was clearly nailed to
the bench, blood gurgling out of the shoes, staining the white upper.

The shoe-shoemaker seemed to have seen nothing. She had been devoting herself to
wiping her shoes, but the more dirty she got, the more dirty she had to wipe.

Wen Xiaoming felt pain when he looked, "What kind of ghost game is this?"

Jin Cheng shrugged, "If he is decisive enough, he should cut off his feet and leave."

This voice is not too light, and it is just within the receivable range for Yongye City
players to generally raise their hearing. After finishing the speech, the three did not stay
too much and continued to walk in the direction of Gift Hill.

"The games in the central area are a little more decent than in the other areas." Tang
Cuo said while walking.

"It's indeed more decent. The murder is hidden in a subtle place, and the blood is left in
invisible corners. Everyone is decent, and even npc has few faces to hate." Jin Cheng
said, suddenly heard a click in his ear. When he turned around, he saw a small man
with two moustache and a vintage camera smiling at him.

To be precise, it was to smile at him and Tang Cuo. He just took the camera with them
just now.

"It's very difficult to prevent." Jin Cheng concluded his speech.

Tang Cuo also looked over, and the little man made a gesture of asking, "Two
gentlemen, do you want to enter the store and sit down, so I can rinse out the photos I
just took and give them to you? Don't hide that the two said, our shop Just opened
today, and you are my first guests. I open a business and don’t charge money."

Jin Cheng: "If I say no?"

The small man's expression was embarrassed at the moment, "But I took all these
photos. The two are very photogenic. It's a pity not to take such a good photo."

At this moment, Tang Cuo shook his head at Jin Cheng. He tried it, and an invisible
barrier had been set up within a meter of them, and they could not walk out.

Jin Cheng then took out something and threw it to Wen Xiaoming, "You go first, try not
to forget to go ahead by yourself, try to find a way to join Leng Miao."

Wen Xiaoming knew the weight, so he didn't say much and nodded. Jin Cheng gave
him the quantum cloak, there is only one thing, so I didn't take it out just now.

To be on the safe side, Wen Xiaoming also put on a mask and put on the invisible
clothes, and the whole person disappeared directly in front of Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo.

"Two please." The little man said nothing about Wen Xiaoming's disappearance, and
still invited them in with a smile.

Entering the photo studio, Tang Cuo was attracted by the various cameras on the wall
behind the counter. But the strange thing is that there are so many cameras in this
shop, but the frames are all empty.

There are countless photo frames on all four sides of the four walls in the photo gallery
except for the wall behind the counter where the camera is placed, which is very
unfriendly to patients with fear.

Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes, suddenly, and seemed to feel, he looked up at the
ceiling-there were frames hanging on the ceiling, and among those frames, there was
only one photo embedded in it, and one black and white photo.
It was a girl with a ponytail and a necklace, and she smiled very standard. The
background is pure white and I can't see where it was taken.

"Choose between the two." The little man took the album from the counter and asked
them to choose the style of the photo frame, and said, "I will send it to you together.
Free, don't need money."

Tang Cuo said: "No, I will buy it."

The smile of the little man remained the same, "Guests don't have to be so polite, they
all said that they would open a business without charging money."

Tang Cuo directly took out a hundred-dollar bill and placed it on the counter, "I insist."

The little man looked at the red note and twitched his lips. In Yongye City, where the
renminbi depreciates rapidly, whether one stone can be bought for a hundred dollars is
a problem.

"The boss begs for good luck, and I wish you a prosperous business." Jin Cheng also
saw something from Tang Cuo's attitude and looked at the small man with a smile.

The little man was very kind, but finally agreed to collect the money, but after he agreed,
his attitude changed suddenly, showing three points of impatience, seven points of
indifference, and two moustache slightly upturned, showing a meanness.

"Choose it yourself." He didn't look at the red note, turned the booklet upside down, and
the photo frame album became a price list. He threw it to Tang Cuo, "Since you have to
pay, the previous one can only be invalidated and retaken once."

After finishing his speech, he turned and walked back to the counter. He scolded the
two for not knowing what to do, and tinkered with the camera equipment. Jin Cheng
shrugged and leaned his head to ask Tang Cuo: "What do you see?"
"Bulgari's necklace." Tang Cuo looked at the girl in the picture frame again. The
necklace is by no means the same age as the owner of the photo studio, so the girl in
the picture frame is not a character in the plot, but a player.

They are not the first guests in this store, the boss is lying.

If they took the photo of the boss for free, I am afraid they will become the second work
in this store and be hung on the wall. As an npc, the boss repeatedly mentioned the
word "free" twice, which is a reminder.

Jin Cheng couldn't help sighing, "We're already a proficient master of the copy rules."

Tang Cuo looked down at the price list without raising his head and said: "Can you
change the habit of overlapping words?"

Jin Cheng: "Don't it sound good?"

Tang Cuo was silent for a moment, "Miao Miao, Xiao Yi Yi, Cuo Cuo, nothing special."

Jin Cheng: "Well, I accept this reason."

I will call you baby in the future, standard Beijing accent, especially nice.

This is, the little man patted the counter heavily. "Have you chosen?"

Tang Cuo handed the price list to Jin Cheng without expression, and Jin Cheng glanced
at the same expression.

Single headshot-50 points

Single person photo-1 eye

Single People's Country Experience Photo-Soul 1g

Double headshot-120 points

Double scenery photo-2 drops of blood

Double People's Country Experience Photo-Soul 3g

*Group price, please negotiate with the boss

But what Tang Cuo cared about more was that the head of this price list was written with
the name of the photo studio-Recall Photo Studio.

Jin Cheng also noticed, but since he has entered the game, he can only continue. He
looks at the boss with a smile, "We choose a double headshot."

120 points, still affordable. Although it is more expensive than a single person, it is
better for two people to take care of it together. Only when he finished, Yu Guang
glanced at Tang Cuo's face, but he felt like he was a little resisted.

It's just that this resistance is coming and going quickly, making Jin Cheng think that he
is dazzling. How can Tang Cuo resist doing tasks with him?

At this time, the boss urged them to hurry to stand in front of the white curtain. He was
about to start taking pictures, and Jin Cheng suppressed the doubt in his heart.

Tang Cuo looks as usual, only he knows that he really didn't want a two-person package
just now.

Taking pictures here is definitely not as simple as taking pictures. Recalling the photo
studio, does the word "recall" point? Does this mean that they will see the previous
image?

He didn't really want Jin Cheng to see the scene before his death.

But he didn't need to cause Jin Cheng's curiosity for the unknown, so he pressed it
down and stood with him before the curtain.

"Look here, don't move." The boss held an old-fashioned flash and pressed the photo
button impatiently.

"Click-" A strong white light flashed over and instantly enveloped the two.
The bad premonition in Tang Cuo's heart suddenly increased, and when he restored his
sight, he couldn't help but say: Sure enough.

It appeared in the summer of 2015. He had a rare half-day vacation that day, but
because of the short time, he did not have any relatives and friends to visit at the
station, so he walked alone on the street and wandered aimlessly.

It was a very hot summer and it was so hot. Tang Cuo's mood was not so good. He was
afraid of the heat, so he turned into the cool path next to him, and the clinker met a bag
grab.

The scream of the woman behind made Tang Cuo instantly judge the truth, so he flew a
foot and kicked the mess. Tang Cuo, who was about twenty years old, was much cooler
than he is now. When he fell to the ground, his hands were still in his pockets.

It's just that no one expected that the **** had a knife, and he couldn't hurt Tang Cuo
and could hurt others. In order to protect the woman, Tang Cuo made a cut in the palm
of his hand. It was not very deep, but it was still bleeding.

Speaking of which it is really a very old bridge.

After Tangcuo took care of everything, he didn't take the wound to heart, and planned to
go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine and wipe it. But as soon as he walked out of
the trail, he saw a motorcycle stopped by the roadside, and an instructor who had not
seen it for half a year.

He wiped his sunglasses, casually cast a glance, said with a smile: "Child, your
weekend life is very rich."

Tang Cuo did not squint and walked straight past him.

Jin Cheng sighed, put on his sunglasses, started the motorcycle to catch up, and
stopped the man again, "Can I eat you? Why do I run every time I see me. Da Li said
they were wrong when I was against me Don’t believe me, do you really hate me?
Blame me for naming you old?"
So annoying.

Tang Cuo stopped, "Instructor, I'm on vacation."

Jin Cheng: "It's a coincidence that I'm on vacation."

Tang Cuo: "..."

Jin Cheng: "Get in the car, I will take you to a nearby pharmacy and take a ride."

Tang Cuo knew that Jin Cheng was an unsatisfactory person who never gave up. He
didn't want to have any relationship with Jin Cheng anymore, but he finally got on the
motorcycle awkwardly.

When the motorcycle left, Tangcuo and Jin Cheng, who belonged to Yongye City, came
out from behind the big tree beside the road. Jin Cheng leaned his arms on the tree
trunk and said, "You look so awkward and cute before you."

Tang Cuo declined to comment.

Then, as soon as the picture changed, they saw themselves sitting on a bench by the
lake and eating burgers. Jin Cheng did a wound treatment for Tang Cuo, and he said
without hesitation that he would be invited to eat a big meal to save their precarious
teacher-student relationship.

Burgers, hot dogs and ice cola, this is what Jin Cheng called the big meal. Jin Cheng, a
modern philosophy health master who loves junk food.

At this time it was already sunset, not many people by the lake.

The weather was not as hot as it was in the afternoon. The breeze blew across the lake
and the reeds swayed gently, bringing a hint of coolness. It wasn't too early, Tang Cuo
ate the burger and got up to go back.
But at this moment, his phone fell out of his pocket, and he stooped down to pick it up,
but he was a little late. Jin Cheng picked up the phone and said, "Tang Cuo, I have seen
all your files."

Tang Cuo raised his head, and there was a coldness in his eyes. Even if the other party
was Jin Cheng, the person he had had Qi Nian, he did not like the other party's
unauthorized reading of his files.

Jin Cheng also saw the coldness in his eyes, and he was fed back with a more
generous smile, "How about joining me? With your strength, you can definitely pass the
assessment of the team."

Tang Cuo was stunned.

Jin Cheng tilted Erlang's legs, his face ragged, but he said nothing serious. He
immediately opened Tang Cuo's mobile phone, quickly entered a number, and pressed
it a few times before returning it to him.

There are only three contacts in Tangcuo's mobile phone, and no payment app is
downloaded, so there is no password lock.

"Call me if you have something." Jin Cheng also stood up, and the height of half a head
just covered Tang Cuo. He looked down at Tang Cuo slightly and said, "I don't expect
you to remember my number deliberately. You are so lucky that you can meet robbers
while walking on the road. I set me as your emergency. Contact person. Of course, if
you are fine, just want to talk to the instructor to talk, I welcome it."

Tang Cuo asked: "Why?"

There are many excellent people, Jin Cheng wants to pick people, not lack of him. Now
that he has read his files, he should know that people like him, with their backgrounds
and education, are not good at all.

Why not pick a better one?

Jin Cheng asked: "I am surprised that you will ask this question. Do you think you are
not good enough?"

Tang Cuo is very calm. The more he is, the more he stays sensible, and his
sensibleness is almost impersonal.

Jin Cheng: "But you are Tang Cuo."

Tang Cuo: "?"

Jin Cheng smiled, "Trust me, I'm not mistaken. I'm not picking anything else, I'm picking
my teammates. I say you are the most suitable, but you must."

Tang Cuo thought at the time, why he always did this, leaving no room for others to
refuse, disturbing others' minds without permission, and disturbing others' lives without
permission. Tang Cuo, who was about twenty years old, was sensitive and a little
awkward. He noticed the vague concern in Jin Cheng’s words, and was disturbed by the
sudden emergency contact. Although he calmed himself, he didn’t know all emotions. ,
The more repressed the more turbulent.

Tang Cuo didn't agree with Jin Cheng's proposal, but he didn't directly reject it. It should
be said that Jin Cheng did not give him the opportunity to refuse, waved his hand, and
drove away.

Not to mention Tangcuo.

Straight male.

"Did you like me at that time?" The straight man is still trying to talk.

"No." Tang Cuo's tone was cold.

"There is no, there is, at this time they are all nonsense"

"Huh."

Jin Cheng smiled and did not tease him, "Actually, I specifically went to you that day."
Tang Cuo turned his head to look at him.

Jin Cheng: "Before you entered the trail, I followed you for a while. I see you walking on
the road alone, and I really want to take you home."

The back is strangely distressing.

Jin Cheng didn't know how to describe that feeling at that time. Perhaps the seeds of
love had been planted at that time, but he was too slow to realize it. Later, he always
came and went in a hurry, and it was rare that he could meet Tang Cuo with few words.

Even at the moment of death, he did not know whether Tang Cuo had participated in the
team assessment.

Hearing the regret in Jin Cheng's words, Tang Cuo's eyes fell slightly. Jin Cheng's
number was stored in his mobile phone, and he turned it out countless times, but he
didn't call it out.

After that meeting, he was not sure whether Jin Cheng had forgotten the original
invitation. When he met several times, he always passed by.

The last and only time, Tang Cuo called the phone, but no one answered it.

He didn't want to tell Jin Cheng to see the scene at that time.

But contrary to expectations, the picture in front of him began to blur, then reorganized,
and gradually became the night when Tang Cuo died. On the empty long street,
Tangcuo saw himself falling in the pool of blood.

Jin Cheng's expression gradually became cold.

At the same time, Lin Yandong, who left District A, also stepped into the block that Tang
Cuo and Jin Cheng had just walked through. Although he was wearing modern clothes
and a bright red scarf, when he walked in the middle of the crowd, the calmness of his
body was just right with everything around him.
Looking at the gentleman in the gown walking past him, there was a trace of nostalgia in
his eyes.

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Celebration (3)
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Walking through the streets and touching the scene, Lin Yandong remembered many
things. Most of the things were while he was still alive. At that time, he also liked to wear
long gowns, mostly moon-white, or blue-and-yellow, all kinds of people.

Only Xiao Tong, the second master, always likes to call his name. But he also allowed
Lin Yandong to call his name, which is the equality of his heart after he received
Western education.

After so many years, Lin Yandong has rarely remembered the past. Especially when
Xiao Tong was not around and no one mentioned the past, those memories were locked
and difficult to pry.

Until he changed his body, the rusty lock seemed to finally show signs of loosening,
reminding him of the old days.

There happened to be a booth selling bean curd in front. Although it was opened by
npc, the task would be triggered by sitting down, but Lin Yandong sat down generously.

He used to like Douhua.

At this time, Wen Xiaoming just rushed back to area a, and received successive letters
from Leng Miao and news from Anning.

Before going to Area C to find Jin Cheng, Leng Miao sent a letter to Wen Xiaoming just
in case. As for tranquility, she was entrusted by Peng Mingfan to convey to them the
status of Chi Yan.

Wen Xiaoming, who received these two messages, frowned deeply. Over Chi Yan, most
people should not know that he is the k27288 who issued the No. 8 movement. They
should be careful and low-key, and there should be no problems for the time being, I am
afraid that Lin Yandong is just--

Lin Yandong did not die, and actually changed Miao Qi's body.

Wen Xiaoming remembered that Qiu Qi, who was carrying a rocket launcher all day and
was crazy before him, came to Lin Yandong but obediently obedient, and felt
unbelievable.

In the last Crimson incident, they were kidnapped together as brothers and brothers.
Going back to East Cross Street, Miao Qi also came to cooperate with them.

He remembered the past, but he died.

Wen Xiaoming was not very receptive to this kind of death, even though he had no
great friendship with Miao Qi. Needless to think, the first time he found familiar
intelligence dealers, news that Lin Yandong became Miao Qi, spread out in the shortest
time.

As long as he hears this news, Leng Miao will know that he has received his letter. Chi
Yan, they will also know that the failure to kill Lin Yandong, the three children are quite
smart, Wen Xiaoming believes that they will temporarily avoid the limelight.

More importantly, Wen Xiaoming wanted to tear Lin Yandong's mask off him.

At the same time, the memories finally came to an end.

Jin Cheng looked at Tang Cuo lying in the pool of blood, and the cell phone screen
slowly dimmed at his hand, and a heart slowly settled down. After a long time, he finally
recovered his voice and asked, "Did you call me for your last phone call?"

"Huh." Tang Cuo's answer was light and flickless, without any trace of weight.

God asked him in Yorkshire, you clearly can live, why should you give up? Tang Cuo did
not answer, he did not want to say, just as he did not want Jin Cheng to see this scene.

Because this is his own choice, he does not want this to become a burden for anyone.

"Your death is also related to me, right?" Jin Cheng looked directly at Tang Cuo's eyes.
The darker the night, the brighter his eyes. The colder the surroundings, the hotter his
heart.

"I took over the task you didn't complete." Tang Cuo's hands in his pockets gradually
tightened, and his tone was a little low, but his face was still calm. "Retirement is a
blinding method, and private investigators are also deliberately false. Fortunately, I
finally completed the task."

He said, looking back, "I haven't told you that before you died, I was already your
teammate."

I passed the team assessment, but I didn't wait until you came back.

Jin Cheng opened his mouth and wanted to ask again, but all the words were blocked in
his throat and could not be asked. Tang Cuo had an obvious gunshot wound, but it was
not fatal. If rescued in time, he could live.

But he died, why?

Jin Cheng wants to ask Tang Cuo why his mobile phone is at his hand. This is not a
remote suburb. The ambulance is completely within reach. Why not call for help. But he
immediately thought of the phone that was not dialed. He called for help, but it was not
reached.
Even if it was on the verge of death, Jin Cheng did not think Tang Cuo would lose his
mind, so there was only one possibility-he gave up on his own.

Tang Cuo died of excessive blood loss after being shot.

"I didn't tell you before, I was afraid you would think too much." Tang Cuo turned around
and sat down on the road. His body was in the distance. His tone was calm, and he
seemed very cold.

Was that unconnected phone call cut Tang Tang’s last hope of survival?

Yes.

Tang Cuo is a man who is used to giving up.

When he was left by the roadside when he was a child, he gave up his family decisively.
Even if he knew where his mother lived, what his name was and what his phone
number was, he said "I forgot".

He is a man with a good face just like Zhou Zheng. In fact, he has low self-esteem and
coldness, and he is also awkward. He didn't care about those who abandoned him, and
he didn't care much about his life, so when Jin Cheng appeared in his life, he felt
particularly dazzling when he saw this person.

Will be attracted to him unconsciously.

When he smiled and asked, "Don't you think you are not good enough", your heart
beats faster.

At this moment, Jin Cheng saw him sitting alone on the side of the road, looking calm
and calm, and it seemed natural everywhere, but Jin Cheng just remembered that
summer when he saw him walking alone on the road.

"I didn't think much about it." Jin Cheng knelt in front of him and forced him to look
directly at his eyes. "Remember what I said? I chose freedom to survive and die."
Tang Cuo remembers that this was what Jin Cheng said when promulgating the No. 6
movement and lifting the suicide ban.

Jin Cheng continued: "I will not think you are a trouble, nor will you be guilty and treat
you well, this matter will not change the relationship between us. You have completed
the tasks I did not complete, I should feel for you proud."

Tang Cuo pursed his lips, and the apparent calmness could hardly be maintained.
Almost every sentence of Jin Cheng is in the heart, he knows what he is afraid of and
what he is worried about, just as he can read his expression from his face every time.

"But you have to promise me that you will have to work hard in the future. I have
received your call now. It turns out that no one knows what will happen until the last
minute, right? Don't give up at any time Myself."

Jin Cheng said, leaning in to hug him and repeating again: "Promise me."

For a long time, Tang Cuo replied: "Okay."

After receiving a positive answer, Jin Cheng still tightened his arms unconsciously. He
couldn't imagine what Tang Cuo would feel when he lay here and waited for his death.
This kind of fear was even more worrying than when he witnessed the promulgation of
the music.

At this moment, he even began to thank the existence of Yongye City, at least to keep
Tang Cuo's story on this icy night.

Everything is still too late.

When the picture of the memory gradually disappeared, the brief hug was forced to
stop. The owner of the photo studio glanced at the hand they held together, his lips
flicked, his two moustache trembling, impatient.
He immediately threw a black-and-white photo of the head, "Take it away, it's really
boring. Would you like to take a wedding picture, take it elsewhere, what do you do with
me? Disturb my business."

The unhappy boss almost drove Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng out of the shop.

When others were upset, Jin Cheng's mood recovered a little, and 120 points were
exchanged for a memory. This sale was too cost-effective for him. When he walked out
of the shop, he still held Tang Cuo's hand, seeming to make up his mind.

If it were in the past, Tang Cuo would definitely think it was too boring, but today is a
special case, and it is difficult for him to refuse Jin Cheng. Just hold it, anyway, he
doesn't care what other people think.

The speed of time in the memories is different from that of Yongye City. When they
walked through the flow of people holding hands, the information about Lin Yandong
and Miao Qi had spread from the game hall.

Many players are still receiving evil spirit badges in the game lobby, and the celebration
has not affected their urgent mood to return home. But more people were shocked by
the spread of the news. The twists and turns of the plot are almost endless.

Lin Yandong wanted to kill Tangcuo, and Tangcuo was rescued.

The people who saved Tang Cuo killed Lin Yandong, should he die?

No, Lin Yandong did not die. If someone jumps out at this time to say there is a reversal,
I am afraid that the players of Yongye City will not be surprised.

At the same time, another sound spread in the game lobby.

"Who does Lin Yandong become, and what does it have to do with us? In the final
analysis, they are all the so-called elites fighting in Area A. We are just pond fish that
are affected. Who cares about our lives?"
This resentment is aimed not only at Lin Yandong, but also Jin Cheng, or even Tang
Cuo, and everyone involved. Of course, more people still hold the evil spirit badge and
keep silent.

There is no shortage of silent majority anywhere.

Mr. Crow personally ran to the game hall to host the celebration game here, and saw a
few chaos, and laughed a few times. He always likes to watch the scenes of the players
fighting, although the lamb's teeth are not sharp enough, but the bleating look is also
funny.

At the crossroads of the Republic of China, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng did not yet know
what was happening in the game hall. Lin Yandong also ended the game of Douhua
Stall and got up to leave.

They are passing from south to east and from north to west, just passing by in the
crowd.

Lin Yandong walked, walking unconsciously to the entrance of the g area. Two red
lanterns hung next to the huge iron door, but the iron door was tightly closed and
immobile.

In such a noisy festival day, the warden Xiao Tong closed the door to thank guests.

Lin Yandong looked at the closed door and unconsciously remembered many things.
And while he was unconsciously in deep thought, a gunshot came from afar.

Lin Yandong was stunned, thinking someone was fighting. But players born in the new
era soon heard that it was the starting voice on the playing field.

"Yongyecheng Marathon, now start--"

"three!"

"two!"
"One!"

"boom!"

Players forced to participate in the game, like ducks tumbling into the river, were pushed
into the track by an invisible pair of hands. The track is the original Blackstone Long
Street in Yongye City, but the game area is blocked by colored bands. Other players
and npc can only wave flags outside the colored bands and shout.

In the middle of the arena, Chi Yan, Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan are running wildly.

Qian Wei: "Ahhhhhh! Why me again!!!"

Chi Yan: "Because of your crow mouth! My European Emperor's aura can't save you,
tell me why!"

Peng Mingfan: "..."

Qian Wei looked up to the sky and said: "What's the most ridiculous and disgusting of
the sports meeting!"

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Qian Wei swears to the sky that he was just feeling the New Year’s Games in Taoyuan
Town. He said, "The most suitable for the celebration is the Games." It took less than
ten minutes for the sky to fall.

At that time they heard the message "Miao Qi is Lin Yandong" and were trying to
explore with other players, so they stood on the street. When Peng Mingfan raised his
face, they have been careful, careful and careful, how can they think that standing on
the side of the road can trigger the game mission?

According to the game tips, the starting point of the marathon is in all districts, not just
one of them. And the end point of all routes is in the gift mountain of the central area, as
long as they run there, even if the game is over.

This sounds like a remake of the Taoyuan Town New Year's Games, but the three of Chi
Yan ran out of the distance, all unimpeded. There are no obstacles on the track, and
there is no npc intrusion, so the only win or loss point is left—

"Ready to speed up, we have to grab the ranking." Peng Mingfan controlled the volume
within the range that only the three of them could hear. Because they were afraid of
encountering any accidents, they controlled their speeds on a horizontal line and ran
neither fast nor slow.

The rest of the contestants are also very cautious. No one wants to rush to the first one.
If something happens, then the sooner they rush, the faster they die?

Chi Yanxin understood, "The corner in front?"

Peng Mingfan: "OK."

Qian Wei: "I can do too."

Although he has given up to become a responsible person, Qian Wei still has to be
stubborn to speak.
Soon he reached the corner, no one needed to give any orders, the three of them
accelerated at the same time and opened the corner to overtake.

Originally their position was in the second echelon of this track. This acceleration
rushed to the front.

Qian Wei lost his running shoes, but his physical strength is the strongest of the three,
without any props, it is still very fast. He is also a swordsman. As a swordsman, of
course, he has to learn light skills.

The name of this light skill is-Invincible Grass Flying.

Chi Yan is much simpler. In the copy of "Taoyuan Town" he obtained two other pieces of
the armor set "Holy Guardian". Originally, he had only one mecha arm, which turned into
a black metal ring on his right hand, and now he has two more ankle rings. The
equipment is activated, his feet are turned into armor to protect his legs, and there are
propellers at the bottom, so that he can come and go like an iron arm Astro.

Of course, he prefers to imagine two hot wheels under his feet.

"Huh--" Because it was the first time, Chi Yan was not very skilled in controlling the
equipment. The thruster drove to the maximum, letting him fly out like a cannonball and
turning over two innocent players.

The two players scolded, and Chi Yan's apologetic sound came too late from a distance.
Qian Dawei yelled "Wait for me" to catch up, and Peng Mingfan drove past the
balanceless car without expression.

Peng Mingfan's ability is simply-mind control.

However, his mental control is a lot worse than that of Yan Yun, and he stays at the
most basic level of "controlling things." He can control the bullets that fly to him to
deviate from the orbit, and can control the objects around him to attack the enemy, but
he can't control the human mind. In order to expand this advantage, he added most of
his points to his intelligence, so the force value is lacking, and he needs to constantly
arm himself with equipment.

The three of them showed their magical powers, and the rest of the players did not let
go.

What Peng Mingfan can think of, others naturally can also think of magic, abilities,
various types of equipment to take turns in battle to make the game look good.

The npc equipped with the system cheered for them on both sides of the track, and
even many players in Yongye City were involuntarily attracted by their attention. Many
people recognized acquaintances among the contestants and shouted loudly.

"Why are you here!"

"Don't talk nonsense, help me buy a potion!"

Speed ​Pharmacy, the official pharmacy of Yongye City, only sells for five points.

The game is triggered suddenly, few contestants are fully prepared, and the chance of
getting off-site assistance is even slimmer. Crow mouths like Qian Wei still see their
enemies.

"Lying trough Lin Yandong!" Qian Wei stared at the edge of the central area, near the
area g. He couldn't see Miao Qi's face well from a distance, but he recognized the bright
red scarf!

How to do?

There is no retreat during the game.

Qian Wei hurriedly looked at Peng Mingfan and Chi Yan, Peng Mingfan gave him a firm
look, "Don't care, go!"

Chi Yan also saw the red scarf that fluttered in the wind, and while breathing a sigh of
air, the alarm bell in his heart made a big noise. An old fox like Lin Yandong, Chi Yan did
not think that his identity could hide him, but this shocked and vigilant look made Lin
Yandong turn his head consciously--

The two are facing each other.

Damn, this is simply the rhythm of self-investment.

Chi Yan was almost scared to stop the fire, but Lin Yandong didn't mean anything. He
looked at Chi Yan calmly, even with a gentle smile in his mouth, clearly bearing the
young face of Miao Qi, but his eyes were like an elder looking at the junior, inexplicable
violations.

"Bang!" Suddenly a car crash occurred in front, and the two players rolled in unison,
hitting a circle of people around.

Chi Yan quickly avoided it and looked back, but Lin Yandong was no longer there.

What does he want to do? Just let yourself go? Chi Yan could not detect Lin Yandong's
thoughts, so he had to calm down and sprint to the end with all his strength.

The marathon's track is full of twists and turns, and "crash" accidents among players
occur frequently. And the closer to the end point, the tracks extending from each zone
will gradually converge, more and more people, and everyone's cards are also endless.

Because the game was too lively, attracting more than half of the night city's attention,
more and more players turned their eyes here, and as the game neared the end, people
gradually gathered to the finish line-Gift Hill.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng are on the mountain of gifts.

The bamboo pole that looked like a ladder when they took the tram before was held in
the clown of Gift Hill. This Mr. Clown sat at the top of the mountain, swaying his legs,
and tempted the players.

"Every time you complete a celebration game, you can get one point, and if you collect
five points, you can use this bamboo pole to set the apple in the cloud once and get a
generous gift from Yongye City. Everyone is on a first-come-first-served basis. Does
anyone try it? ?"

Players dare to be the first bird, not to mention that the celebration does not take long,
and the fierce people who have gathered five points may not have appeared. Tang Cuo
opened the task panel and glanced. He completed a game in the photo studio, so he
only got one point.

The clown was bored when he saw no one stepping forward. Suddenly, the noise of the
marathon came from afar. He immediately lit his eyes, stood up and looked at the feet,
and then took out a big speaker-

"Now we see that the highly anticipated marathon is coming to an end! Let us warmly
welcome the players from all districts and offer them the warmest applause!"

"This marathon adopts the final elimination system, and the next 100 runners will have
to regret to withdraw from this celebration and become volunteers to contribute to the
construction of Yongye City. Players, please do not be stingy with your voice, for all
Contestants cheer up!"

The final elimination system?

volunteer?

Adding bricks to the construction of Yongye City, isn't that... entering the Qingye
procedure in advance and becoming npc? !

"Ouch I&%#￥%......@!" Qian Wei opened his mouth to be a series of national

scoldings, but because of the speed of moving too fast, the wind was swallowed, and
the words of cursing seemed to be automatically mosaicked.

The final elimination system will eliminate the last 100 players, but who knows how
many people are behind him?
"It's too late, Awei!" Chi Yan yelled over his head, the sole propeller was driven to
maximum power, and dived rapidly.

"Ah!" Qian Wei responded immediately, and the two set up Peng Mingfan, left and right,
and ran, not even the balance car at Peng Mingfan's feet. The speed of this car is still
too slow. Whoever wants to pick it up, life is most important.

The three took the lead.

Wen Xiaoming, who returned to the central area from the a-marathon crowd in Area a,
happened to see this scene, and opened his mouth in amazement. "Did they hide?"

This is too dazzling.

The consequence of glaring is that it is easy to be sifted.

"Slap, crack, crack!" Suddenly, a wave of marbles hit the left side. The marbles hit the
body without pain, and the sudden explosion did not cause a big shock wave.

But the strong smell of sulfur and the colorful smoke cut off the entire track. One after
another, the contestants rushed into the smoke, and their tears were irritated by the
strong smell, and they lost their direction due to the thick smoke. They almost rushed
out of the track and went out directly.

The leading three-man group faced this first wave of shock. Fortunately, Peng Mingfan
shot in time, and the mental control turned the smoke in front of the three people to
protect them from rushing out of the barrier.

However, his mental control could not be too meticulous. Qian Wei and Chi Yan were
still affected. The three of them rolled and breathed fresh air.

With such a pause, a dozen or so "Boo, Boo, Boo" passed by and grabbed the front.

Wen Xiaoming looked more anxious than the party outside, took out the magic broom
and threw it out, "Then! Ride on!"
Although Chi Yan and Qian Wei are fast, but with a Peng Mingfan, it is inevitable to be
cumbersome. And the speed of the two of them is fast or slow, and acting together
means that someone must be involved.

Wen Xiaoming's magic broom was just like rain in time, which relieved their urgent
needs. Seeing his iconic pink fur, Chi Yan's confidence greatly increased, and Peng
Mingfan's movements were also very fast. He jumped to catch the broom and set off
immediately.

The three of them caught up with the first echelon again, and then turned another
corner, and the Gift Mountain was near.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng finally saw Chi Yan and planned to step forward to answer.
Wen Xiaoming also got out of the crowd and took several props in his hand, eager to try.

But at this moment, Wen Xiaoming saw the opposite side of the track, the looming red,
his eyes widened--

"Lin Yandong!"

Tang Cuo Huo Ran turned around.

He and Lin Yandong were separated by a distance of almost 300 meters, and the
middle man was crowded, but this did not prevent their eyes from meeting. Lin Yandong
smiled and opened his mouth to say something. Judging from his mouth, he was
saying, "So you are here."

At the same time, Leng Miao finally got rid of the old lady who was looking for a cat and
went to the Gift Mountain.

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"call out!"

The sharp arrows pierced the corner of the red scarf. A broken red line fluttered in the
evening breeze. Needless to say, the battle had already begun.

"Lin, Yan, Dong!" The anger of 120,000 was compressed in just three syllables, such as
a hurricane sweeping through the wilderness, and scraped the ground in the shortest
time.

Everyone was surprised that Jin Cheng would also have such a rage moment. This
blacklist madman who always smiles, always smiles even when he is angry, which is
like this, which is full of trembling kills. meaning.

On the other hand, Tang Cuo was so calm that he left Lin Yandong alone and ran to the
marathon track.

The man hasn’t arrived yet.

The ugly-looking puppet jumped into the track, because it was small, and at first
everyone did not find it, until it climbed on the shoulder of a contestant, and broke his
neck in the laughter of 桀桀, This triggered a breathing noise around.

The player turned to prison, and the off-hand attack missed his head, brushing from the
side of Chi Yan.

Chi Yan turned back to see Tang Cuo, shouting excitedly: "Brother!"
Tang Cuo went side-by-side with him outside the track. The player in front blocked the
road. He jumped over and landed on the ground. When he landed, the light shield took
off and once again shocked the two players on the track that made the negative move.

"Go." Tang Cuo's expression was still cold, so cool that Chi Yan wanted to shout his flag
for him. But he didn't stop. He rushed towards the finish line faster. His Tang brother
escorted him. Without taking the first place, how could he be so strong with foreign aid?

Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan took advantage of this ray of east wind and ran with all
their might.

With Tangcuo as a deterrent, fewer players dare to do it. The puppet lost his goal and
jumped back to Tang Cuo, sitting on his shoulders.

The eyes made of those buttons didn't blink, and they looked at the players on the track
with their heads crooked, grinning, strange and horrified.

Rear, the scene of the war.

The players around were evading, lest they might be affected, but they could retreat as
fast as they could, neither Jin Cheng nor Lin Yandong attacked as fast. "Boom--" The
players were overturned. Although there was not much damage on the periphery of the
attack, the lethality was still shocking.

Jin Cheng’s arrows almost became a film, and Lin Yandong occupied Miao Qi’s body
and inherited his main weapon, the rocket launcher.

How powerful is Miao Qi carrying rocket launchers?

The top 50 on the Red List is already out of sight for most players, but for Jin Cheng, it
is a bit tricky to deal with. But Lin Yandong's battle number is different from that of Miao
Qi, especially when he takes his bead as a cannonball, removes it and puts it in a rocket
launcher, the power that erupts is not simply "one plus one equals two".
The players in the game hall watched the player numbers representing Miao Qi rushing
up and down on the red list, as if they were sitting on a rocket and went straight to the
top of the list.

The sound of "recessed trough" was endless, and the players were so shocked that
they forgot that they were still playing games.

At the scene of the war, everyone looked at the golden light in the gun barrel, and they
were also stunned.

The next time the gun popped out, the huge recoil shocked Lin Yandong back half a
step, and the attack in the barrel was a giant "卍".

As soon as Jin Cheng was in the heart, the arrow in his hand was shot immediately,
facing the enlarged "卍" word in the wind, and the center of the heart.

Skill [Sun Shooting], has the name of shooting sun, and naturally also has the prestige
of shooting sun. Jin Cheng once used it to lay down crimson. But this time, Jin Cheng
was not at ease and added a few more arrows.

The Lianzhu arrow broke through the wind, and before the attacks of both sides
exploded, the words "卍" were successively driven into the air.

The golden light broke.

The two strokes of the word "卍" are disassembled, like two sickles of death, rotating to
cut the space. The attack that erupted at that moment cut off all buildings within 100
meters of the horizon.

Rumbles collapsed, and countless players sacrificed their defensive props in panic, with
cold sweat on their backs. If it wasn't Jin Cheng who broke the attack into the air in time,
if the word "卍" unraveled on the ground, wouldn't the collapsed body become their
body?

But the power of a blow, is it so scary?

Jin Cheng also looked calm, but his attack did not stop, and his shot was even bolder.
Lin Yandong became stronger and stronger, and he was more determined that he
wanted to kill him here, even if it was just to kill him back to the g zone.

In the g area, the warden cannot violate the rules of Yongye City and release him in a
short time. But Jin Cheng can kill him once and kill him for the second time.

[No Shot] The eleventh law of the five-tone twelve law is also used as the name of the
bell. As a musical instrument, playing the sound of heaven and earth, its sound is big,
can break everything.

Jin Cheng used big tricks to big tricks, "bang" sounded the drum of the world, shaking
the sound of Lin Yandong's Buddha, when the two sides met, the earth split a crack.

Players covered their ears one after another, and the weaker ones quickly withdrew
their faces palely, and no longer dared to watch the bustle. Only run, the faster the
better.

Because Jin Cheng started to shoot arrows again.

Skill [Black Hole], the Lord devours everything.

An arrow was shot, and the black vortex opened at the tip of the arrow and went straight
towards Lin Yan. Jin Cheng's advantage over Lin Yandong is about the speed of his
archery, which is faster than the rocket gun's energy storage by more than half a
second.

It is fatal for a master to pass a trick and fall behind half a second.

Lin Yandong quickly backed away, hitting the word "卍" at the moment when he was
close to the tip of the arrow, but the black hole was already very large, and his crazy
suction almost swallowed one of his arms. Even if he broke free, the arm seemed to be
useless, a slight movement was stinging, and the bleeding was more vivid than the
scarlet red.
Lin Yandong gasped, describing the embarrassment.

Jin Cheng is not much better, even the three arrows are fatal moves. He is still in the
sequelae of [burning], he has not recovered to the full state, and it is difficult to make the
fourth arrow in a short time.

But Jin Cheng has never been fighting alone.

The strange laughter of "Ji Jie" sounded again, and the funny and ugly doll jumped on
Lin Yandong's shoulder and stretched out his hands to his neck. Lin Yandong shot it
down in time, but Tangcuo's attack also arrived.

[Starfall] Jump to kill with crit.

"Clang!" The sword of arbitration was cut on the rocket launcher. Tang Cuo faced Lin
Yandong's four eyes at close range, launching the skill [Soul Deterrence].

Even if he is as strong as Lin Yandong, he dare not ask him in front of Tang Cuo today.
He quickly turned his head, the remaining beads glowed with gold, hit Tang Tang
directly without a rocket launcher, and drove him back.

Tang Cuo stepped back, but saw the stitches again, and included a compressed version
of a small fireball.

The fireball exploded, and the surrounding players were stunned again—what a fireball
is so powerful? !

Do these people really live in the same night city with them?

When any player marveled, Tangcuo attacked nonstop, [Doom Cube] shot, triggering an
enemy skill blockade. But this skill blockade is random, and Tang Cuo doesn't know
what skill Lin Yandong blocked.

At least, Lin Yandong's artillery can still be used.

At this time, the main attacker changed from Jin Cheng to Tang Cuo, Tang Cuo held the
sword of adjudication and attacked wide open. Jin Cheng changed archery to plucked
strings and entered the game with piano sounds. This song is called "Broken Time".

From Xin Qiji, "Broken for a while to give a strong word to Chen Tongfu", auxiliary skills.

The poems are magnificent, and the fighting intentions in Tang Cuo's heart are also
rising. Ruling that Shenghui was rising against the storm, like a broken bamboo, he
actually split the word "卍" shot by the rocket into two halves.

The tone of the piano changed again, "Shuilong Yin".

Tang Cuoxin understood the magic, and the magic [ice snake] shot, passing the center
of the broken "卍" character, and went straight to Lin Yandong's chest. Lin Yandong
couldn't dodge, and could only make a hard connection.

I saw that he slowly raised his hand and pushed his palm slowly. Although the hand that
was seriously injured by the black hole was still faintly painful, it seemed to tremble
when he looked carefully, but it did not hinder the release of his skills.

【Broken】Defensive skills based on cracking attacks.

An ice snake fell into the running water in his palm. Except for leaving a thin layer of
frost on his palm, no other damage was caused.

If you can't hit it, then hit it again.

Tang Cuo's eyes were firm and he did not retreat in half a step. Jin Cheng also slowed
down a little bit, and the metal arrow shot again, cooperating with Tang Cuo's attack,
gave Lin Yandong a double-sided pinch.

The two are one left and one right, cooperating seamlessly.

At this time the Chi Yan trio finally broke through the finish line with the help of Wen
Xiaoming. Chi Yan successfully won the first place, Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan were
slower, but also had third and sixth places.
All four are always paying attention to the situation here, and after crossing the finish
line, they immediately go to support.

"Oh! It's such a big battle!" The clown stood on the mountain of gifts, holding the
bamboo pole and watching it with relish.

Mr. Crow also appeared. He hung on the tall bamboo pole and looked down on the
battlefield. He was expecting Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo to kill Lin Yandong, and hoped
that they would be able to fight both sides.

The battle situation has become fierce. Although Lin Yandong has the strength of the
red list, but under the siege of everyone, he still shows a state of defeat.

"Bang!" After another blow, he was nailed into the wall by Jin Cheng's arrow, just like the
crimson last time. It's just that he is Lin Yandong, much stronger than Crimson. All he
nailed is a hand, and his feet are still standing on the ground.

The rocket launcher fell to the ground, Lin Yandong raised his head, bleeding from the
corners of his mouth, but he did not lose his ease. He still smiled, his smile gentle and
calm.

Such a smile is undoubtedly very eye-catching, Jin Cheng bowed again, but at this
moment, Lin Yandong said: "Kill me, the evil spirit badge will also be invalid. The
passage from Yongye City to the earth, only I know how to open it. "

The words "badger badge" stimulated everyone's nerves.

Jin Cheng noticed that the expressions of the players around him changed, and his
heart was not good, and he immediately shot an arrow. Tang Cuo followed closely,
ignoring the cracked wound on his body, and swung a sword.

"Ding!" The arrow was intercepted halfway, as was Tangcuo's sword.

The situation flipped instantly.

More than one person tried to intercept, secretly, even on the bright side, I don't know
how many swords and stick tips suddenly pointed at Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo. Some
people even gathered courage and boldly stopped Lin Yandong in front of him.

"Don't kill him!" It was just an ordinary player, his face panicked and his voice was
exhausted, "Don't kill him! I beg you, please, even if I want to kill him in a few
days-please let me go home, I suffer Enough, I just want to go home!"

When there is one, there are two, and the sound becomes a film.

Someone stood up and said, "Jin Cheng, now is not the time to kill him."

Jin Cheng smiled without anger, "Are you going to stop me?"

The man smiled bitterly, "It's not that I want to fight against you, nor that I want to stand
on Lin Yandong's side and believe his words. But I'm not afraid of 10,000 but I'm afraid
of it, Jin Cheng, we just want to seek an opportunity to go back and see. "

"The eighth in the Red List, Meng Zhen." Wen Xiaoming quickly swept across the
familiar faces of the crowd and whispered their names. "Thirteenth, Qi Fang; thirty-sixth,
Chen Yuanqi..."

The more the name is reported, the more Wen Xiaoming's heart sinks. The Gift
Mountain and Marathon attracted the attention of more than half of the Yongye City, and
many people gathered here, which just happened today.

Terrible.

Meng Zhen continued: "As long as you go through this ghost festival safely, if you still
kill him after the ghost festival, I will help you unconditionally."

Jin Cheng: "Don't you see that there is a problem here? Incarnate from evil spirits, even
if it will bring disaster to the world, you have to go?"
Yongye City is capable of coming out in large numbers, and those who can rank in the
top 100 of the red list are all fine people. Of course, what Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo can
see, they can certainly be aware of it.

But Meng Zhen remained silent for two seconds, and still said: "These are unknown, but
the evil spirit badge is the only chance to go back and see. If you are really worried, you
can go back with us. If it is dangerous, I am willing to follow you. Take it together. Even if
I die there, I will die without regret."

This is not a question of killing Lin Yandong, it is a question of whether you want to go
back. The evil spirit badge has become Lin Yandong's life saver.

Jin Cheng knew this well and asked, "Why?"

Meng Zhen was stunned, not sure what he meant by asking this sentence.

Jin Cheng took a step forward, and the arrow tip moved away from Lin Yandong, aiming
at Meng Zhen, "Why should my family members and my tens of thousands of
compatriots bear uncontrollable risks for your private wishes? You die without regret,
then you die."

"Jin Cheng!" Meng Zhen clenched his fists.

"What do you call my name? I'm not your father." Jin Cheng sneered coldly.

The two sides are deadlocked, but the players around are getting more and more
excited.

The things in front of me are like guides and fire cables, completely detonating the
backlog of emotions in the players' hearts, just like the flood. They begged, wept, and
resented, "We just want to go back and see, what's wrong with us?! We are exiled here,
is it our fault?"

"Did we do something wrong?"

Chi Yan looked at him with a breath. Yeah, it seems that everyone is right. Jin Cheng
and Tang Cuo, who stopped everyone, are right, and everyone who wants to go back
and look is right.

But there was a voice in my heart that told Chi Yan that things were not calculated this
way.

After Chi Yan returned from the copy, he had heard of the Badger Badge. As Emperor
Ou, his intuition has always been accurate. He felt that this was not a good thing, and
the reactions of Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo made him more firm in his thoughts.

He could not bear it again and again, but just wanted to speak, and suddenly someone
in the crowd pointed his spear at him.

"Mouse! He is a mouse!" A small man stood in the crowd, pointing at Chi Yan with
indignation. "This Jin Cheng's teammate is killing people for fun in the copy, it is him!"

Everyone was stunned and looked at Chi Yan, with huge doubts in their eyes, because
Chi Yan did not look like that kind of person. But a second person soon came out to
testify, and Chi Yan remembered this face.

He did see it in the copy.

They accused the rats of killing innocents indiscriminately, crying blood, and the anger
in their eyes was also real. Maybe he did think so, he said the "truth" he saw, and he did
feel that he was identifying a murderous demon.

But that was just a dummy set by Chi Yanli.

He is saving them.

"I don't have that, it's fake!" Chi Yan shook his head and explained desperately: "The
mouse is a character I fabricated out of thin air. I did it to save talents. Why do you
have--"

"You spit on blood!" Qian Wei also angered his fingers trembling.
"You are all associates, who can prove what you said?" Youyou drowned the words they
refuted in an instant. And Chi Yan soon discovered that they were not targeting
themselves, but Jin Cheng.

"Jin Cheng, how do you explain? You said Lin Yandong was hiding evil, then what about
you? What is your purpose?"

"Lin Yandong hasn't harmed us before, has he? You even worked with him before."

"You said that the Badger Badge will bring disaster, and who can prove it? Even if you
get any news from where, how can you prove it must be true?"

"You have no evidence."

"I don't want to doubt you, I just want to go home."

Interrogation is like a wave, coming in the face.

"Yes, how to prove it." Jin Cheng whispered to himself, he had no way to prove that the
information K said must be true, he just believed it himself.

The most worried scene appeared, and Wen Xiaoming blushed with anger, but he could
not help but explain: "Is the system issuing two consecutive warnings with conceited
consequences is not enough? Once you become a ghost, you will lose your mind, and
when the time comes, You can even kill your loved ones, can you bear the
consequences?"

Wen Xiaoming's words caused some people to be shaken, but Tang Cuo really saw
them-they were all lucky.

In fact, there is no room for discussion on this matter, no matter what they say, it is
useless to say that it is broken. If you have never tasted the bitter fruit, you will always
be lucky.

Is it true that no one stays rational and stands on Jin Cheng's side?
No, they are just silent, they are the silent majority.

And at the stall where the two sides were facing each other, Lin Yandong had pulled out
the arrow on his arm and restored his freedom. Across the crowd, the two faced each
other again.

At this moment, Tang Cuo finally saw madness in Lin Yandong's eyes. That's crazy
hate, bone-eating poison, the dark colors that are wrapped in a gentle and elegant shell.
Year after year, until the soul is blackened.

But he was calm, he was the only bystander in this farce, and he looked at Tang Cuo so
quietly, as if asking-what would you do next?

Tangcuo lit a newspaper firework.

The explosion of fireworks exchanged for a short period of calm. Tang Cuo drew his
sword in this calm, pointed at Lin Yandong again, and said aloud: "I can open the path
to the world. The first movement is in my hand. This is the reason why Lin Yandong
wants to kill me, because only I can really control the situation. Now I tell you-kill him,
otherwise cut off the access."

Everyone was in an uproar.

The smile at Lin Yandong's mouth suddenly stopped, he looked at Tang Cuo with some
surprise, and he didn't seem to expect Tang Cuo to think of such a way.

Because the so-called "opening the way" was completely made up by him. The channel
can only be opened by Yongye City, and it is not in the hands of any player.

Tang Cuo saw through this.

Lin Yandong can reverse the situation in one sentence, and Tangcuo can, too. This is
called using his own way to rule his own body.

Can you believe it?

Who do you believe in?

But the fact that Lin Yandong is going to kill Tangcuo is true. Every player in Yongye City
can testify!

"We weren't meant to be heroes." Tang Cuo was wounded, and his trench coat was
broken, but he stood upright and looked like an ancient knight with a sword, just words
and knights. The guidelines are very different.

"Since you are not a hero, you should be a villain. If you can't make sense, then don't
make sense. I said-kill Lin Yandong, otherwise close the channel."

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The threat of Ming Huang Yao made the players all change.

Tang Cuo on one side and Lin Yandong on the other side, they are caught in a dilemma.
Many people can't help but look at the more powerful Meng Zhen and others, hoping
that these players on the red list can make this difficult decision.

But where is this decision so easy to make? At this moment, these Red List players
finally realized Jin Cheng's mood just now, especially when he saw a playful smile on
Jin Cheng's mouth.
They spontaneously had a fooled, ridiculed anger, but generously announced Tangcuo
as the villain, and would not leave them too much time for entanglement.

To be a villain, you must be a resolute villain.

"Bang!" Tang Cuo cut off Lin Yandong with a sword, but Lin Yandong's reaction was also
quick and avoided in time. The Sword of Verdict was cut at the place where Lin
Yandong had just stood, and the black stone slab on the ground shattered into powder.

Players on both sides evaded and watched the war again, but no one dared to step
forward and stop.

On the one hand, it was deterrent to Tang Cuo's words. On the other hand, Jin Cheng's
bow had been drawn to the full string, so no one would dare to move him to jail.

"Jin Cheng, is this necessary?" Meng Zhen said in a deep voice.

"Lin Yan must be dead," Jin Cheng said, smiling again. "When he dies, you must be
nonsense."

These words slightly changed the face of Meng Zhen and others.

As Jin Cheng said, they understand that when Lin Yandong dies, things will be
foregone. Now those players who stand up and obstruct will naturally seek to avoid the
disadvantages and choose to compromise with the powerful Jin Cheng. They will not
avenge Lin Yandong at all.

From beginning to end, they are all for themselves.

Jin Cheng, Tang Cuo and even Lin Yandong, they just saw through this, so they were
unscrupulous. But even if Meng Zhen wants to understand, what can they do?

If destiny is not held in your own hands, you will only have suffocation and endless
unwillingness.

Even a little trance.

Because they saw the young man who was still pale and trembling with anger, and
rushed out with a cry. With red eyes, he rushed towards Lin Yandong impulsively and
fearlessly.

Youth blood.

Meng Zhen flashed the word in his heart, perhaps a little reckless, but it touched
people's hearts the most.

Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan also acted with Chi Yan. A trace of anger remained on their
faces, but even this trace of anger was vivid.

Life is soaring and moving upwards, it's easy to forget this in Yongye City. Especially for
players in the Red List, survival has become an instinct, omnipotent, and forgets why
life is so exciting.

"Do you really think you can succeed?" Chen Yuanqi, ranked 36th in the Red List,
couldn't help but question with his fists clenched. He may be asking Jin Cheng, maybe
he is asking himself, "Yongye City, is there really a possibility of getting better? We live
here and have suffered so much, what else do we have to sacrifice? What are you
paying for? Even if you just want to go back and take a look, it has become irritating and
selfish, so what can we keep going on? What is the point of living?"

Yeah, what's the point of being alive?

Why are they fighting here and climbing back from the edge of death again and again?

If the evil spirit badge can only bring disaster, then what is the difference between giving
them hope and suddenly withdrawing it?

The dark gray swallowed everyone's heart, despair, struggling, as if at this moment lost
its meaning. Some people shouted with their heads collapsed; some lowered their eyes
and chose to leave silently; others turned their hearts across and stood still on Lin
Yandong's side, planning to walk all the way to the black.
The scene was chaotic, like a runaway chess game, black and white.

"Jin Cheng, not everyone can be as firm as you and Tang Cuo. We are, in the final
analysis, ordinary people." Meng Zhen took a deep breath, "Humans are born selfish."

But having said that, Meng Zhen didn't do anything. He just took a deep look at the back
of Chi Yan and others and retreated silently to express his position.

When Meng Zhen retreated, many people retreated. They could not make a choice, so
they had to sit on the hill and watch the tigers.

That box, Tangcuo and Lin Yandong had hit the top of the game hall. Chi Yan, Wen
Xiaoming and others stopped the rest of the players, and when the scene was chaotic, it
was inevitable that some players accidentally triggered the celebration game, and the
npcs were also involved.

The hilarity of the celebration was wrapped in swords and swords and flooded the
streets.

It was a joyous and painful movement.

Jin Cheng was worried about Tang Cuo's situation, and after seeing that Meng Zhen
and others really didn't plan to shoot, he turned around and helped. But the moment he
turned around, he suddenly felt a trace of danger and immediately bowed his bow to the
southwest.

"Huh!" The metal arrow pierced the sky and hit a golden rattle that appeared out of
nowhere. Rong Yi's figure followed, and he reached for the rattle and glanced down.

"Yo, it's all there."

Then he looked at Lin Yandong and raised his eyebrows, "Why is Mr. Lin beat like this?"

In this tone, there is no lack of gloating. But before everyone could react, a crack was
torn open in the void, and Lengmiao's furious figure stepped out of it.
"Yan, Yun!" Leng Miao raised his hand in an air cage, and his robe was broken, which
showed that it was after a war.

Yan Yun turned back to block Leng Miao's attack. The ability of the time controller and
the knocking of the heart bell are already powerful. In addition, Leng Miao's face in
facing Rong Yi inevitably has some scruples and makes him play more smoothly.

"Ding!" Yan Yun could even take time out and shake the heart bell.

The crisp bells flew across the sea of ​spirits, causing Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, who
were already in poor condition, to spit out blood. Fortunately, their soul strength is high
enough not to be controlled by Yan Yun.

The rest of them suffered more, and knocking the heart bell was an indiscriminate
attack, and players who were close to it all took the trick. It was Wen Xiaoming who was
clever and pulled Chi Yan three people back quickly, only to avoid a disaster.

Tang Cuo drank a potion in time, biting the tip of his tongue to stay awake, but did not
go to see Yan Yun, and committed suicide to Lin Yandong. He knew that there was Jin
Cheng behind him, and their tacit understanding did not need to be talked about.

Jin Cheng also lived up to expectations, and cooperated with Leng Miao, stopped Yan
Yun, and tried his best to pull the front line away, so that Yan Yun's knocking heart bell
would not interfere with Tang Cuo again.

"Ding!" The outer wall of the game hall is a steel frame structure, the sword of judgment
is cut on a black steel frame made of unknown materials, and the sound of gold stone is
emitted. Lin Yandong stepped back one after another, [Broken] with one hand not only
eliminated magic, but also resolved sword moves.

In his realm, all attacks have been simplified, but there are not so many tricks and
props. He looks more embarrassed than Tang Cuo, and the red scarf has become
ragged, and he has pulled out a lot of thread, but his mind is not on the game, and his
eyes have been staring at Tang Cuo's eyes as if to see his Go inside.
"Is it really worth it? For the people underneath." Lin Yandong's eyes glanced at Chi
Yan. "They even just reported the enemy."

"You're wrong." Tang Cuo was concise, and the movement of wielding the sword was
also neat, one sword stronger than the other. In the clang of "clang, clang, clang, clang",
[Phantom Sword] suddenly shook Lin Yandong's sight.

"Poof." The tip of the sword pierced his shoulder, but next second Lin Yandong
appeared on the other side.

Tang Cuo’s expression remained unchanged, and he dropped the blood on the tip of the
sword, saying, “I’m not for anyone else, I just promised Jin Cheng to live alive. Why do
you do this?”

Tangcuo's attack came first before the words fell.

Lin Yandong avoided it again, but did not rush back. He stood upright, his tattered red
scarf fluttering in the wind, smiling and said, "Hell should have the appearance of hell,
and evil spirits should also have the attitude of evil spirits. If they are evil spirits, why
should they be humans?"

Tang Cuo frowned, "What the **** do you hate?"

"Do you hate?" Lin Yan's face was calm. He held his palm in front, with the remaining
beads hanging on his hand. A Buddha's light enveloped him and turned into an invisible
barrier to stop Tang Cuo's attack.

He continued: "No, I don't hate, I just ask for a cause and effect. I have been a man for
more than 30 years in the world, and I have been in the Yongye City for 70 years. In the
past 100 years, I have saved many people, but I still have no good ending. Good death.
Unfortunately, I didn’t die, and climbed up from **** again."

"I do things, but I want to be fair. If I save 10,000 people, I will kill 10,000 people; if I
save one million people, I will kill one million people. But later I found out that this
number is really unclear. He has already entered the Qingye procedure, and he has
even been reborn. It is impossible to tell who is who."

"Then you have to kill them all."

Lin Yandong's tone, the real cloud is breezy, all the madness are hidden under the
peaceful appearance, the more peaceful, the more frightening.

Tang Cuo panted, clenched his sword, and said in a deep voice: "Since you said to be
fair, you must retaliate, so now, these people, those in the world, more than 99% of
them are not all Innocent?"

"Tangcuo." Lin Yandong suddenly became indifferent. "You have also been to "July
Rose". You must have seen the god, right?"

Tangcuo was silent.

Lin Yandong: "The truth of the world is false. The world is false, everything we
experience is false, only Yongye City is true. I have also thought about the problem you
said, I struggled and hesitated Until I see the truth. If the world is fake, what is all I have
suffered?"

"In the end it was just a joke."

He laughed softly, his self-deprecating voice went into exile in the night breeze, and his
deep eyes looked directly at Tang Cuo again, saying, "It's really cruel to kill them. I have
forgotten many things in these years, but I vaguely remember I shouldn’t be such a
cruel person, then-let the world return to reality."

"Hell should have the appearance of hell, and evil spirits should also have the attitude of
evil spirits. If they are evil spirits, why should they be humans."

With that said, Lin Yandong went back to his first sentence, but only changed from
question to affirmative.
The world is hell, and people are evil spirits. This may be the truth in Lin Yandong's
heart. Tang Cuo did not know what he had experienced, which made his heart so
obscure. What he cared more about was-why did Lin Yandong say so much suddenly?

Before the death of this villain, his heart was completely dismissed, not like Lin
Yandong's style.

He looked at himself all the way, more like telling himself to himself.

"I don't agree." Tang Cuojian said a simple sentence, and the sword pointed forward
again.

His figure was like a wind, falling like a thunder, and the sword of ruling was swung
down. [Flame Thorns] and [Ice Snake] attacked Lin Yandong from left to right, almost
evacuating all the magic in his body.

Between the left and right, Lin Yandong's Buddha light was finally broken. He took a
little bit of injury, and the hand that Jin Cheng injured was frozen with a layer of ice, and
even cracked his skin.

Tang Cuo also bathed his hands and cracked his mouth, but his eyes were still firm. His
eyes were black and white and translucent. This time he changed his eyes to Lin
Yandong with the kind of eyes as if he could see through people's hearts. Every time he
dropped a sword, he gave him a word back.

"You are in hell, let everyone go to **** with you."

"If it is just a badge of evil spirits, the player will at most lose control of the killing. But
you have a knocking bell, and the evil spirits manipulated are enough to bring about
great difficulties, and even expose the existence of Yongye City."

"You have tried the bottom line of the gods again and again, because you have to tear
the truth completely, and you have to pull all the people in the world into the city of
Yongye. From then on, there will be no other people to try the game, all players will be
from life to death "Even reincarnation and forgetting the past through the Qingye
procedure are just another painful beginning."

"You know that gods will not stop you."

"Gods will just stand by and watch."

"Perhaps ten years and one hundred years later, there will be no history of the Yongye
City, and no one will ever remember that there was a world with law, civilization, and
sunshine."

"right?"

When the voice fell, the players who were far away did not hear their conversations, but
Chi Yan, Wen Xiaoming and others who came to help heard them clearly. Then, the
back was cold.

What deep maliciousness they face, deep and pure.

Ruby Tavern in the central area two blocks away, K leaned against the door and looked
at it, and sighed. He was also holding a wine glass, whiskey with soda and lemon, just
for such a lively celebration day.

"Bang!" Lin Yandong was shot down completely and could hardly get up. But the corner
of his mouth still managed to evoke a smile, watching Tang Cuo's eyes show a trace of
appreciation.

He coughed up blood and smiled, "Congratulations, you got it right... I'm finally starting
to have a hint of expectation now, you may be able to give me a miracle."

"Tangcuo, do you think you can stop me?"

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"Did you forget the twelve movements?"

Jin Cheng answered Lin Yandong's words instead of Tang Cuo. He stood on the top of a
tall tower, holding a thin piece of paper glowing with brilliance, and made a loud noise in
the wind.

A word "Ling" landed and "Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows" sounded.

Mr. Crow, who had long waited on the side, made his debut. He has been watching the
drama for a long time, and his heart is very itchy. At this moment, facing Jin Cheng, he
finally realized the feeling of love and hate for him at the beginning. He opened his
mouth and said: "Issuing your decree."

Jin Cheng was not in a hurry, his eyes swept the crowd.

At this moment, everyone is looking up. In addition to the celebration game continued,
the rest of the players were shocked and involuntarily stopped the action at hand, even
the npc.

Yan Yun looked at Leng Miao inexplicably. This movement was thrown to Jin Cheng by
Leng Miao. Just a little thought, he understood the real origin of this movement.

"He trusts you," he said.

Leng Miao didn't answer, he didn't want to say half a word to this man with Rong Yi's
face.
Yan Yun wasn't interested in asking for fun. He looked back at Jin Cheng again and
asked curiously: "Do you think that Mr. Lin can be killed with just one movement?"

Jin Cheng shook his head, "Since you dare to appear generously here, I don't doubt
that you have any other cards. I also feel very sorry that every piece of music is very
precious. Originally, this can be used to change the whole night. The things in the city,
because of you, have to be spent on personal grievances, or even in the end, what they
do may be useless."

Yan Yun smiled, "It's a pity."

The rest of the players can't help but start to imagine, if, if these movements are really
used to transform Yongye City, then will Yongye City become a place as beautiful as the
world. Even if there is still a copy, even if there is still no sunshine, will it be much better
than now?

But they ushered in only fighting, and killing.

"Mr. Lin said right now, killing is really not very good. Killing is too easy, let you lose the
most basic awe of life." When anger reached its peak, began to restrain.

Jin Cheng, holding the movement, stood in the crowd's attention, slightly raised his
eyebrows, and a touch of indifference appeared in his tone, saying, "Everyone of you is
asking why, it's really ugly to cry and runny. If you feel that living is meaningless, then
Go to death; if you don’t want to give up, shut up for me, get up from the ground and
walk forward; as for you-Mr. Lin."

Lin Yandong sat in the ruins with one hand, looking up at him.

Jin Cheng: "I really don't want to play this game with you to go to **** with you. Do you
think that dragging the world into the Yongye City is still hell? No, people who want to
live brightly will always live in the sun. ."

"And you, fall to **** forever."

Perhaps Jin Cheng's tone was too cold, and there was silence all around.

Only Tangcuo was very calm, he threw a sword flower, and closed the sword. He looked
back at Jin Cheng, and when his eyes met, he nodded slightly.

The next second, Tang Cuo threw a black object. The object was magnified in the wind,
and when everyone had no time to recover, Lin Yandong was turned into a prison cage.

Jin Cheng's voice also sounded, "Ling: The celebration time was extended to July 16th
of the lunar calendar."

All the talents had just attracted their attention from the black cage, and looked at Jin
Cheng in amazement. Lin Yandong's eyes were slightly condensed. Although he was
not surprised, he was not happy.

Mr. Crow was very satisfied with the effect, and he stood up and said loudly, "Yes."

Jin Cheng: "Order: Destroy the props [kick heart bell]."

Mr. Crow: "Yes."

This time it was Yan Yun’s brow frowning, but only a moment later, his brows spread out
again, and he looked at Jin Cheng with a smile, "You can do it."

Jin Cheng: "Overwhelming."

Then he looked at Mr. Crow again, "Will the great Mr. Crow, promulgate these two laws,
do I have any other authority?"

At this moment, Mr. Crow saw him a lot of eyes, waving his wings indifferently, "You are
the number seven movement, and you have a little authority, just a little, can you try it?"

Jin Cheng smiled, "I want to open the magic mirror question and answer."

"Well." Mr. Crow thought for a while before thinking of what it was. He didn't know what
Jin Cheng was going to do with the magic mirror, but he was a helpful Mr. Crow at the
moment, so he generously agreed.
"Only two questions can be asked, and the answer can only be "yes" or "no"." Mr.
Crow's voice fell, and an oval mirror appeared above his head.

Tang Cuo also came to Jin Cheng, Jin Cheng made a gesture of invitation, "Are you
coming?"

I'll come as soon as I come. Tang Cuo looked at this sunglasses that might have been
taken from Snow White's stepmother and asked, "The first question: Is Rong Yi still
alive?"

The words fell, Leng Miao's breathing stagnation, Yan Yun also changed his face.

The gaze converged, and a word slowly appeared on the sunglasses-yes.

Rong Yi is still alive!

Wen Xiaoming's eyes widened, because he was too surprised to grab Qian Wei's arm
beside him, and almost screwed him down. Qian Wei shouted in pain, but no one cared
about the dissonant voice at this time.

Tang Cuo immediately asked: "Second question: Is Miao Qi still alive?"

But this time the sunglasses didn't give an answer. Mr. Crow was surprised, and then
said: "This is really weird. Mr. Ben Crow has never seen such a situation."

Tang Cuo: "Schrodinger's Miao Qi."

You can think of him as dead, or when he is alive. Tang Cuo felt that Lin Yandong was a
bit weird today when he first played against him, and the long list of words seemed to
make him feel more confident. doubt.

Lin Yandong, was affected.

Yan Yun reacted instantly.

He said that Lin Yandong's soul seemed to be mutilated. After taking Miao Qi, I was
afraid that the mutilated part was inadvertently completed by Miao Qi. Miao Qi can be
considered dead or alive, living in Lin Yandong's soul.

That young man wearing a red scarf... Yan Yun suddenly smiled, which was really
interesting.

But his smile did not last for more than a second, and Leng Miao killed him, "Where is
Rong Yi, where did you hide Rong Yi?!"

Yan Yun stepped back hurriedly, the statutes had been exported, and his knocking heart
bell would no longer work. Now he dare not be as brazen as before, "Calm down, young
man."

"Cold fart!"

"Ah, how do you scold yourself?"

Yan Yun said that she didn't have a serious smile, and Leng Miao even looked more
sullen. The two started to fight without saying a word. The rapid development of the plot
was staggering.

Mr. Crow is also very speechless, k27216 clearly asked only two very simple questions,
why suddenly had this effect? What is this group of players thinking about every day.

"Humph." Mr. Crow snorted disdainfully.

"Ding!"

"The seventh movement was detected, holder g79081."

"The decree is approved within the prescribed limits and takes effect immediately."

"We will broadcast the whole area below."

In the system's broadcast, "Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows" spread throughout the
city.
The vast majority of players do not understand the truth, do not know what knocking
heart bell, nor do they know the "Who is Who" game played by Yan Yun, Lin Yandong,
Miao Qi, and Rong Yi. For them, the most important message is that the celebration
time has been extended, and the culprit is Jin Cheng.

But Jin Cheng has followed Tang Cuo on the road of the villains, and he is gone forever.

The cage that trapped Lin Yandong was the black iron prison cage that Xiao Tong used
to trap Tang Cuo. When it was used again, Tang Cuo changed the password for
unlocking, so now this cage can only be opened by him.

Delaying the end of the celebration and blocking the passage between Yongye City and
the world was originally intended by Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng.

Killing Lin Yandong is next.

It is the only thing to ensure that evil spirits will not invade the world.

Those who do important things have always wanted a clear distinction between the
primary and secondary.

It was just that they thought it would take a lot of troubles at first, but Rong Yi kept his
hand, and Leng Miao brought twelve movements.

The peak goes round.

Taking advantage of Leng Miao's drag on Yan Yun, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo went to the
black iron cage again.

Jin Cheng squatted down and stared at Lin Yandong, saying, "Now the twelve
movements in Yongye City are only the movement number two in our hands. Number
three and number four have not yet appeared, but it should not be in your hands. ,
Otherwise it will not be the situation now. Five, nine, twelve because of the death of the
black hat returned to the copy, but now the access to each copy is cut off, no one can
get it in a short time. Or maybe, they don’t It will reappear, and will not appear until the
next twelve movement collection manifests."

Speaking of which, a smile appeared on Jin Cheng's face finally, "So, I'll ask you, Mr.
Lin. What are you going to do now?"

Lin Yandong looked at him with a deep gaze and did not answer.

Jin Cheng: "I have to thank Mr. Lin for pushing me. The taste of being a villain is really
good. Because of the delay of the celebration, players may hate me, and I don’t have to
sacrifice anything for them. In this way As long as you can’t open the way, no matter
what you do with the badge of evil spirits in Yongye City, I don’t seem to be threatened
by you anymore, do you?"

Lin Yandong's back was slightly rickety because of his serious injury, and his arm, which
was hit hard, was still bleeding even now. But his expression in the cage seemed a bit
leisurely, and he asked: "Can you really do it?"

Can you really do it and ignore the suffering of others?

"Then wait and see." Jin Cheng stood up and smiled heartily. "Say hello to Miao Qi for
me. By the way, I wish you a long life."

Live alive.

Live in your **** and see flowers bloom on earth.

Tang Cuo is not very good at spreading salt on people's wounds. He also knows that
their battle with Lin Yandong is far from over.

And Yan Yun.

Why did Yan Yun stand on Lin Yandong's side just because Lin Yandong released him
from the copy? As the captain of Yanyun Tushen Squad, he cannot be easily controlled
by others.
What can he get from it?

As everyone watched, Tangcuo was too late to think about it. Fortunately, the access
road was blocked and the knocking heart bell was destroyed. Now they have the upper
hand, but they are not in a hurry to kill Lin Yandong.

Thinking about this, Tang Cuo called the Chi Yan trio and pointed to the black iron
prisoner cage: "Bring me back."

Qian Wei scratched his head, and inexplicably thought of "The Return of the Snowy
Night", was supported by Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng to dig pits and bear bears.

Forget the past.

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Tang Cuo's move to take Lin Yandong away was not hindered by any players. As Jin
Cheng had expected, they would tend to avoid disadvantages.

Yongye City is a place where the winner is king.

Leng Miao followed Yan Yun, but Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo did not move.

Their condition is too bad. The mental strength of their injuries and overdrafts has
reached their limit. Past experience tells them that it is dangerous to walk under Yong
Ye City in such a state, and they do not want to let people see through their true state
and simply retreat.

Back at the hotel in Area C, Tang Cuo didn't even go to Lin Yandong, he went to sleep.
The tiredness brought in the copy, the psychological impact of the re-walking in the
memory, etc., all exploded at this moment, so that he did not hold for three seconds,
and his thoughts fell into a dim.

It's hard to say whether he fell asleep or fell into a coma.

Jin Cheng was sitting by the bed, and the moment he saw his eyes closed, his breath
was stagnant. He was nervous to confirm his heartbeat, and he was not relieved until
the slow but powerful pulse passed through his palm.

In just one day, he seemed to have experienced the pain of losing Tang Cuo twice.
Feeling like a roller coaster, until now I can't completely calm down.

Fortunately, everything is still too late.

After a while, Wen Xiaoming walked into the room and shouted "Boss", but then quickly
covered his mouth. Because he saw Jin Cheng also fell asleep, and the kimono was
lying next to Tang Cuo holding him, his face was exhausted and tired.

Wen Xiaoming felt a bit of distress in his heart, but although the two men were tired
from hanging the same paragraph, there was no restlessness between the brows. This
made Wen Xiaoming feel a little comforted, but just tired.

Tired, just sleep.

At this time, Chi Yan and Qian Wei also leaned in from the door, one on top of the other,
looking into the door with their eyes shut. Wen Xiaoming hurriedly gave them a glance
and let them hurried away, and as a result Peng Mingfan also came.

Peng Mingfan, who has always been calm and rational, pushed his glasses and asked
in a low voice: "Are they sleepy?"
Wen Xiaoming keenly discovered the difference between "sleepy" and "sleeping".

"Go, go!" Wen Xiaoming smiled angrily, and hurriedly drove out the three little cubs, and
took the door to the door.

Peng Mingfan only talked about the business at this time, "This layer has been
completely packaged, the props you gave us are also placed at the designated location,
and the defensive enchantment has three layers, but you can't go out."

Wen Xiaoming nodded and expressed satisfaction.

Ten minutes later, next to Tang Tso’s room, there was a large and a small two-room
suite. The door connecting the two rooms was open. In one room was Lin Yandong,
who was trapped in a cage, and in the other room, Wen Xiao. Ming four people.

They lined up, sat against the wall, and tilted Erlang's legs, looking at Lin Yandong.

Peng Mingfan actually didn't want to tilt her legs, but Wen Xiaoming was forced to follow
the public on the grounds that she was not in a group.

Qian Wei: "Why should we sit so far?"

Chi Yan: "Then you sit in front."

Qian Wei: "I don't want it."

Chi Yan: "That's not enough."

Qian Wei: "In case -"

Peng Mingfan: "Shut up."

Chi Yan: "Please shut up."

Wen Xiaoming: "What's the matter?"

Chi Yan: "Don't ask, the question is that the crow mouth is invincible."
Qian Wei wanted to cry without tears.

At the same time, in the copy of "Eternal Oasis".

Lilith is sitting in the red seat of the red convertible sports car, while applying nail polish
and scolding her mother, "Which **** with no eyes has extended the opening time of the
channel to July 16? Granny killed him."

Because the extension of celebrations is very extensive, the system also issued a
notice of "open channel extension" to each copy when broadcasting the whole area. It
just didn't mention the twelve movements.

Yu one by one drove the car, glanced at Lilith through the sunglasses, and said, "Are
you afraid that Jin Cheng did it? In the entire Yongye City, is he one of the most likely to
do such a thing?"

Hearing the words, Lilith's nail polished hands stopped, and then kicked the remaining
one by one, "Just talk a lot."

Yu Yiyi lowered her head to see her feet off her high heels, but shook her head
helplessly.

"Look at your eyes again." Lilith threw away her nail polish, lifted her foot to pick up the
machine gun next to it, and turned around to put the machine gun on the door. It was a
sudden burst of sight at the shop beside the road. The whole process was like running
in clouds and flowing in less than a second.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang!"

The glass exterior wall of the shop shattered all the way, and several people jumped out
of it, launching a counterattack on Lilith. Just because Lilith implemented fire
suppression at the beginning, the other party was caught flat-footed.

An ambush was beaten without being beaten, and that is what it is today.
"Jining that bastard, I knew there would be an ambush." ​Lilith raised her eyebrows
slightly.

"Who told you everywhere that he was a fake drug liar, turned his face and turned his
face, and stayed alive for a while, so that he would see each other in the future." At the
same time, he reached into his arms and flicked a few pieces of rune paper backwards.
The sound of "Bang, Boom" turned into a huge white foam to block the ambush behind,
and the bubble continued to grow until it blocked the whole. Streets.

Yu Yiyi is a rune master.

Lilith pouted, "I'm going to fight, what are you doing to stop them?"

Yu smiled bitterly, "Grandma, we are almost late."

After the Gobi chase, they and the people from Ji Ning's gang of vaccine institutes
completely tore their faces. The way the card bug left the copy didn't work, they enabled
planb.

The copy asks them to build a new world here, then they follow the meaning of the copy
and kick off Ji Ning as the leader of this new world. Maybe when they really control the
world, they have a way to clear the customs as they want.

Lilith is a resolute and popular person. Coupled with Yu Yiyi, an opportunist, Gobi
immediately turned around and hit an important city in the hands of Jining.

That is the c city where it is now.

Ji Ning suffered such a big loss, of course, to retaliate. Ten minutes later, Lilith will
announce the establishment of the New Human Alliance in front of the C City TV Tower.

Thanks to the early propaganda of Jining, in order to consolidate his position and
establish a new world faster, he did not hesitate to shape Lilith into an angel-like figure
who saved the suffering. Then, people from the Vaccine Research Institute extracted
Lilith's blood and refined "Angel One" to detoxify the cadaver poisoned humans. The
detoxified humans are called new humans.

There is nothing wrong with this set of processes itself, but Ji Ning underestimated Lilith
and also missed the existence of Yu Yiyi.

The two conspired against the water and stepped on the top of Ji Ning.

The new man regards Lilith as the savior, and now Lilith kicks Ji Ning, and of course
they bow their heads to Lilith. But Yu one by one knows, where is this savior, what angel
is clearly a witch.

Ten minutes later, the sports car stopped in front of the steps of the TV tower. All the
new humans in City C have all gathered here, and there is a lot of enthusiasm, watching
the people walking down in the car enthusiastically and expectantly.

Lilith has put on high heels, a black dress, long hair and waist. Although it didn’t look
like a fighting costume, but she walked from a heroic temperament, and Yu Yiyi also
knew that her thigh covered by her skirt was still tied with a gun and her hands painted
with bright red nail polish , Can also pull out the knife from the void at any time.

The sword is a double-edged sword, and violence rages on.

Yu Yiyi looked at her back, silently nagging in her heart: it was the feeling of being in
love.

But the next second, Lilith turned back and glared at him, "Why don't you leave? Would
you like me to invite you? What kind of man does Mohu Hao look like."

Yu Yiyi: It's too fierce to love, goodbye.

the other side.

Zhang San, Yu Yiyi's teammate, a lonely left-behind person whose name and
appearance are both passers-by, is lying in an obscure cell in the G District Prison at
this moment, tilting his legs to read the villain's book.
There are very few books in Yongye City. Only senior players like Lin Yandong can
accumulate books from that book cafe through years and years of accumulation. The
book "Yang Naiwu and Little Cabbage" in Zhang San's hand was obtained by
coincidence in a copy when he first entered Yongye City. After following him in Yongye
City for so many years, the big-slapped books are almost torn. Too.

Zhang San was very precious about this. Even Yu asked him one by one, but he
refused to give it. He only took it out at such a quiet time in the night, and silently gave a
tear to the poor protagonist.

That's horrible.

Can't help but think of a song "Iron Window Tears".

Speaking of why Zhang San is here, I blame Yu Yiyi. This guy chased the girl and
entered the copy. He didn’t come back until now. Zhang San had to move with Wen
Xiaoming first, but Wen Xiaoming’s risk factor was too high. Zhang San was still used to
his own way.

Walking, he came into prison.

Jin San didn't know exactly what they were doing or what Lin Yandong had conspiracy.
That day he saw Rong Yi leaving from area g, followed by the black hat promulgating
the number nine movement, and area g was closed.

He felt a bit strange. Was it because Rong Yi closed the g-zone or was it caused by the
black hat movement?

After Rong Yi left District G, Zhang Sanbai was bored and followed him for a while, and
saw him meet Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo. The three of them held a movement and talked
over there. Presumably that movement was brought by Rong Yi from the g area.

Movement is a good thing, but Zhang San knows that this is not something he can
touch, so he retreats. Immediately after the promulgation of the Black Hat's No. 9
movement, he glanced back at the g zone, and found that the g zone seemed to be a bit
wrong.

Area g is closed.

Zhang San lurked outside for a long time, and none of the players came out from inside.

The gate of area g has always been closed, and all players in jail are directly transferred
to the light, and do not walk from the main entrance. But after waiting for such a long
time, none of them had been released with a sentence, which was too unusual. Zhang
San did not believe in evil, and waited for another whole day, and there was still no
movement in Area g.

At this time, the attention of the entire Yongye City was almost on the laws of the
movement. Later, there was a matter of compiling the assessment, and no one noticed
the strangeness of the area g.

Having been with Yu Yiyi for a long time, Zhang San's sense of smell also became very
sharp. He guessed what must have happened in the g area, and sneaked in quietly.

The main entrance didn't know if I could go, and it was too eye-catching to go, so Zhang
San went to area f and found a new player to make a deal. He spent ten points for the
player to kill himself, and logically entered the g zone without arousing a little splash.

There was indeed a problem inside Area g, because Zhang San had not seen the
warden once in the past two or three days. The warden who once made the players
frightened, and now only the harsh ringtones are left.

The big-hearted players are naturally relaxed, and only hope that Xiao Tong will never
show up again, so that they can eat a few free meals with peace of mind.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon..." Zhang San put down the villain's
book, sighed softly, and finally patted his **** to stand up and walked to the door.
He raised his hand across the hair room, pulled out a black hairpin, and poked it into the
lock.

Zhang San, his occupation is "Liang Shang gentleman".

Of course, there is no such thing as a "thief" in the battle system of Yongye City. Zhang
San’s combat ability is not very strong, and his strength can only be regarded as the tail
of the crane in Zone A, but he has a very special prop, which is the card issuer in his
hand, the name is a bit tacky, called-Wanneng key.

As long as there is something about the lock, whether it is a physical lock or a magic
lock, Zhang San can use this key to open it. Including the black iron cage.

At this moment, Zhang San took advantage of other prisoners' inattention and quietly
opened the door to search for Xiao Tong's trail. He walked very carefully, almost no
footsteps, even if other players found him halfway, most of them ignored it.

In the prison, pay attention to a wise man to protect himself. Occasionally, the players
ridiculed whether he was about to escape, Zhang San did not mind releasing them, and
made a few more friends who escaped, but they were unhappy.

As he walked, Zhang Sanyue walked away, gradually moving away from the cell area
and touching the depths of area g.

There are rumors that there are two prisons in the g district. One prison is for ordinary
prisoners, that is, where Zhang San was staying just now, and the other is for criminals,
that is, the water cell that Crimson once stayed in.

The water cell was not underground, but in a different space, it was the residence of the
warden Xiao Tong.

Because of the key, Zhang Sanyi was unblocked. And because there is only Xiao Tong
as the warden in District g, there are no other jailers, so he is not only unobstructed, but
he does not even see half of the figure.
It stands to reason that the governor has absolute control over the prison, and
everything that happens in the prison can't hide his eyes, so no other jailer is needed.
Zhang San has already come here, but Xiao Tong still does not appear, which makes
Zhang San have to doubt that Xiao Tong is still in the g area.

Where did he go?

Still trapped?

After another walk, Zhang San came to a door. This is a black iron door with
complicated patterns engraved on it. It looks mysterious like a star pattern.

Zhang San vaguely felt that the inside of the door might be the end of the g zone, took a
deep breath, and made sufficient psychological preparations, and then carefully took out
the key.

"Squeak." The door opened.

The salty and damp wind came, Zhang San blinked his eyes and saw a deep black sea.
He stood by the cliff, raised his hand to block the wind, and looked up, under the vast
starry sky, there was an isolated island on the sea.

There is a lighthouse on the island.

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Zhang San wanted to take a look at the island. He intuitively felt that the lighthouse was
the residence of Warden Xiao Tong. But there was such an isolated island at sea, and
he passed by himself, too dazzling.

What's more, under the surface of the sea, those fierce criminals may be shut down. If
he passes directly over the sea, what might be triggered.

The unknown danger discouraged Zhang San. He hesitated and never thought of a
good solution. He couldn't help but sigh if Yu Yi was there. It's perfect to put a stealth on
your body.

But just as he was about to turn around and leave, the calm sea suddenly began to
surge, and the whimpering wind began to scream, blowing across Zhang San's ear,
sharp as a knife.

"What's the matter?" Zhang San quickly hid most of his body behind the door, and when
he looked out to see, the lighthouse suddenly shined.

The light was very unstable, and there seemed to be a huge amount of energy
overflowing, making the whole sea unstable. The violent winds and huge waves filled
Zhang San's vision. Like the end of the world, there seemed to be a shadow of an iron
chain in the rising wave, which was connected to the cage on the bottom of the sea.

The wailing cry, the unwilling roar, and the clattering sound of the cage were constantly
tumbling from the bottom of the sea to the surface of the water, so the whole sea
became more and more turbulent, and the waves constantly beat the isolated island in
the center of the sea.

It is like a small boat in a storm, and there is always the risk of overturning.

Zhang San looked shocked and dared not step outside. Reason tells him that he should
leave immediately, but there is a voice in his heart telling him-stay and find out what is
going on here, which may be very important.
He swallowed hard, swallowed his heart, took out a pair of glasses and put it on. It's
very much like the 3D glasses in the movie theater. The red and blue lenses can help
Zhang San penetrate all the bans and see the pictures in the distance, restoring the
reality.

The next second, through the wind and waves, and through the lighthouse window,
Zhang San finally saw the situation inside the lighthouse-Warden Xiao Tong!

he is!

The layout of the room looks like a monitoring room, the virtual light screen hangs the
room, big and small everywhere. Xiao Tong was facing them, sitting with his back to
Zhang San, his hands on the armrests of the chair, petrified.

Although it was only a back view, Zhang San still felt that he was in pain. The shadow
enveloped him, and the shadow at his feet was twisted and struggling, with his mouth
wide open and howling silently.

It was a very weird scene, like a ghost drilling out of the ground and grabbing Xiao
Tong's ankle. He sat motionless, but the green muscles burst on the back of his hand,
and the surging energy overflowed from him, causing the lighthouse to run away and
the Black Sea out of control.

At this moment, Zhang San couldn't care whether he was found or not, so he quickly
investigated the situation in the house. From this look, you can see the clues-the
monitoring screens displayed on the virtual light screen are the same.

In the large and small screens, there is only the same desperate face hidden in the
shadows. Zhang San narrowed his eyes, looked closely, then looked again, and finally
found out-that was Lin Yandong!

Suddenly blurted out, "Sancha" quickly covered his mouth and stared at the details of
the monitoring screen. But the picture gave Lin Yandong's close-up of his face, except
for the despairing suffocating look, he could see nothing.
But Zhang San didn't wait long before Xiao Tong moved. He raised his seemingly stiff
hand and made a call back motion, and the monitoring screens began to play back
together.

The picture freezes and some other people appear.

They were climbing the mountain, obviously carrying only a small backpack on their
backs, but they were all gasping, sweating, and even their waists could not be
straightened, and they could only support their knees and walk forward.

Lin Yandong walked in the front, his backpack was the most bulging, blood spilled from
the corners of his mouth, ears, and even nails, as if the weight on his back had crushed
the blood vessels in his body, blood scrambled Flowing out.

But his gaze is the most determined among all people, and his pace is also determined,
one step at a time. Although it is slow, he has not stopped.

The end point is in front, where there is a big big stone standing on the top of the
mountain. Everyone's eyes looked at the stone with hope, but it was hopeless, they still
fell one after another.

Even if it is only one step away from the end.

Someone cried in collapse, but the whole person was crushed to the ground, unable to
move, even crying in awkwardness. Someone raised his hand reluctantly, opened his
backpack frantically and threw things out from the inside.

Some people threw money, some threw a red beating heart, some threw out a glowing
luminous group, there were many photos, small unidentified objects, and so on.

Zhang San looked confused, but vaguely guessed that these things might be crucial to
them, otherwise the backpack would not be that heavy. He also saw that this was a
copy, a copy that Lin Yandong had participated in.
At this time, Lin Yandong, who was at the forefront, stopped. He was really just one step
away from the end point, but he still chose to turn back, turn around, gritting his teeth,
slowly and firmly picking those discarded things into his backpack. For example, that
heart, those glowing light clusters.

He didn't speak. When the whole picture reached Zhang San, it was silent. He saw the
blue muscles bursting on Lin Yandong's arm, the blood vessels that were constantly
collapsing, even if he just looked at them, he felt the pain.

But Lin Yandong kept silent until he finally checked everyone's backpacks and pulled
them up one by one, saying, "Go."

Zhang San didn't hear the sound, but he understood the mouth shape.

Lin Yandong said "Let's go", and the rest nodded and helped each other to follow him.
This was a moving picture, but without taking a few steps, Lin Yandong's body suddenly
shook and fell to the ground.

He tripped over a stone on the ground, his backpack fell to the ground, and the contents
of it scattered all over the ground.

Zhang San can't count how many things are in it, even the entire monitoring screen
can't fit. Zhang San watched Lin Yandong scramble to get up hard, picking up those
things one by one, and the rest of them seemed to want to help, but they were
exhausted.

At this moment, Lin Yandong's expression changed suddenly.

He quickly rummaged through the pile of objects, again and again, as if looking for
something, but could not find it. He began to ask the people around him with anxious
expression.

Because of the speed of speaking and angle issues, Zhang San didn't see what he was
talking about, only to see that he suddenly grabbed the neckline of a young man and
questioned loudly.
The man also collapsed and was talking to him. He gasped heavily, as if he could hardly
breathe, his chest was undulating, his eyes were red, hysterical.

Just looking at it, Zhang San could imagine how sharp his voice was at the time.

"Don't you *help**!"

"Don't help the end for **?"

"It's just ****, throw it away! Why did you pick up ******, but not mine!"

"You put the most heavy things in the bag, but you won't pick me up!"

"You just want to hurt me!"

Zhang San finally read a few words again, if he had read them correctly.

Seeing this, he seemed to be like the person in the picture, his chest was squeezed,
unable to breathe. Lin Yandong turned his back to him. Zhang San couldn't see his face
clearly. He could only see that he punched him in the face, but because of his injuries,
he spit out blood.

Blood spurted the man's face. The man was stunned, but then he laughed and shouted,
"I threw it!"

"It's all **** thrown!"

"You pick it up!"

"You pick it up!"

Zhang San read these sentences thoroughly and then fell silent.

The next scene made him completely silent. Lin Yandong began to look around for the
thing that was thrown away, and he begged him to help him find it, but no one was
willing to move.
Maybe they have no strength, Zhang San can only think so.

The things in the backpack are scattered all over the place, with a red heart and a light
cluster. Some landed in the distance, some landed only one meter from the end.

There were dozens of people in the front and back of the entire mountain climbing team.
Someone suddenly showed luck, looked at the thing closest to the finish line, rushed
over to pick it up, and the whole person crossed the finish line like a hoist.

He laughed wildly, and the laughter was the joy of the rest of his life.

Someone couldn't move at all on the ground, only his fingers were still moving, his
mouth twitched, and he seemed to be calling "Save me."

Some people also hugged Lin Yandong's calf and looked at him pleadingly, "Please,
don't look for it, can't you send us through customs first? Are you a good person?"

"Please……"

"Please……"

"Aren't you a good person?"

"Isn't it just a photo?"

"Why are you so selfish?"

"hypocritical!"

"You are hypocritical!"

"You are like the rest of this Yongye City!"

The greasy face gradually turned into a ghost. They crimsoned, accused loudly,
resented and mean, Zhang San did not know what happened to this group of people.
Even if they were forced into desperation, could it be like this?
He was chilled and chilled.

But Lin Yandong was unheard of, and he dragged his increasingly heavy steps, looking
everywhere for what he had lost. Finally, he finally found the stuck photo on a tree
branch on the top of the cliff. His eyes burst into rejoicing, and he rushed desperately to
get it back.

But at this moment, the young man who just clamored, "Go pick it up" suddenly got up
from the ground and pushed hard behind him.

Lin Yandong grabbed the photo, but he also fell off the cliff.

The picture finally settled in his stunned eyes. It was puzzling, just puzzling, as if
questioning Xiao Tong before monitoring, and also questioning Zhang San, who was
across the Black Sea—

why?

Zhang San almost didn't want to watch it anymore, but Xiao Tong seemed to be
masochistic and started calling back.

The screen jumped and the sun was shining. Lin Yandong rescued the man who nearly
fell off the cliff halfway up the mountain. He took his backpack and dragged him up,
reaching for a potion. The man raised his head, but it was the young man who pushed
Lin Yandong down the cliff.

He took the potion and said thank you in exchange for Lin Yandong's relief.

The next picture began to be chaotic.

Sometimes it was Lin Yandong who was talking to people, sometimes he was drawing a
road map with his head down, and sometimes he was asking about something. Zhang
San read a name from his mouth-Xiao Tong.

Xiao Tong is also in this copy, but somehow he is not with Lin Yandong, so Lin Yandong
is looking for him.
But where did he go?

For a long time, Zhang San finally saw him.

Xiao Tong has only one person, and his backpack is thin, so he walks a lot easier than
others. He came to the end by himself, turned his head around, and then walked
towards the only player on the scene.

This player was lying on the ground, but he was already breathing in and out of breath.

Xiao Tong squatted down and asked, he should be looking for Lin Yandong, Zhang San
read the name from his mouth. He also recognized the woman lying on the ground, this
man appeared in the first picture just now, watching Lin Yandong fall cliff with his own
eyes.

But she opened her mouth and said, "He has cleared customs."

Customs clearance is not a fall.

Zhang San will not admit this lip.

Xiao Tong's face was annoyed and seemed to be very angry. Without stopping, he
strode across the finish line. The woman looked at his back and smiled lowly, then was
stuck in the throat with a bite of blood, and died with wide eyes.

The screen jumped again, and finally returned to the ending.

Lin Yandong didn't die, clutching the photo in his hand, and climbing up. Also, how could
the players in Yongye City, like Lin Yandong, die easily. But it was a high mountain, and
the time had gone from day to night. Perhaps other players had already left the copy,
and even Xiao Tong had left. Only Lin Yandong was still struggling.

Covered with blood, he climbed up a little bit.

Xiao Tong has not watched it again.

He took off his hat, buried his face in it, and bent his back in pain. As long as Lin
Yandong climbed, he stayed in that state until the dark picture showed a few bright
lights again.

He looked up stiffly and saw himself in the picture arguing with Lin Yandong.

Xiao Tong can hear the sound in the monitoring picture. The pictures of the past are
vividly and vividly presented to him, and every detail is clearly visible.

That was the scene when the two had just joined the copy.

"You saved one person, can you still save everyone? I asked you again and again, if
you want to leave, you stayed for them time and time again, for decades, you still think
that Yongye City can really get better The twelve movements are just legends. When
and where they appear will be unclear. Do you want to stay here forever?"

Xiao Tongmei peaked like a sword, full of anger. But the more annoyed he was, the
more calm and gentle Lin Yandong who was facing him was.

"It will always get better." Lin Yandong smiled helplessly, "If you don't do it, I won't do it,
then there is really no hope."

"It's not you, someone else will do it, and you will carry your responsibilities on your
shoulders. You are not afraid to crush yourself. Lin Yandong, Xiao Xiao, I'm not a rare
savior!" Xiao Tong was angry, and finally walked away.

This is not the case.

Today Xiao Tong looked at the scene of that year, and his eyes were split. He was only
worried about Lin Yandong, only worried, otherwise he would not stay in Yongye City
after quarreling with him again and again.

They know each other's past, and they are the only confidant in this icy city. Their
relationship has also surpassed the so-called family, friendship, and even love. There
will be conflicts and quarrels, but they are still the most familiar people.
He was just worried.

Worried that the only person related to his past would be buried in the darkness of
Yongye City. It would be better to go into reincarnation together. Xiao Tong would rather
believe that they will have a brand new future and take a look at the world that once
gave them their lives.

Even after leaving the copy later, the two completely broke apart, Xiao Tong never
thought of leaving alone. He just made a gentleman's contract with Lin Yandong and
never met again.

Ten years have passed since then.

Xiao Tong clutched his hat tightly. Ten years later, he now began to wonder-was the
original break true?

He only discovered now that Lin Yandong at that time was no longer the former Lin
Yandong. But Xiao Tong didn't notice it, he only cared about venting his anger towards
him, and Yong Yecheng's decades of experience made him full of anger.

Thinking of this, Xiao Tong couldn't help but recall the picture of the day of the break.

He did not find Lin Yandong in the copy, thinking that Lin Yandong left him and cleared
the game first. He thought it was because the two of them had different ideas and the
gap between them became deeper, so he didn't see him after a few days and wanted to
calm down.

When I met again, Lin Yandong was still in a gentle and calm look, as if it were the
same as before. Xiao Tong wanted to sit down with him and have a good talk, but Lin
Yandong spoke, but let Xiao Tong go.

"Different ways are different, Xiao Tong, you go."

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course I know. Xiao Tong, I know from the beginning to the end, we are not all the
way. What do you think you know? From start to finish, you are the second young
master who is tall, isn't it? For you, I'm nothing but It’s a drama, an object that you can
show sympathy for. My ambitions and my ideals are all jokes for you. Why have you
really looked at me?"

"Lin, Yan, Dong!"

Xiao Tong shivered with rage.

Lin Yandong said that Xiao Tong regarded him as a joke, but Xiao Tong felt that he was
like a joke now.

Lin Yandong should know him, right?

Apart from Lin Yandong, who knows Xiao Tong better in this world?

In this **** Yongye City, who knows him better than Lin Yandong!

"I will give you one last chance to take back your words." Xiao Tong almost bleeds his
palms before he said this with his teeth.

But Lin Yandong smiled and shook his head, looking at him gently and calmly as before.

At that moment, Xiao Tong only felt sarcasm.

Ten years later, see you again. He unkindly and ruthlessly said in front of him that he
was a play, thinking that he no longer cared, but actually put nothing down.

"What **** gentleman's agreement, you Lin Yandong is a gentleman, but it's just a actor
who sings on stage. After coming to Yongye City for so many years, I forgot how to sing
it? In this way, if you sing a second sentence to Master Ben, I will promise you."

"Don't be passionate."

"Don't you desperately forget about the past."

Words were still in the ears, but Xiao Tong could not remember Lin Yandong's
expression when he heard it. That's a person who can pretend to be disguised. The
surface must be smiling, but what about the expression inside?

Is it like what he sees now?

Xiao Tong looked up and looked at the monitoring screen again.

The picture was permanently frozen, which was the scene where Lin Yandong finally
climbed to the top of the mountain. He was covered in blood, and there was hardly a
spot on his body. If it weren’t too familiar with the eyes, even Xiao Tong would not
recognize him.

The whole mountain top was empty, only Lin Yandong was alone. When he retrieved his
backpack, there was only a torn light group left in the backpack.

The light group flickered in and out, as if it would be wiped out in the next moment.

In this final picture, Lin Yandong grabbed the picked-up photo and suddenly smiled.

Zhang San finally saw the content of the photo. On that photo, Xiao Tong. Xiao Tong
understands that such a photo in the copy called "Die She Li" means-Lin Yandong has
everything about Xiao Tong in his heart.

His feelings for him have all the memories about him.

The human soul is only 21 grams, even if it is thrown away, it may be unaware.

But this photo may be heavy, so the young man who pushed Lin Yandong down the
mountain should secretly throw this photo away and replace it with his own while Lin
Yandong was not paying attention.

He will be questioned: "You put such a heavy thing in the bag, but refuse to pick me up!"

Xiao Tong closed his eyes in pain.

In the end, it was not that Lin Yandong did not understand him, but that he did not trust
Lin Yandong from the bottom of his heart. He was the same as those who mocked Lin
Yandong as a drama and ridiculed him wantonly.

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Zhang San consciously saw something terrible, and he dared not stay any longer, just
wanted to run away. Throughout the ages, people who know too many people will be
killed.

Thinking of this, Zhang San did not stay any longer, quietly closed the door, turned and
ran. But he didn't see it. When the door closed, Xiao Tong, sitting in the lighthouse,
glanced at him.

Xiao Tong did not chase, but at this moment, Mr. Crow was finally summoned. Seeing
the movements of the Black Sea, and then seeing Xiao Tong's appearance now, he was
startled.

"What are you doing? Are you a ghost?" He widened his mung bean eyes.

Xiao Tong's eyes were dark and dark, without a trace of light, so dark. He stared at Mr.
Crow and said, "Isn't Mr. Crow known as a 3,000-a-thousand man, omniscient and
omnipotent? Why should I ask me?"
Mr. Crow was speechless, and then became angry and angrily, "I want you to take care
of it! You just need to take care of yourself. The warden, look at what a ghost looks like
now. Ghosts look better than you!"

Mr. Crow is really not a good curse, it has no lethality. Xiao Tong was naturally painless
and itchy, and continued to stare at him, saying: "I want to go out."

"Who stops you!"

"I said, I'm leaving area g."

"Ga, no way!"

Mr. Raven felt that Xiao Tong was crazy, "You are the warden, and the moment you
become warden, you are destined to stay here. You are in violation of the regulations of
Yongye City!"

Xiao Tong: "What about the violation? Is Mr. Crow no choice?"

Mr. Raven: "Even if there is a way, why should Mr. Raven help you!"

Xiao Tong: "Then you can't help it."

Mr. Crow was about to vomit blood, but his not-so-big head was shining brightly. This
evil warden must be using aggressive methods, so he would not be fooled.

"You give up. Don't say if there is any way, if you violate the rules of Yongye City, the
end will be worse than the poor little lambs. Don't blame the great and kind Mr. Crow for
not reminding you that your term is about to come When it's time, there's a problem at
the critical moment. In the words of the group of lambs, it's called, called-death!

Finally remembering the word, Mr. Crow was so happy that he felt like a great writer.

"Do you die..." Xiao Tong murmured. He has lived for a hundred years, and life and
death seem to be less important. Although Mr. Crow refused to help, there was a
message in his words--
There are still ways.

Thinking of this, Xiao Tong finally stood up from his seat.

On the other side, Zhang San is running wildly. He didn't care if he would be discovered
by Xiao Tong at this time. He just wanted to leave as soon as possible, and he couldn't
return to the cell with fluke, he had to escape directly.

Anyway, he had the omnipotent key. Before Xiao Tong had found it, he ran out first. Tell
Jin Cheng and his companions all the things he heard and saw here. The more people
he knows, the lower his danger will be.

perfect.

But just as Zhang San crossed the big lawn in area g, and was about to insert the key
into the keyhole of the gate, a pressure fell from the sky, directly pressing him on one
knee.

"Fuck." Zhang San scolded, sweating like rain.

Without looking back, he also knows who is coming. He thought he was dead, but he
did not expect the people behind him to say, "I let you go, you will send a letter to Lin
Yandong for me."

Zhang San dared not to turn his head and tried to stay calm. "What should the grown up
prisoner bring?"

Xiao Tong: "Tell him that Xiao Tong invites him to come to the area g. If he can't come,
please tell him, I will go find him."

Zhang San agreed naturally, and at the moment he agreed, the pressure retreated, as if
it had never existed before. He sighed in fear and looked back. There was Xiao Tong on
the lawn.

Only a faint warning sound came from a distance.

"do not forget."

He said that Leng Miao chased after Yan Yun and wanted to ask Rong Yi's
whereabouts.

Yan Yun told him, "Rong Yi is in this body. He is my brother, and of course he is with
me. It's just that he's asleep now. You have to be careful not to hurt him. "

Leng Miao gritted her teeth. What Yan Yun said is not necessarily true, but if he is not
afraid of 10,000, he will be afraid of it. He cannot take this risk. Taking a deep breath,
Leng Miaosheng said: "What the **** do you want to do?"

Yan Yun was relieved to see that he finally stopped. It's just that he was a little too
exaggerated and seemed to be joking with Leng Miao.

"Let's sit down and talk." Yan Yun pointed to the hot spring soup next to it.

At this point, the two had moved away from the central area and came to somewhere in
area b. The celebration is still going on. Although the players here are not as many as
the central area, they are lively and festive.

Hot spring soup is also an egg game, but the raised curtain behind the curtain is brightly
lit and misty, and there is a faint sound and sound, so it looks like a good place.

Facing Yan Yun's invitation, although Leng Miao wanted to drown the guy who took his
brother's body and then went to the hot spring, he drowned in the hot spring pool, but in
order to save Rong Yi, he still walked with a cold face. Went in.

Yan Yun smiled, followed by a negative hand, like a tramp in a happy field.

The hot spring soup with immortal air is not Yaochi better than Yaochi.

The moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, the white crane in the pond remains
independent, and the fairy with a shadow is playing the piano behind the screen.
There are not many seats in the shop, each case is separated by a screen, and each
case is equipped with a small hot spring pool that can only accommodate two or three
people.

The table was placed next to the hot spring pool with fine wine and delicacies, and
guests could drink the hot spring while drinking.

The gameplay is also very simple-throw pot.

Players enter the game two by two, sit on the sides of the case, and put the arrows at
hand in turn into the copper pot opposite the hot spring pool. Eight arrows per person.

The winner can enjoy the hot spring alone. The water in the hot spring pool is the best
medicine soup in Yongye City. After soaking for half an hour, all aspects of the body can
increase in value. The losers are willing to gamble and lose, accepting due punishment.

"Ah!" A scream came, and Leng Miao followed the sound and saw what the so-called
punishment was.

Beheaded.

Two Xian'e wearing a fairy skirt walked the corridor with the skirt, put the cut head on
the tray, and then took a light step to the hot spring pool of Leng Miao and Yan Yun.

"Two guests, please." Xian E blessed her body and immediately put her head down,
smiling back.

The blood dripped down from the head ticking, but the cloud around the cloud covered
the blood well, and even the **** smell was covered by the incense floating in the air.

Only the eyes on the head were staring, and it was full of unwillingness.

It seems that this head is the so-called "pot".

Yan Yun shrugged. He didn't deliberately pick such a life-and-death game. He just
pointed his finger at a store. Who would have thought that luck is so good.
"A tie, isn't it difficult?" He looked at Leng Miao.

"You'd better make sure that Rong Yi's soul is really in this body, don't play any tricks."
Leng Miao Shen Sheng warned, "Otherwise, I can't save Rong Yi, and kill you first."

"Children, don't be so violent, always kill." Yan Yun sat down generously on the side of
the case. He took off his shoes and soaked his feet in the hot spring pool. He narrowed
his eyes comfortably and changed his head slightly. The lazy posture leaned against the
screen behind him. The screen was firm enough, and it didn't move.

He poured himself a glass of wine, a glass of fine wine, and he was in a better mood.
He drew out an arrow in the side arrow barrel and put it in his hand. He Yuguang
glanced at Leng Miao and said: "I want a drink ?"

Leng Miao frowned, "Lin Yandong was caught, don't you worry at all?"

Why Yan Yun stood on Lin Yandong's side, and even started to deal with Rong Yi, this is
not understandable. Now Lin Yandong was arrested, but Yan Yun was still able to drink
with a smile here, which is even more unimaginable.

The two men said they were accomplices, but they were in harmony.

"My knocking heart bells are all destroyed, and there are no twelve movements. Even if
I have the heart to save, how can I save?" Yan Yun chuckled, raised his hand and
thrown an arrow out, right in the middle of the head ear.

A small partition screen was also placed behind the head. A few drops of blood, such as
plum, landed on the white silk surface and slowly opened.

"Huan Er." Yan Yun rubbed his wrists, lamenting that his workmanship was not new.
Turning his head to see Leng Miao standing beside him, he stared at him and said,
"Since the plana has failed, there is naturally a planb."

Leng Miao: "Why tell me?"

Yan Yun: "Did I tell you? You don't know what planb is?"
Leng Miao was choked, and his face suddenly became darker.

Yan Yun seemed to like to joke. The darker Leng Miao's face was, the more fun he
laughed. He knocked on the table with his fingers. "Can I sit down and talk now?"

Leng Miao gave him a deep look, and finally sat down. He also pulled out an arrow, and
simply knocked down the arrow that Yan Yun had previously shot. The blood plum on
the screen was also destroyed without beauty.

Yan Yun applauded, "Good way."

Leng Miao: "Can I speak now?"

But Yan Yun didn't rush to answer, he drew an arrow slowly, squinted at the man's head
and gestured, and threw it out with a slap, before saying: "Even if I tell you, you will
doubt, no ?"

Before the words fell, Leng Miao raised his hand and magically cut the space, and the
arrow broke into a few knots and fell into the hot spring pool. In the sound of "Punt" and
"Punt", Leng Miao said: "You are talking nonsense."

"Really." Yan Yun pressed the pocket watch, the time was turned, and the arrow
returned to his original position in an instant, and returned to his hand. He was playing
with arrows, and every move seemed to dance on the cold nerves.

Leng Miao narrowed her eyes, it was Rong Yi's pocket watch. The ability of the time and
space system is special throughout the Yongye City, which is also their biggest support
for being ranked in the top ten of the red list.

"What on earth do you want?" Leng Miao clenched his fists, almost unable to restrain
his killing intention.

"Mr. Crow." Yan Yun threw the arrow again.

"Mr. Crow?"
"I will kill Mr. Crow and replace it."

Perhaps it was so surprised that Leng Miao didn't block Yan Yun's arrow anymore. He
frowned at his face, trying to see something from this familiar and strange face.

Yan Yun poured another glass of wine, and this time he pushed it to Leng Miao: "You
can go back and tell these two children to you, they will understand."

Leng Miao is really unknown. So, "Is this what you call a planb?"

Yan Yun spread his hands, "Actually, I think Lin Yandong's plana was too extreme from
the beginning, didn't it? Why bother with such a big week."

After hearing this, Leng Miao suddenly remembered the identity of the man in front of
him. The captain of the Tushen Squad, a man who dared to raise the butcher's knife to
the gods, a man with great ambitions, and Xiao Xiong.

Leng Miao: "Did you kill Mr. Crow, you can do whatever you want in Yongye City? Mr.
Crow is not a god, and the authority he has cannot even let him directly shoot the
player."

Yan Yun: "That may be because you have no musical talent?"

pardon?

Leng Miao almost ran away on the spot, in exchange for Yan Yun hearty smile. He
raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, throwing the rest of the arrow at hand,
and then made a gesture to Leng Miao.

"Please." He is equivalent to handing the initiative to Leng Miao. If Leng Miao wants to
kill him, all he needs to do is throw all the arrows left on his side. The end is bright.

The murderous intention flashed through Leng Miao's heart, but he failed to give up
after all. Yan Yun's arrows were perfectly engraved, and then he took a drink and drank
it, turned and left.
Yan Yun watched his back leave for a long time, shrugging his shoulders and mumbling
while continuing to pour wine: "Actually I prefer to drink juice..."

Area c.

Tang Cuo had a long dream.

The dream is very simple, he just walks along the road and keeps on walking. It was
just that the road seemed to have no end. He first saw the mother who was crying
across the road, and then met Jin Cheng riding a motorcycle, and then found himself
falling in the pool of blood, and he went back and forth.

He wrapped his clothes tightly, feeling a little cold, and then kept walking, walking until
the warmth came.

The end of the road ushered in the sunrise, and a huge red sun rose from the rodent
horizon. The whole heaven and earth were warmed up, and the sun fell on Tang Cuo,
warm as water.

Warmth makes life tired, Tangcuo sleeps on the long street and wakes up in reality.

Jin Cheng hangs on him like a koala. It is difficult for him to be more than one meter
nine in height, and he can still be wronged and put his head on Tang Cuo. The heat is
really hot, the hotel bed is not very big, two adult men are enough to fill the entire bed.

Tang Cuo lay quietly with his eyes open for ten minutes, and then pushed his head,
"Don't pretend to sleep, I know you wake up."

Jin Cheng smiled and raised his head, "Did you find it?"

Tang Cuo: "."

Jin Cheng: "Do you think I am naive?"

Tang Cuo: "No."

Jin Cheng: "You have."

Tang Cuo gave up struggling, "I am hungry."

"Okay." Jin Cheng propped up with one hand, and bowed his head to kiss him again
before he got out of bed to tinker with him. Bare feet, no clothes on the upper itself,
walking and grabbing the hair loops that fell on the ground, and tied a little bit of his long
hair.

It is said to be edible, but it is actually to put the meals that Wen Xiaoming just sent on
the table. Taking advantage of this effort, Tang Cuo also got out of bed to wash, and
after a moment he sat face to face with Jin Cheng on the coffee table.

After dialing the hair that was still not very obedient, Jin Cheng suddenly said, "I don't
know what happened to Lilith. If she is here, it's time to bury my hairstyle again."

Tang Cuo remembered Lilith and was silent for a moment. Lilith entered the copy, and
no one knew how it was. If there was no way in the end, she could only be rescued with
twelve movements.

Thoughtless, Tang Cuo glanced at Jin Cheng's really long hair, and suddenly the gods
said, "I will cut it for you?"

Jin Cheng: "Will you cut?"

Tang Cuo: "Just cut it."

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Tang Cuo said to cut and cut casually, that is to say, to cut and cut casually.

Jin Cheng just thought he was self-effacing, but he didn't want to tell the truth, so he had
to hold his wrist and smiled and said, "You still push me a inch. I think the inch is more
handsome."

"I didn't cut it." Tang Cuo said.

"Well, it must be the scissors' fault." Jin Cheng smiled.

"It's you turbulence." Tang Cuo straightened his head again, and walked his fingers
through the hair room, and looked at the hair that he had cut a little jerkyly-well, let's cut
it.

It's much easier to cut the plate, and Tang Cuo shaved his hair clean with a few faders.
The newly-made plate was a bit sticky, but Jin Cheng's hair was soft. He touched it and
touched it again.

Ban Cun also highlighted Jin Cheng's facial features completely. It was beautiful and full
of fierce temperament, which reminded Tang Cuo of the past.

At the first meeting, Jin Cheng was also in such a position, a bit tougher than when he
had long hair.

"Stunned?" Jin Cheng quipped, raising his hand to scratch his chin.

"Huh." Tang Cuo should be frank, so Jin Cheng froze. But it was such a stunned effort
that Tangcuo leaned his hands on the armrests of the chair and leaned down slightly,
trying to kiss down, and stopped to ask, "Do you appreciate your face?"

Reward, of course.
Jin Cheng didn't expect Tang Cuo to have such an active moment. Of course, he
couldn't get what he wanted. He leaned back and relaxed on the back of the chair with a
frivolous smile, "Come on."

Tang Cuo bowed his head and exchanged a kiss with him.

It's just that the hotel is not home after all, and it's not private enough. When Tang Cuo
raised his head, he saw four heads protruding from the door. Needless to say, it was
folded neatly, as if growing from a vine.

"Hey." Wen Xiaoming smiled and scratched her head, "That, the door is not closed, so
we... Um, Leng Miao has been around for a while, he seems to have something very
important."

Tang Cuo: "."

Jin Cheng also leaned out of the chair and asked, "Are you looking good?"

How can you answer me?

Isn't it pretty? Is it a new hairstyle or your kissing skills?

"Good-looking, the thief is awesome!" Or Qian Wei clapped his **** well. Peng Mingfan
suspected that his voice was too loud and hurried away.

Chi Yan was not surprised at this. Last time in Zone e, he had seen even more powerful
things. What could it be? He was so calm, but let Wen Xiaoming look at him impressed.

When the light bulbs were gone, Jin Cheng quickly admitted wrongly, "I just forgot to
close the door."

"Oh." Tang Cuo said he knew, and refused to renew his lead.

Five minutes later, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng met Leng Miao in another room. They have
packed all the floors of the hotel, so any room can be used for meetings.
Leng Miao stood by the window and opened the door: "Yan Yun said he was going to kill
Mr. Crow."

Kill Mr. Crow?

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each
other's eyes. Leng Miao immediately repeated Yan Yun's words, and finally said: "He
said to tell you, you will understand."

"This is interesting." Jin Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Since Yan Yun said this, he was sure that they could understand what he meant. Why
they can understand and Leng Miao can't, he also said that Leng Miao has no music
appreciation ability...

""Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows"." Tang Cuo embraced his arms. "Since the gods
are real, in the mouth of Mr. Crow, the lamb refers to our player, what role does he play
in it?"

Jin Cheng: "A law enforcer?"

Tang Cuo: "In the lyrics, the gods, lambs and crows live together on the cliff. The lamb
eats the flowers of the gods, so he falls to the cliff and dies. This is punishment. We are
at the bottom of the cliff, and the bottom of the cliff is Yongye City, then The end of the
magic train hidden in the clouds is the cliff where we fell. If the crow is a law enforcer,
then he has no sin, and he should be able to get on the train and return to the cliff."

Jin Cheng: "Original sin theory... If this is really the case, then Yan Yun wants to kill Mr.
Crow, but it can be explained."

Leng Miao frowned, "How to say?"

Jin Cheng briefly told him the previous inference about the game of human trials,
saying: "If God is the root of the world, and it is not feasible to kill God, then the goal of
slaughter will be demoted. Kill the law enforcer, Instead, Yan Yun can still achieve his
ambitions-because God will only stand by and watch, no matter who is the law
enforcer."

"It's still the same question." Leng Miao felt unable to make sense. "Mr. Crow can't
control the pattern of Yongye City."

Jin Cheng spread his hand, "So there is still a mess in it. As a law enforcer of God, why
is Mr. Crow so useless?"

Faced with this soul torture, Leng Miao fell into silence. If Mr. Crow is here, he might
peck blind Jin Cheng's eyes, but he is not there.

Jin Cheng continued: "Mr. Crow, are there players in Yongye City who are really afraid
of him? Ordinary players may feel fear, but players on the Red List will certainly not."

Leng Miao silently. This sentence was spoken by the person in front of him, and it was
really convincing. The famous blacklist madman, even if he was punished by Mr. Crow
back to the f area, still lived alive.

In the final analysis, Mr. Crow can't grasp the power of the player's life and death. He
can have a certain impact on players, but the impact is limited.

Will a character like Yan Yun seek such a little influence?

Leng Miao felt impossible, but Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo even thought it was impossible.
Yan Yun must know what, planb is a bait thrown by him, the purpose is to attract Jin
Cheng and Tang Cuo.

Tang Cuo looked at Leng Miao and said, "No matter what Yan Yun says in the future,
don't agree to him in one word. Even if he moves out of Rong Yi, he has to think more
about it, beware that he becomes a knife in his hand."

People like Yan Yun can hide their ambitions and deceive everyone around them, or
even Rong Yi, so that everyone can regard him as a hero of justice, which shows that
the city is extremely deep. Although he failed to slaughter God, he walked over to God
with a knife, showing his strong ability. In the face of such characters, there is no better
way than caution.

Jin Cheng was surprised by Tang Cuo's initiative reminder. It seems that since he came
out of the photo studio, he has become a little different from before, speaking and doing
things more positively.

This change is not obvious, and Jin Cheng can't say whether it is good or bad, but at
least-he knows that Tang Cuo is working hard.

Live hard, just as he promised Jin Cheng.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Leng Miao inexplicably felt that she was a little redundant, especially since the two of
them were frowning. What could not be said well? Must use eye contact.

I'm not afraid of getting an eye disease.

"I'm going to see Lin Yandong." Leng Miao's tone was cold and very uncomfortable.

"Then will you get it?" Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow.

You know a fart.

Leng Miao did not want to say that he had been there several times while he was
waiting for Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo to get up. Every time I wanted to get close, I was
stopped in front by a few little farts.

A few very far-sighted little fart children, they do not believe the third person except Jin
Cheng and Tang Cuo.

"Oh, I forgot." Jin Cheng seemed to think of it at this time, "I mentioned it to Wen
Xiaoming. The copy of the No. 9 movement used by the black hat was brought out of
the copy, right? Lin Yandong made a deal, and then he gave the movement to the black
hat, right? When you gave the movement to Lin Yandong, the person in that body was
already Yan Yun, was it? The real Lin Yandong became Miao Qi, go I retrieved the tenth
movement from the copy, and then used this movement to almost kill Tang Cuo."

Leng Miao choked. Jin Cheng's words reminded him again of the mistakes he made. It
is true that those little **** did not trust him.

He froze his face, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Jin Cheng also just reminded him, saying all this, "You can go to see Lin Yandong now."

Leng Miao didn't move, and his sullen face seemed to hesitate. For a long time, his face
ugly spit out, "I'm going with you."

Jin Cheng shrugged and looked at Tang Cuo with an innocent look-alas, it seems that
Miao Miu was ptsd, and he dared not go to see Lin Yandong alone, for fear of being
fooled again.

Tang Cuo: "."

In the east of Lin Yan, the four heavenly kings are still doing their duty to watch from a
distance. Today's lunch is Tang Cuo's favorite hot and sour powder. The row of hot and
sour powder is arranged, and the spicy scent comes intoxicating.

This lunch is delivered by takeaway. After the last preparation review, Yongye City
added a new job as a takeaway, keeping up with the trend of the times. The delivery fee
is slightly more expensive, especially during the celebration, it doubled.

The four of them buried their heads and looked at Lin Yandong from time to time, but no
matter when they looked, Lin Yandong looked the same and remained motionless.

What does it look like?

Chi Yan thought about it for a long time, and exerted his infinite imagination, feeling that
Lin Yandong was a statue of a **** Buddha.
Buddha statues are made of stone, so they are motionless. His face was merciful, but
he was full of blood, and his posture with his eyes closed and his half shoulders down
was like a collapse of a golden body, with an indescribable broken charm.

The arrival of Tang Cuo did not allow Lin Yandong to respond. Jin Cheng squatted in
front of the cage and knocked, saying, "Is Mr. Lin sitting for so long, isn't he hungry?"

Lin Yandong did not respond.

Jin Cheng: "Since you are not hungry, let's talk about Mr. Crow."

After hearing this, Lin Yandong slowly opened his eyes and opened his mouth. His
voice was hoarse but still peaceful, "Yan Yun told you?"

Jin Cheng would not answer.

Lin Yandong: "Cooperating with him is also a way, maybe in your opinion, he is much
kinder than me."

"What about you?" Tang Cuo asked: "Why did you choose Yanyun to cooperate, and
why did Yanyun promise you?"

What Tang Cuo asked was what Leng Miao wanted to know. He stared closely at Lin
Yandong, and then he suddenly smiled and said, "Yeah, if only for the badge of evil
spirits, I already had a heart bell, You don’t have to release Yan Yun. But, don’t you
think it would be more interesting to release him? A promising slayer, even if his butcher
knife is no longer aimed at the gods, it will be forever. The night city set off a new
storm."

Tang Cuo: "Are you afraid of being swallowed by Yan Yun?"

"You guessed it, didn't you?" Lin Yandong looked directly at Tang Cuo's eyes. "I have
what Yan Yun wants, and there is information about Mr. Crow. Only the entire Yongye
City is known to me."
With that, Lin Yandong seemed tired, and looked down again. But just after the few
words, the blood scab that had been condensed on him broke apart again, and new
blood flowed out.

He frowned slightly, as if suppressing something, but his eyes were closed, making it
impossible for him to spy.

Leng Miao wanted to ask, but Tang Cuo reached out and stopped.

The three quietly waited for Lin Yandong to open his eyes again, and even the four
kings who were frowning could not help but probe the brain. Chi Yan looked at Lin
Yandong's fingers hidden in the ragged sleeves as if trembling, his heart guilty of sin,
and then bowed his head and whispered a sip of powder.

For a long time, Lin Yandong sighed for a long time, and his face finally recovered a
little rosy, and his eyebrows became more peaceful. "

Tang Cuo: "So?"

Lin Yandong: "I told you that after the copy four years ago, the system gave me
restrictions, so I can't leave area a, right?"

Tang Cuo: "Is this related to Mr. Crow?"

Lin Yandong: "It's him who restricts me. It's not a god, it's not the Night City, it's Mr.
Crow, because in the eyes of that gentleman, I tried to offend the spirit."

Lin Yandong's words seemed to mean something.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at each other and vaguely touched the threshold of
truth, but asked Lin Yandong again, he refused to answer. Even if Leng Miao covered
him with an air cage and forced him to the edge of life and death, he was still like the
ancient well.

At this time, Tang Cuo asked him another sentence: "So when you left Miao Qi at your
side, you had a picture, didn't you?"
Miao Qi is not an old player. He appeared next to Lin Yandong, which is a matter of two
or three years later than Lin Yandong was trapped in the a zone. Then Lin Yandong kept
him by his side, perhaps from the beginning to cultivate a container for his soul. When
he succeeds in winning the house, the restriction that he cannot leave zone a will
naturally disappear.

Lin Yandong didn't answer, and didn't even move his eyebrows. But that's it, a sorrowful
breath began to fill him, faint, but lingering.

That might be Miao Qi's answer.

Leng Miao hummed and ignored it and turned away.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng also came outside, and the three of them totaled, of course,
mainly Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng were talking, Leng Miao was listening. Tang Cuo said:
"There is an easiest way to call out Mr. Crow and ask."

Leng Miao: "What's it called?"

Tang Cuo: "The second movement. Just call Mr. Crow, not promulgate the movement,
will you?"

He looked at Jin Cheng, and Jin Cheng nodded, "Yes. He is an iron man, if you tell him
that Yan Yun wants to kill you, he is too busy to find Yan Yun's trouble. It's a matter of
summoning the beast."

Tang Cuo: "."

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Just as Tang Tso and his three men were preparing to summon Mr. Crow, Zhang San,
who had fled from Area G, was trapped on the road. Instead, he wanted to rush directly
to Lin Yandong or Jin Cheng and pass the word to him, but he stepped on the wrong
step and triggered the celebration game-throwing hydrangea.

The ghost-faced bride with a red cap is choosing her spouse in public. She doesn’t mind
your beauty, ugliness, fatness, or even your gender, as long as you can be a pair of
dead mandarin ducks with her.

This is a multiplayer game, with hundreds of people triggering the game together with
Zhang San. At the beginning of the game, everyone showed unprecedented humility.
You pushed me and I pushed you, and that hydrangea was more like a hammer, who
caught the hammer.

It also does not knock you with a hammer, a hammer on the east and a hammer on the
west, knocking, "health value -50%"; knocking again, "poisoning buff"; knocking again,
"skill blockade".

The ghost bride giggled on the embroidered building, and the evening wind blew
through the red hijab, exposing her black teeth and pale skin, and the **** tears that
slowly shed with her laughter.

Zhang San looked up and sighed. Isn't Yu's luck out to this point?

Reality tells him, yes. He just walked away for a while, and the hydrangea was wrapped
in a strong wind before him. The players around him jumped off in unison, leaving a
vacuum zone with a radius of three meters around Zhang San.

"Fuck." Zhang Sanyan quickly took out the magic pot lid and put it on his head. With a
clatter, he hit hard.
He shook his head, his head swelled, and he didn't know whether it was hit by a
hydrangea or by the sound of the lid. Looking up, there is a cursor floating above the
head-the love value of the ghost bride 10

What the hell?

Zhang Sanhuo Ran turned his head to look at Xiulou and saw that the bride was lying
on the railing with her hands holding her face, looking at him shyly and timidly. Zhang
Sanru was struck by thunder, and then seeing the glorified eyes of the players around
him, the whole person was bad.

At this moment, the song "Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows" spread throughout the
city. All players raised their heads together, surprised, worried, and nervous.

But they waited for a long time, and they didn't wait for the system to broadcast it. They
didn't know what happened. Is another movement promulgated? Or is there something
new in Yongye City itself?

No one knows.

At this time, Mr. Crow is jumping.

"How dare he! How dare! Ah ah!" Mr. Crow turned 360 degrees in the air, so angry that
he was covered with hair, "I'm going to throw him into the Qingye program immediately,
I'll let him go to the abyss monster For lunch! I want him to go to the Castlevania as a
slug! I want him to regret coming to this world!"

Tang Cuo quietly watched him go crazy, and when he screamed enough, there was no
extra expression on his face.

Mr. Crow feels provoked. "You don't believe me. You are simply questioning the prestige
of Mr. Crow. You **** little lambs should be made into roasted whole sheep!"

Jin Cheng smiled, "You are wrong, Mr. Crow, we have specially notified you because we
love you, right?"
Mr. Raven snorted coldly, and he urgently needed to calm down, so as not to ignore this
group of players full of lies. He just wanted to peck Yan Yun now, that **** Jia 00109,
don't think that for another vest, the great Mr. Crow wouldn't know him.

He not only disrespected the gods, but now tried to kill himself, it was abhorrent.

Thinking about this, Mr. Crow couldn't care less and asked them whether the No. 2
movement would still be awarded, and patted his wings and wanted to leave. Tang Cuo
yelled at him again, "Does Mr. Crow remember a copy of "July Rose" four years ago?
You put a ban on Lin Yandong and kept him trapped in the A District since then."

Mr. Crow sneered, "What's the matter with Mr. Raven!"

At the end of the speech, Mr. Crow disappeared in front of the three people, and he
didn't want to stay longer for a second.

Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, looked at Tang Cuo, and asked, "Who do you think is
lying? Lin Yandong, or Mr. Crow, or—"

Tang Cuo: "I don't think they are lying."

Leng Miao: "What do you mean?"

Jin Cheng: "Literally."

Leng Miao does not want to quarrel with Jin Cheng, it is too naive.

Jin Cheng didn't want to quarrel with him either, and felt that there was no line-up, and
Tang Cuo had already walked back to Lin Yandong's room. He crouched in front of the
black iron cage and asked, "Who is Mr. Crow?"

Lin Yandong still said that, "You guessed it, didn't you?"

Tang Cuoluo thought about it and affirmed: "But Yan Yun doesn't know, you haven't told
him yet, so he simply gave us the news, hoping to use our hands to find out."

Lin Yandong smiled, "Then are you going to tell him?"

At this moment, Lin Yandong seems to have changed back to the previous Lin Yandong,
retreating behind the scenes and sitting quietly to watch the play.

Tang Cuo couldn't help recalling the scene when they first met at Shujia.

They originally asked for information about the relevant copies of "Yueyin Kingdom",
and later Lin Yandong revealed the information of the No. 6 movement to them. Jin
Cheng saw that Lin Yandong didn't seem to make up his mind to reveal the information
to them from the beginning, but made a temporary decision.

Lin Yandong said: "I haven't done any planning. Planning means to follow, and when I
think I should tell you, it's when the plan is the best."

Looking at it now, although Lin Yandong did a series of things, although they were
interlocked when pushing backwards, they were actually very random.

If plana doesn't work, there will be planb, smart people will never hang on a tree.
Responsiveness is the best plan.

This made Tang Cuo suddenly curious-Lin Yandong and Yan Yun, who can count who?

But he said that Mr. Crow, he immediately found Yan Yun after he left Zone C, and Yan
Yun also soared naturally and became the top of the blacklist.

The players in the game lobby are not as surprised as the first substitution in the list, but
the existence of Yan Yun is still a secret for most people. The only doubt everyone has
is Rong Yi.

The angry Mr. Crow took the opportunity of the celebration to trigger several game
missions for Yan Yun. Although he can't directly kill the player, he can do some small
actions.

"Go to die, die to die, die to die!" Mr. Crow jumped up and down.

Yan Yun touched his nose and looked up at him, where he still did not understand that
he was sold. But this is also expected. Let's not talk about whether Lin Yandong
believes in him or not, whether to use him as an ally or to use tools, Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo are not fooling.

"Mr. Crow remembers that there was a celebration in Yongye City?" Yan Yun walked
forward and started the game frankly.

The first game, "Counting Balloons".

Players need to use a special pump to prepare 300 balloons for the celebration. But pay
attention to the balloon thief that may appear at any time, he will steal the balloon, so
that you will never be satisfied with a sufficient number.

What happened to Mr. Crow naturally remembers that it was that celebration that made
Jia 00109 famous. But he only remembered a vague idea. After all, after so long,
Yongye City has come and gone with so many players, remember that these have given
Yan Yun a face.

Yan Yun smiled and remembered the past while playing balloons.

At that time, it was still an old era with a strict hierarchy. Yan Yun and Yan Qi were of
noble origin, and everyone was envious when they were alive, but instead they became
the ground floor in Yongye City.

The two high-school children, who had studied martial arts since childhood, would not
have been mixed so badly, but it happened that there was a big man in District A who
was once a servant in their house. A child who can only be a slave-servant even if he
has talents because his parents are slave-servants.

There is no hatred between the two sides, but the hatred is still possible, but the origin
of the person is unsolvable.

"He hates me as if I represented his humble past, so I must step on my feet to prove his
nobility. It was God who wronged him and gave him a pair of humble parents. Waiting all
day only knowing the horseman and the alcoholic guy is not worthy of the noble
background." Yan Yun slowly ballooned, telling the story of the past, there is an old
rhyme of Mr. Storyteller in the old teahouse.

"Azaki is still young. My elder brother had to rush to the front. On the celebration, the
street was ambushed. I swung a total of 33 knives and tried my best to kill him, but I
didn't expect to become a hero. "

Mr. Crow shook his wings and stood on the lamppost, looking down, tilting his head and
unable to figure it out: he clearly came to impose punishment, how did he hear A 00109
tell the story?

He groaned immediately, "Gay!"

Yan Yun looked up and smiled: "How does Mr. Crow feel? Is it the situation that makes
me, or is it that I create the situation?"

Mr. Crow: "Don't talk to Mr. Crow!"

Yan Yun hit a red balloon, and Yu Guang glanced at the balloon thief with a probe in the
dark alley on the right, so he flicked the balloon lightly.

The red balloon floats, floats, floats, floats across the night sky shining by the street
lamp, I don't know where to go. And just as the red balloon floated over the streetlight, it
burst suddenly.

The balloons for the celebration are filled with gold and silver ribbons. Mr. Crow was
standing on the lamppost, the balloon exploded above his head, and he was startled
when the ribbon was flying.

In the two colors of gold and silver, a little cold awn appeared in the night sky. Mr.
Raven’s first reaction was that Jia 00109, the **** player, really wanted to kill him, but
when he opened his wings and flicked, Yan Yun’s figure crossed him and plunged into
the thief’s head.

"Poof." Lore.
Yan Yun drew out the knife, shook the blood and brainstained on the knife, and relieved,
said: "Sure enough, it is still more comfortable to use the knife. The skills controlled by A
Qi at this time are quite good, but it is too gentle and unsuitable. I."

Mr. Crow is obviously all right, but he feels provoked by a great deal, "You--"

Yan Yun looked back, "What are you?"

Mr. Crow: "You annoying sheep!"

"Your vocabulary is really scarce for a hundred years." Yan Yun spread his hands,
"unbelievable."

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Yan Yun walked from this end of the long street to the other end, with a total of 1,800
steps and seven games. No one game could stop his pace.

Just as he was about to kill the big man in Area a, the knife was not broken.

Mr. Crow was so angry that he had no hair, but he was helpless.

The players around were stunned. Ten passes and ten pass passes. More and more
people knew that Rong Yi, who had just reached the top of the blacklist, played games
here. Or more accurately, it is a breakthrough.
The situation is like breaking through bamboos and ruining.

The original variety of celebration games was not enough to see in front of him. And
everyone finally realized from the change in his fighting style, and the vaguely inside
information, that Rong Yi was no longer the other.

Although there is no instant messaging tool such as a mobile phone in Yongye City, it is
believed that the truth will spread soon.

Because of this, Mr. Raven was particularly angry. A 00109 became famous in that
year's celebration, is this time to be famous again at the celebration?

Is he going to slaughter God again?

How can this be!

Mr. Crow can never let this happen again, but he thought hard, still can't think of any
good way to stop it, and can only constantly trigger the game for Yan Yun, causing
trouble.

But no game can really overwhelm Yan Yun. Even if Mr. Crow arranged for him to take a
long time, Yan Yun could use Rong Yi's pocket watch to control the time.

As Yan Yun stepped closer to the central area, more and more eyes were attracted.
Players either looked up at Mr. Crow, or stretched their necks to see Yan Yun, which is
surprising.

"What are you doing? Is he going to play against Mr. Crow?"

"Gosh..."

"Ninth, this is the ninth game!"

"Who is this person? Isn't he Rong Yi? Miao Qi changed his core before. Will this
person--"

"Lying trough, what kind of play is this?"

"..."

The streets and rooftops are full of players without having to trigger the safety zone of
the celebration game. In the crowd, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng are also watching the
edge of a roof covered by shadows.

This time, it was their turn to hide and watch everything.

"The captain of Tushen Squad is really tough, and his style is very different from Lin
Yandong." Jin Cheng said with his arms.

Tang Cuo agreed with silence. His understanding of Yan Yun, but only a few words. But
such a hero-like character, even an owl who hides his ambitions, will not be a
generation with hidden heads and tails.

If Lin Yandong can plan for thousands of miles away, then Yan Yun is the general who
charged before the battle. Without this pioneering courage, he would not be able to
gather an entire elite of the butchery squad, slam his arms, and dare to point at the
gods.

"Build momentum." Tang Cuo said the word.

"In this way, his ultimate destination is the gift mountain in the central area? Under the
eyes of everyone, he was tough with Mr. Crow, he passed all the way, and then
gathered all the points to gift mountain in exchange for rewards. This return show is
grand enough. Even if He couldn’t kill Mr. Crow in the end, and his name was loud
enough. This crow really deserves to be an honest man, and he can be used so
thoroughly.” Jin Cheng said.

Having said that, neither of them meant to interfere, hiding in the dark and watching its
changes.

Not long after, someone on the sidelines had already opened the market, betting on
where Yanyun could finally go. One game has passed, another game has passed, the
bets are getting bigger and bigger, and the consternation in the eyes of players is
getting bigger and bigger.

The whole process is intense and exciting, and it is very long. After all, it is a stack of so
many games. Even if Yanyun is fast and powerful, it will take time.

"Gay!" Mr. Crow was so angry that he was speechless.

Yan Yun gasped slightly, brushing away the dripping sweat on his chin, and raised his
head to ask: "Mr. Crow, you know that I have been trapped in the golem for so many
years. Before I lost my consciousness at the earliest, I was thinking What?"

Mr. Crow: "Shut up!"

Yan Yun: "I was thinking why I failed in the end. The **** looked at me with a last glance,
full of compassion and mercy. He didn't shoot me personally. It was Mr. Crow who really
knocked me off the cliff."

Mr. Crow: "Shut up!!"

Yan Yun: "Is that you? Isn't it you?"

Mr. Crow: "Shut up!!!"

The more hysterical he is, the more calm Yanyun is, "I'm looking for him."

"Tick." The second hand of the pocket watch turns and time freezes.

Yan Yun, the only one who can move within 300 meters, stepped forward and once
again cut a game npc. The smile on the corner of his mouth looked slightly cold when
blood splashed on his face.

"Mr. Ben Crow doesn't know what you are talking about, you damn, abominable
godslayer, your existence is a blasphemy against the gods!"

God Slayer.
A group of players finally received Yan Yun's true identity from the angry words of Mr.
Crow. Upon seeing this, Jin Cheng Fu Er said a few quiet words to Tang Cuo.

Tang Cuo nodded, Jin Cheng backed away and disappeared on the other side of the
roof in a blink of an eye.

It didn't take long for the story of Yan Yun and Tu Shen Squad to begin to circulate
among the players, and to put it vividly, there were three versions of Guang Tu Shen
Squad.

Under an uproar, the market is getting bigger and bigger.

In the tavern near the edge of the central area, Jin Cheng walked among the players
wearing a mask, a knife in his hand flew like a butterfly, and slammed into the gambling
table, attracting all sides.

"I bet Yan Yun can reach the mountain of gifts smoothly." He pulled the crowd away and
pulled the knife out lightly, laughing and said, "The time is before eight o'clock tonight."

Outside, Tangcuo jumped between the tops of the towers and the rooftop, following
Yanyun all the way.

When Yan Yun was stopped again by a game, Tang Cuo also stopped on the roof ridge
not far away, his hands in the trench coat pockets, his expression was indifferent.

At this moment Mr. Crow was finally embarrassed, and a flash disappeared from
everyone's sight. But Yan Yun’s troubles are not over, the celebration games are still
triggered one by one, and they cannot be avoided.

Players also had a kind of premonition that Mr. Crow would definitely come back again.

Where did Mr. Crow go?

He went to area g.
"I want Jia 00109 to die!" He was a violent dance at Xiao Tong, and Xiao Tong calmly
asked, "Do you have a way to let me go now?"

Xiao Tong's eyes were dark and dull, not deep. Mr. Rao looked at it, and it was like a pot
of cold water splashing down his head, so that he had recovered some sense.

"Mr. Ben Crow is omnipotent and of course can find a way to let you out, but, but—"

"but what?"

"But you have to bear the consequences of killing 00109. Mr. Ben Crow will not do
anything for you."

"I know."

He is only the warden of Yongye City, exercising the right to imprison prisoners, but has
no right to decide the life or death of the player according to his own will. If he goes out
and kills Yan Yun, then the consequence will be severe punishment in the face of
Yongye City.

But if he wants to go out, he must see Lin Yandong.

And Mr. Crow's method is to include g zone in a celebration game. In this way, the area
covered by the game overlaps with the g area, and a bug will be generated. As long as
Xiao Tong does not leave the game range, he will not be judged to be in violation.

Mr. Crow has been dragging him until now to find Xiao Tong, but it is not because he
has thought of this method now, but this method is also a bit difficult for Mr. Crow to
handle, and may eventually be punished.

Xiao Tong promised in a single bit, and he was so stubborn that Mr. Crow could not
understand.

At this time, Zhang San finally arrived in Area C. He delayed the game and spent a lot
of time to find out the hotel where Tang Cuo and others settled. There was a feeling that
he was "late".
Sure enough, when he arrived, Jin Cheng, Tang Cuo and Wen Xiaoming were all
absent. The Chi Yan trio could not trust him, let him see Lin Yandong, and so did Zhang
San.

"All in all, Xiao Tong asked Lin Yandong to see him, otherwise he would take the
initiative to find Lin Yandong. You must tell this sentence to Jin Cheng." Zhang San
turned around and left, he felt that it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time.

The delivery of the message was delayed for a long time, maybe Xiao Tong was coming
in the next second.

But what he didn't expect was that before he ran out, the news of the game triggered by
the g zone spread throughout the city.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player who triggered the regional game, "The Redemption of the
Fugitive Z."

"Range of the game: along the line from Kuan Street to Ping An Street and the entire g
area, please trigger all players in this game within the range to assist the warden to
catch the fugitive."

This must have been an extraordinary game, so much so that it played the city
announcement.

Zhang San giggled in his heart, along the line from Kuan Street to Ping'an Street.
Doesn't this include the area where he is now? Fugitive z, will it be Zhang San's Zhang?

He quickly opened the system panel to check, and really saw a bright red "fugitive" sign.

"My day, it wouldn't be kind to play like this." Zhang Sanxin thought he had just passed
the news, that it wasn't so fast to kill the donkey.
No, Lin Yandong may not have received the news at this time. In his heart, Xiao Tong
still hates him. Even after receiving the news, I don't know the real purpose of Xiao Tong
to see him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Sanyi patted his brain and ran back.

Ahead, Tangcuo frowned slightly after hearing the system announcement. He was sure
that Mr. Crow was playing ghosts behind this, but he involved Xiao Tong. Can Xiao Tong
listen to him?

There must be something that he didn't know happened.

But this is also an opportunity.

They wanted to meet Xiao Tong three times before, the purpose is to contain Lin
Yandong, who knows that there are emergencies every time, delayed. Now Xiao Tong
appears on his own, saving them from entering the g area.

Thinking of this, Tang Cuo took out a special signal flare from Wen Xiaoming and ignited
it, then quickly left the place. When other players heard the sound and looked over, he
was no longer there.

As for the specific content of the signal flare, Jin Cheng, Wen Xiaoming and Leng Miao,
who were arranged clearly, all knew that it was called ——stealing beams for columns.

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"Squeak--"

Ten years of dusty time was opened, and Xiao Tong finally walked out of the gate of
area g. Looking around, there are countless pairs of eyes visiting in the bright or dark
corners. They hide and hide, each harboring ghosts, but they all have the same kind of
marvel.

The warden Xiao Tong really walked out of the g zone, ten years, this is the first time.

Xiao Tong didn't pay attention to anyone. He seemed to choose a direction at random
and walked slowly. The black swing stick was held in his hand, and he flicked, stretched
or shortened, as he walked, all by heart.

"jingle."

"jingle."

That was a string of golden bells ringing on his wrist.

This scene made almost all players think of the scene in the prison-the warden went on
tour.

Players of Yongye City, who have a better mix, rarely have ever been in jail. Everyone is
familiar with this uncertain warden, knowing that the game that can let him shoot is
certainly extraordinary, but at this moment, everyone does not care about any fugitive z.

Mr. Raven had just left his forefoot, and the warden had come on his hind foot.

Xiao Tong's direction of progress just confirmed everyone's guess-he was walking in the
direction of Yan Yun.

What about Yan Yun?

He is still playing games.

Here has entered the central area, coincidentally, he also came to the Republic of China
block that Tangcuo and Lin Yandong walked before. Yan Yun was not familiar with that
period of history. He was born before that period of history and returned after that period
of time. He only missed the middle period, so he was curious to see everything.

The charming girl in cheongsam looks back, and the scene in which the showman in the
gown and the gentleman in the suit and leather walk together is also very new. Yan Yun
walks in the crowd and wants to buy a correct newspaper from a newspaper boy.

"Why is he not in a hurry?"

"This is also within the region?"

"The warden is already halfway, I don't think it will take half an hour... No, it will be there
in twenty minutes!"

"Are they really going to fight? The warden has no grievances against him again, what
is the reason..."

"..."

The players whispered in twos and threes, whispering, all kinds of speculation and
hustle and bustle, but in the end all came down to one sentence-"Where will Yongye
City tell you what enemies are."

"It's coming!"

"It's getting closer!"

In the tavern on the roadside, the player responsible for reporting shouted and rushed to
the table, "There is still a street away, I think 80% is about to fight!"

"The War of Gods in the War of Souls", players of good deeds have already given a
name to this upcoming battle. The person next to him said, "You are captured by
alcohol, and you dare to arrange anything." He held a wine bottle and chuckled. He was
drunk and dreamed of death, full of nonsense.
A loud voice jumped out, "I bought Mr. Crow to die!"

The players around all cast their eyes in surprise, even the one holding the bottle raised
his eyebrows and looked over. The speaker stepped on the chair and stepped on the
table. "What's wrong? See what I'm doing. Didn't you hear Mr. Crow curse? That's a
godslayer! He doesn't just want to kill God, he also wants to kill Crow." What about sir?"

When the words fell, someone immediately retorted: "Even if it is so, you say he can kill
Mr. Crow, is it too crap?"

It is true that Yanyun is different from other players as soon as he appears. From Mr.
Crow to Xiao Tong, the opponents who were against him were not at the same level,
and naturally raised his worth.

But that is Mr. Crow!

"What's wrong with Mr. Crow, I'm scolding him here, can he still peck me? I can't live
anyway, this can't work, that can't work, I can't even look at it at home. Two sentences?"

"Hahahaha said it well!"

Under the influence of alcohol, the drunks laughed loudly, and "Mr. Crow will die" quickly
grew. They talked a lot, as if they really drank this meal and didn't stop, one by one, they
were open-mouthed, scolded, and omnipotent.

"You say that Yan Yun is better than Jin Cheng, who is better?"

"You might as well say that Jin Cheng is worse than Tang Zuobi, who is better?"

"I think the **** is too old. We begged grandpa to tell grandma the next copy, and they
were frightened. They were still in a mood to get involved! The two guys!"

"I'm so **** fucking!"

"boom!"
A wine bottle flew into the air and broke the speaker's head. There was a chaos in the
tavern, but no one could see the face of the culprit everywhere.

Jin Cheng wiped his hands in the crowd, his posture was elegant, and he couldn't see
that he had just opened the scoop.

At this time, the latest news came again, and Xiao Tong finally met Yan Yun.

"You are just looking for it, and you should go to Lin Yandong, why come to me?" Yan
Yun was a little puzzled, and he was not sure how much Xiao Tong knew about their
affairs.

"Rong Yi told me that your means is to **** the house." Xiao Tong looked at the familiar
face in front of him and said, "It seems that replacing the body does not take away your
skill."

"and so?"

"I want you to do me a favor."

Although the two were talking, the attack at hand didn't stop. They were both characters
who did not agree with each other. They shot neatly.

The warden shook his stick with one hand, and the bell sound was clear and sweet. In
the sound of the bell, the stick was extended to the longest. A coercive force was
pressed down by Yan Yun's celestial cover, accompanied by the arc ignited on the stick,
like a whip pumped towards Yan Yun.

After Yan Yun took Rong Yi's body, he owned Rong Yi's pocket watch, but he still loved
to use a knife. From the standard point of view, the knife looks like a Yanling knife, with
a sharp blade at the tip, like a goose feather.

Players in Yongye City, if they had martial arts around, most of them would embark on a
battle path similar to that of their lifetime. Yanyun is one of them.

Yanshui Yanshui knife.

Everyone says that Yan Yun is a young boy, and the treasure knife in his waist is also a
decoration, but no one knows that his knife is actually very sharp.

He didn't think of being a **** at first, and the situation forced him to be.

He didn't even think about being a hero, but it was only fortune.

"Clang!" The long knife was against the stick, like a collision between two different eras.

"What do you want me to help?" Yan Yun met Xiao Tong for a short while, and
separated the two sides of the street.

"I want you to release Lin Yandong's soul from Miao Qi's body." Xiao Tong said.

"Release and kill him?"

"Yes."

"Haha..." Yan Yun laughed involuntarily, as if he heard something incredible, "You are
going to kill Lin Yandong? Are you going to kill him?"

Xiao Tong clenched his stick, "It has nothing to do with you."

Yan Yun: "It has nothing to do with me, but it's interesting. Lin Yandong's only person
who wanted to protect him didn't let you get involved from the beginning to the end, and
you ended up killing him."

Xiao Tong pointed his stick straight, his face cold, "Is it true, do you think that is alive?"

The voice fell, and Xiao Tong's attack suddenly rose sharply.

Yan Yun had to fight with a spirit of 120,000 points, but it was the warden, far beyond
the level of the player. In terms of equipment alone, it is already invincible.

"Dingling." The bell sounded again, and the inconspicuous string of bells attached to
Xiao Tong's wrist, every tremor could raise waves in Yan Yun's spirit sea.
The mental attack, coupled with the pressure of throwing the stick, without fancy moves,
directly suppressed Yan Yun's combat power by 30%.

"Bang!" Yan Yun was kneeled on one knee by the stick, and under strong force, he knelt
and broke the hard slate. But he was still holding on, his long knife lying across his
arms, and firmly supporting Xiao Tong's stick.

When Xiao Tongwei exerted his strength, Yan Yun's internal organs were assaulted,
causing blood to overflow from the corner of his mouth, but he looked at Xiao Tong and
said, "Don't you think this is too cruel for Lin Yandong?"

"Reassure." Xiao Tong stepped directly on Yan Yun's knife. If the blood-stained military
boots were heavy, he almost stepped Yan Yun into the dust. His eyes were irritated, and
then he lifted the stick and hit it hard.

At a critical moment, the pocket watch ticked, Yan Yun escaped from Xiao Tong’s feet in
a panic, and looked at Xiao Tong gaspingly with a knife-a person who has been a
warden for ten years, I am afraid that it is powerful equipment from head to toe. Shaken.

In the smoky dust blown by the wind, Yan Yun seemed to see Xiao Tong's mouth
moving, but did not hear what he was talking about.

Xiao Tong said: "I accompany him."

Rest assured, I will accompany him.

Tang Cuo stood in a bell tower not far away to watch the battle. A huge clock hung on
the wall outside the bell tower. The time at this moment was: 6:49 pm.

He saw Xiao Tong and Yan Yun fighting, and couldn't help recalling the three-minute
battle with Xiao Tong when he remembered the copy of "The World". Now it seems that
Xiao Tong at that time still kept his hands.

Mr. Crow also appeared, the more fierce the two fought, the happier he was.
But Tang Cuo knew that neither Xiao Tong nor Yan Yun would die, so let's not say who
could beat anyone, they didn't need to do it at all. Xiao Tong is the warden and enjoys
certain permissions, but is also restricted. Unauthorized killing of players will definitely
cost him. As for Yan Yun, he has absolutely no need to target Xiao Tong and establish
such a big enemy for himself.

The fierce fight only shows that they all want the other party to bow their heads.

Xiao Tong must have his purpose, but Yan Yun can't retreat. Once he was beaten down
by Xiao Tong, he had broken through a dozen celebration games and was just created
by Mr. Raven, which would be interrupted directly.

Therefore, you still have to fight. The harder you play, the better. Even if you lose, you
will be defeated.

"You and Lin Yandong's grievances do not blend with me, and I can promise you what
you said. But no matter what, you will become like this today, and Yongye City can't get
rid of the relationship?" Yan Yun raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth. 'S
blood, said with a smile: "Is the account with Yongye City not calculated?"

Xiao Tong: "Do you think you can fooling me against Mr. Crow based on three or two
sentences?"

Mr. Crow: "Gay!"

What are you two **** talking about, and why is it on my head again!

"Why is it fooling? After coming out of the Qingye program, I had the honour to hear
people say that the world is a new era. That is a new era that you have to pay for your
life for, right?"

When Yan Yun spoke, there was a train passing behind him. The tram driver who had
had a three-sided relationship with Tang Cuo drove through the middle of the two
gangsters, but did not stay at all for the war.
The civil servants of Yongye City are just like that.

Xiao Tong stopped the movement in his hand, and the familiar scenes around him
seemed to become invisible hands, pulling him into his memories. The train hadn't
completely opened yet, and he and Yan Yun looked across the passing window.

Yan Yun said: "Compared to me, maybe you were more suitable to be called heroes.
But now that he has forgotten his original intention, do you have to?"

"Everything you have fought for, just watched it be destroyed?"

"Xiao Tong, you have been hiding as a warden for ten years in District G, and came up
with such an ending?"

Yan Yun's sentence seemed to poke on Xiao Tong's heart and gave birth to dull pain.

But it has been so many years, and the blood is cold. After seeing the various forms of
beings in the Yongye City, that heart has long been unable to beat like the previous
year, becoming dry and cold. If he was impressed by Yan Yun in three words, he would
not have reached the point of breaking away from Lin Yandong, and he would not be
the famous warden.

The train just passed by, and Xiao Tong's sling stick arrived in front of Yan Yun.

Yan Yun had expected it, but although he avoided it in time, half of his body was still hit
by the arc of the swing stick, and his right arm was paralyzed, almost unable to hold the
knife.

Xiao Tong is too strong, and Yan Yun still uses other people's bodies. This should be
based on the premise that Xiao Tong did not kill.

Mr. Crow was very happy to see that Xiao Tong was not bewitched by Yan Yun. He
jumped up and down from this lamppost to another lamppost. As the battle moved, he
even hummed "Songs of Gods, Lambs, and Crows" in his mouth, and wanted to see the
scene where Yan Yun was killed.
But the next second, Xiao Tong's stick suddenly turned a corner and came straight at
him.

"What are you doing!" Mr. Crow was so scared that all the hair on his tail fell off, and
then he was hit by a stick thrown, and he was scorched. Jiao Wei further stimulated him.
He waved his wings frantically and yelled, "Are you crazy?! Are you crazy!"

Another club struck, Xiao Tong: "I'm not crazy, but I'm just counting."

How to calculate Lin Yandong's account? Xiao Tong has no regulations until now.

Those who were in the copy, Yong Yecheng, Mr. Crow, and even Xiao Tong himself,
could not be separated. It was his so-called pride and arrogance that pushed things to
an irreversible point. He won't be fooled by Yan Yun, but he didn't want to forget it.

He came out anyway, didn't he?

He is not a good person anymore, and the task of crossing the river and demolishing
the bridge is just a matter of course.

"Ah, ah! You lunatics! I shouldn't believe your lunatic lambs!" Mr. Crow was completely
mad, and the players watching were stunned by the plot.

Yan Yun didn't expect it, but he was happy to see it.

So Xiao Tong shot Mr. Crow, and Yan Yun went straight to the Mountain of Gifts as
planned.

Mr. Raven was so angry that he wanted to drive Xiao Tong back to the g zone, but the
game was already open and he couldn't stop it at all. After repeated attempts and being
warned by Yongye City, he was so angry that he couldn't even speak, but only—

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The Trial Game of Life Chapter 206:
Celebration (15)
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Before this day, the players of Yongye City had never thought that Mr. Crow could also
be defeated. He has always been so high, mocking the player with a funny tone and a
tough mind, but no one can take him.

Because in everyone's heart, Mr. Crow represents the will of Yongye City, and the "Mr.
Crow's Black List" suspended in the game hall is the best proof.

Isn't there a crow in "Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows"? How could such a crow be
offended by players?

But the fact gave them a loud slap.

Xiao Tong was also a little surprised. He shot Mr. Crow only for the breath that was
blocked in his heart, but he didn't really have much hope. But Mr. Crow was beaten and
defeated, and even the picture of bleeding wings made him suddenly understand that
Mr. Crow was not defeated, but the previous players did not dare.

No one has tried, no one knows the truth.

"Gay!" Bloody feathers fell from the air, and Mr. Crow was anxiously corrupted and
escaped with injuries. When he left, he still talked like he used to, but the players who
opened their mouths in a daze and stared, how could they be free?
"What did I just see?"

"Pinch me, pinch me!"

"Gosh--"

"Is Mr. Crow so weak?! Is he a long-haired beast? Is it as easy to beat him?"

"..."

All kinds of doubts took root in the hearts of all people.

Players can't spy on Mr. Crow's trail and don't know where he is hiding, but this does not
prevent them from guessing when Mr. Crow will appear. Of course, some players keenly
pointed out: "I think things are not that simple, because Xiao Tong took action. Xiao
Tong is the warden, and he has more authority than the average player in the game. He
is not very harmful to Mr. Crow. Is it difficult to understand? It is not necessary for us to
change."

This statement has some support, but Mr. Crow has been injured, this is an indisputable
fact.

The news spread ten and ten, and soon spread.

Everyone's eyes on Yan Yun became more and more eager. Because Mr. Crow's
escape, Yan Yun was not hindered, and the speed of travel was faster. In the blink of an
eye, he had appeared on the long street leading to Gift Mountain.

800 meters from the destination.

Yan Yun walked steadily and calmly. After a dozen games, he was injured a lot. The cuff
is broken, the shoulder is bloody, and the hair is a little messy, but his eyes can make
you believe-

Believe him, victory is near.

He clearly put on a glorious face, but he looked completely different.

If Rong Yi is low-key and introverted, it seems to be ordinary, and there is something in
it. That Yan Yun put the vast universe on the bright side, so that you can see his sharp
edge at a glance.

The clown squatted on the gift hill, holding his cheeks exaggeratedly, and raised his
voice with the people around him: "Is my first guest coming soon? The players of this
year are really too bold, across the distance, I heard the curse of Mr. Crow, it was really
loud."

I don't know who he was satire about.

Yan Yun approached step by step, and players spontaneously made way for him.
Waiting for the gift to descend, Yan Yunchao nodded slightly and asked with a smile:
"Can I redeem the reward here?"

The clown grinned, "Yeah, you can have the right to pick an apple at one time by
collecting five points. How many do you have?"

Yan Yun: "No more, no less, exactly fifteen."

"Wow." The clown exclaimed sincerely. "This player is really amazing. Fifteen points
have been collected in such a short time. Fifteen points can be redeemed for three
opportunities. Are you ready? ?"

The words fell, and the players around were more excited than Yan Yun.

Almost every player stepping into the central area can see the bamboo pole that looks
like a ladder, and the apple hanging from the cloud. Five points can be exchanged for
an opportunity to pick an apple. Needless to say, there must be a big gift.

In fact, some people in the crowd have accumulated five points, but the game of Yongye
City is full of pits, and no one is willing to make a head bird, so they waited for Yanyun.

"I'm ready." Yan Yun was neat.

"Then please." The clown stood up and reached for the bamboo stick inserted at the top
of the mountain of gifts. Yan Yun went from the foot of the mountain to the top of the
mountain after a few ups and downs, standing on a huge purple gift box and taking over
the bamboo pole handed by the clown.

When he picked up the bamboo pole, he suddenly sounded a poem, and he couldn't
help reading it: "The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and the hand can pick
up the stars. I dare not speak loudly, and I fear the heavens."

With that, he turned his head to look at the clown and asked, "Are you talking about the
clouds, is anyone watching now?"

The clown shrugged and spread his hands. "How do I know this? Is there anyone on the
cloud?"

Yan Yunben didn't hope to get an answer from him either. He looked up at the cloud,
and his eyes seemed to see through the thick clouds to see the scene above the
clouds.

What will be there?

Will there be a palace like a fairyland, or an empty cliff?

Where are the gods now?

Is he still watching them?

Thinking about this, Yan Yun finally raised the long bamboo pole, and used the small
net bag tied on the top of the bamboo pole to reach the apple hanging down from the
cloud. The height and size of each apple are different, the higher the bigger, the redder,
the more attractive it looks.

But this bamboo pole is too long, and there is wind in the sky. With a slight movement of
Yan Yun's hand, the net pocket can deviate by several tens of meters. Enough times, he
didn’t even touch the edge of the apple.
"Every chance is only five minutes." The clown was still squatting, holding his face in
both hands. He seems to particularly like this hands-on.

"Right, a little further to the right."

"Oh, I just missed it!"

"Go left!"

"left!"

"Right, go a little more to the right... Hey, pass!"

The players were all excited, even if there was no sound, they secretly clenched their
fists. Such a picture of aspirations is like returning to the world.

Xiao Tong also watched Yan Yun's every move in the distance, but if Yan Yun had a
change, I'm afraid he would act immediately. Looking around, Meng Zhen and other
Red List players also appeared.

Tang Cuo looked down at the time, and it was 7:59 at night.

Jin Cheng's gamble has already won. He bet in the tavern and gambled that Yan Yun
could arrive at Gift Hill before eight o'clock, and he would be able to make a lot of
money with this one.

But five minutes had passed in the blink of an eye, but Yan Yun didn't get an apple.

Players are inevitably discouraged, but Yan Yun is unmoved. He quickly used the
second chance, but this time, he still found nothing.

"Don't think about picking the biggest and hottest one!" Everyone saw the crux of the
problem. There are so many apples on it, but Yanyun wants the best one. What is the
success rate?

But Yan Yun turned a deaf ear, still looking at the highest place, and quickly used the
third chance.
"Will it fail again?"

"The greedyness is not enough for the snake to swallow the elephant. If you pick the
small apples below, you may be able to do it three times. The apples at the highest
point are almost bigger than the net pockets. You may not be able to pick them if you
get stuck..."

There are many opinions, some players covered their eyes and looked with their
fingers, it seems that they could not bear to see such a good opportunity wasted. But
Yanyun is still that Yanyun.

He grabbed the bamboo pole and looked at the net pocket at the top of the bamboo
pole intently, moving a little bit and a little bit. The wind was blowing, and everyone was
talking, and he would not be distracted.

Finally, in the thirteenth minute, his wrist turned, and the net pocket shaking with the
wind finally caught an apple.

The people held their breaths and opened their eyes to see. I saw Yan Yun's hand
exerting force, and the net pocket quickly covered the big red apple. When the apple
was dragged, the apple was dragged down, and a beautiful arc was drawn in the
sky——

"Slap." Fall into Yan Yun's open palm.

Cheers rang out from the crowd.

Yan Yun smiled slightly, turned to look at the clown, "Apple picked it, what about my
reward?"

The clown patted his **** and stood up, picked up the apple and saw the number at the
bottom, and said, "Wait."

He turned around and rummaged in the mountain of gifts. From there, he found the
other side. After a while, he dived into the mountain and disappeared, only to see that
the gift box was surging. Everyone could not help but stretch their necks to see, and the
next second, they saw the clown drilled out of the middle of the mountain, holding a big
gift box in his hand, and threw it to Yan Yun.

"Found it, then!"

In anticipation, Yan Yun opened the gift box directly.

Even Tangcuo couldn't help gazing. Yan Yun's smile gave him a feeling of being in the
chest, as if he knew what would happen next. Thinking of what he had just heard in the
crowd, Tang Cuo became more determined about this guess.

Yan Yun’s conversation with Mr. Crow was not a secret. Players in the vicinity heard at
that time. Yan Yun said he had participated in similar celebrations before.

Is this some kind of historical repeat?

Tang Cuo frowned, and at this moment, the clown's slightly exaggerated voice finally
broke the gift's name, "Congratulations to this player, get a redemption coupon for
equipment! This is a very surprising item, even if it is It is also very good to see it in all
the gifts."

Yan Yun: "Then I will use it now."

Joker: "Ah?"

The players were stunned.

In disregard of everyone's surprise, Yan Yun used equipment redemption coupons. The
light on the voucher flashed, and Mr. Crow, who had previously fled, was immediately
ejected from the void again.

"Gah! You **** Jia 00109, what the **** do you want to do?!" Mr Crow's tone began to
reveal a trace of terror.

"Kill you." Yan Yun answered lightly.

"You can't kill me, but I am a great crow first—" Mr. Crow shouted loudly, but was
interrupted by Yan Yun's light words.

"I want to exchange [a carafe]."

"No! No, no, no, no!" Mr. Crow immediately went mad at the words. Under the eyes of
everyone, he seemed to have lost his mind completely and became hysterical.

Everyone was stunned, not knowing how Yan Yun forced him like this with one
sentence, but Tang Cuo suddenly thought of a fable story.

"a crow drinks water".

Yan Yun looked directly at Mr. Crow, "I use exchange vouchers to exchange items,
which is reasonable. It's you, Mr. Crow, if you don't change it for me, you will be
punished for not following the rules."

"No!" Mr. Crow, "I can't do it if I say no!"

But the will of Yongye Night City is not transferred by anyone.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player d22422 for using the equipment exchange coupon to
exchange the item [a glass carafe], please check it."

Before the words fell, Mr. Crow flapped his wings and tried to escape again. Yan Yun
only used the equipment exchange to summon him, as long as he hid fast, they would
not hurt him.

Yes, as long as he hides quickly.

Mr. Crow flashed away, but Yan Yun's eyes quickly moved his pocket watch, and within
a second, Mr. Crow was shot back by the void.

"make."
As soon as he looked back, Mr. Crow saw Yan Yun's lips slightly open and spit out a
word. [Red Slaughter Order] Bright red like blood, and Yan Yun also has a thin-necked
glass carafe on his hand.

[Red Slaughter Order] With this order in hand, you can attack the player in progress.
Only valid once.

[A glass water bottle] A water bottle that will never fill up, and water that will never end,
means a story that will never end. Take out the water bottle and summon a crow to
quench your thirst for the stone, which can restore 15 health points per second.

"Ah! You **** it! Let me go! Let me go--" Mr. Crow plopped, and the big eyes of
soybeans were almost staring into broad beans. But no matter how hard he struggled,
his body spontaneously fell from the air, landed on the street, and lifted stones into the
water bottle.

Repeatedly, there is no stopping.

And Yan Yun, taking advantage of Mr. Crow's stall, held up the butcher knife.

Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart clear.

[A glass carafe] is not a trick, it is just used to restrict Mr. Crow’s actions. Because at
this moment, Yongye City has cut off contact with each copy, which means that there
will be only this crow in the entire Yongye City.

If it is in the copy, then most of what Yan Yun summoned will not be Mr. Crow. Judging
by the rules of Yongye City, finding a crow in the copy world must be prior to finding Mr.
Crow.

Now that no other crow can be found, it can only be carried by Mr. Crow.

Anyway, it's a bird.

Mr. Crow is subject to the Yongye City, temporarily lost his freedom, and thus lost the
opportunity to escape.
Yan Yun drew his sword to face each other. He flicked left and right to hide, but he kept
going to the Shizizi. The wound wound by Xiao Tong on the wings is still there. He
stumbled, Yu Guang glanced at Yan Yun’s knife, and once again screamed that he
wanted to escape, but there seemed to be a pair of invisible big hands behind him,
dragging him, asking him to move Shi Zi headed towards the bottle.

The bottle mouth is at Yan Yun's hand.

"Um, uh, uh!" Mr. Crow held the stone and couldn't say anything.

Seeing that he was about to be dragged to Yan Yun's hand, the blade of the cold light
was already waiting there, and everyone's heart could not help but lifted his breath.

They are certainly not worried about Mr. Crow. For all players of Yongye City, Mr. Crow
is a symbol of Yongye City, and now he will be killed soon.

Will Mr. Crow go to jail?

What are the consequences of this incident?

All of these are ignored and I have no time to think about it. They can only listen to their
thumping heart, eyes fixed on the front, excited, nervous, anxious, and taste one by
one.

The string in his head was then tightened, straightened, straightened, straightened
continuously until--

"Okay." Suddenly cut the string with a somewhat helpless laugh. "He's just a crow, so
why bother him?"

Everyone froze for a moment, then looked around, but could not find the master of the
voice.

Yan Yun was about to pierce Mr. Crow's neck with a knife. He grabbed Mr. Crow and
said in a loud voice: "Since you have been watching, why not come out and speak?"
Who is coming?

"Mr. Crow." Tang Cuo said in a deep voice. Yanyun exchanged a water bottle and drew
a knife to kill, but it was a blinding way to force the real Mr. Crow out. He knew that
neither Lin Yandong, Jin Cheng nor Tang Cuo could easily tell him the true identity of
Mr. Crow, so he changed such a more direct method.

Rather than being scared, it is better to fight.

This is also an important reason why Tang Cuo has been watching in secret, but has not
taken action to stop it.

But the real Mr. Crow didn't seem to be planning to appear now. The sound seemed to
be coming from Nine Heavens, near to the ears and as if in the distance, and it was
impossible to grasp the correct position.

"Slap." He snapped his fingers.

The next second, Mr. Crow, who was caught in Yan Yun's hand, suddenly burst into
dazzling light. Yan Yun hurriedly let go, and in the piercing strange noise, the light group
became bigger and bigger, until the limbs gradually extended from the shape of a crow
into a person!

"Lying trough!"

"what is that!?"

"How did Mr. Crow become a person? Who is he? Ohmygod, what the **** is going on?"

The exclamation came one after another, and when the light group dispersed, everyone
finally saw the man's face.

It was a man with five colors of paint on his face and hands. He was wearing clothes
made of tattered rags, squatting on the mountain of gifts with his head in his hands, thin
and embarrassed, and could not see the specific age.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me..." He kept repeating his words, his eyes
dodged and he looked funny.

The rest of the players finally reacted.

"He is not Mr. Crow!"

"who are you?!"

"What a terrible scam is this lying trough, did he lie to all of us? Or puppets? What's
going on?"

There were many opinions, and I didn't know that the sentence stimulated the man. He
stood up sharply, screaming at the talking player: "You nonsense, I am not Mr. Crow,
who am I?"

This stern tone resembles Mr. Crow's before.

The other party was aroused by this tone of pain, and his anger immediately came up,
"You said, you are not Mr. Crow, who are you?!"

"Who am I?" The man was stunned. He looked down at his dirty hands, and then put
the oil on his face, and painted it even more. He didn't realize it, revealing a daze in his
eyes, and then began to be crazy, "Who am I? I am not Mr. Crow, who am I?"

"who am I?!"

One player.

Tang Cuo said the answer in his heart. Yan Yun's paper killing order directly confirmed
his identity, because the killing order is aimed at the existence of players. Regardless of
the true identity of this man, he was once a player and a player who came to Yongye
City before Yanyun. Because of the era that Yan Yun and Rong Yi were in, he existed
as Mr. Crow.
The fact that Xiao Tong can cause harm to him is probably due to everyone being the
same player.

So where is the real Mr. Crow?

Tang Cuo turned his head and looked in the direction of the Ruby Tavern, where Jin
Cheng was pushing the door in, smiling and saying hello to K who was drinking by the
window.

"It's so busy outside, don't you really go out and see? Mr. Crow."

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A day ago, when Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo came back from the copy and mentioned the
gods with Wen Xiaoming, Wen Xiaoming jokingly said: "I think introducing k to him, they
will become good friends."

What role does k play in Yongye City?

He can be a professional intelligence dealer, or a plastic friend. His behavior seems to

be no logic, sometimes Jin Jin and Tang Cuo, and sometimes for the black hat to match
the bridge and have fun, but he What can you get from it?

A few stories?
This motive seems to be very similar to the "human observation" of the gods, only the
difference between entering and being born. But this only caused Jin Cheng and Tang
Cuo to wonder, and it was Lin Yandong and Yan Yun's reaction that really brought them
together with Mr. Crow.

Lin Yandong and Yan Yun are one by one senior. They have been in Yongye City for so
many years. The intelligence they can obtain is not comparable to that of Tang Cuo,
who is new to him, nor is it comparable to Jin Cheng who has been mixed for three
years.

Lin Yandong said that after the "July Rose", it was Mr. Crow who restricted him to Area
A, but Mr. Crow denied it. When he mentioned Mr. Crow, he even used the honorary title
of "that gentleman".

There is only one truth-Mr. Crow they saw was fake.

Later, the confrontation between Yan Yun and Mr. Crow also proved this point. Yan Yun
said: After the failure of the **** slaughter, the gods did not deal with them, and it was
Mr. Crow who still started.

This is also in line with the identity of Mr. Crow's law enforcer.

But who is this real Mr. Crow?

k.

This name appeared in the minds of Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo for the first time. If he is
Mr. Crow, his behavior will be rationalized. He was not as high as God, so he hid in the
crowd and looked at the world with his own eyes. But he was contaminated with the
spirit of the gods, so he was like a bystander, both in the game and not in the game.

The identity of an intelligence dealer is a perfect cover.

They went to question Lin Yandong. Lin Yandong replied: "You guessed it, didn't you?"
Lin Yandong is familiar with everything. Throughout the entire Yongye City, there is only
one k that they know and can be listed as a suspect. He did not answer, it was better
than answer.

Of course, in the end, there is no real-estimate guesses, so it is now the final verification
link.

Jin Cheng came to the Ruby Tavern and saw K sitting by the window drinking, and set
the tone for the next conversation. K really did not deny, shaking the wine glass, said:
"He told me I have to go, then Mr. Crow deserved it, isn't it too lacking."

"Then I took the initiative to come and look for it. Does Mr. Crow think it's okay?" Jin
Cheng sat down generously opposite him.

K rolled his eyes gracefully, but he pushed the bottle over.

Jin Cheng pours the wine while looking at the person opposite. k **** his hair today, but
still wearing the most common purple suit, a pair of phoenixes picking up, and the bag is
enchanting again.

"Speak, what are you thinking about now?" K leaned on the back of the chair with a
look, and the pressure was naturally emitted. This is unprecedented before.

"Yan Yun is going to kill you, but it's not me. You know, I've been planning to establish a
new order in Yongye City, not a **** of slaughter." Jin Cheng drank and said.

k smiled, "otherwise you think you can sit here and drink with me?"

Jin Cheng shrugged: "That's not necessarily right, you won't shoot until the last step,
right?"

K didn't answer, it was the default of Jin Cheng's statement. Jin Cheng knew that even
being obedient could not get in Mr. Crow's eyes, so what he used to be, what he still did
now, there was no respect for him.

"Who is the fake Mr. Crow?" Jin Cheng asked.

"Guess what?" K was a little curious about his answer.

"God slaughterer before Yan Yun? Or did he do something that offends you or offends
the gods?"

"It's a long story. It's really a long story, so long that I haven't finished writing it now."

k said, a few traces of recollection in his eyes. Jin Cheng did not disturb him, waiting
quietly for a moment, K pulled away from the recollection, and said with a smile:
"Actually, you also had some kind of intersection with him, but you didn't find it."

Jin Cheng: "What?"

k drank his last drink, put the wine glass gently on the table, and said, ""Plan of
Paradise". Ji Ning of the Vaccine Research Institute read this plan, so he planned the
series of crimson things. , And finally put Lily ribbon into the copy."

Jin Cheng tightened his mind, "Is this the fake gentleman?"

"Bingo."

Gift Mountain.

The oil-painted thin man kept asking "Who Am I?", which was exaggerated and funny.
The players were shocked and puzzled from the beginning, and were slowly struck by
this sound of inquiry, especially when they met the man's eyes, they were breathless.

What a crazy and hopeless look.

The hustle and bustle faded away and the surroundings became quiet.

It can also be said to be silent. Everyone looked at the man, standing in a pile of
beautiful and colorful gifts, hesitating and crazy, and they were like a silent audience,
watching a funny show indifferently.

No one knew what to do next, not even Yan Yun. Do you want to kill him? But a fake Mr.
Crow who had been poked out of his identity seemed to have no need to kill. The real
Mr. Crow no longer spoke back, as if he did not care about the life and death of the
fake.

Instead, Yan Yun became curious. He squatted down and asked, "Who are you, can't
you remember?"

The man stopped pulling his hair and looked up at him blankly, "Who am I? Who can't
remember... Who am I?"

Yan Yun: "It doesn't matter, you think slowly, don't worry."

Perhaps it was because Yan Yun’s smile was too clear and his tone was very gentle.
The man seemed to be calmed by him, and finally he was no longer hysterical.

But he quickly remembered who Yan Yun was, staggering back a few steps, face
horrified, said: "You want to kill me, you want to kill me!"

Yan Yun spread his hands: "I want to kill Mr. Crow, but you are not Mr. Crow anymore."

"No, you are going to kill me..." The man pushed Yan Yun away, turned and stumbled
down the Gift Hill. He almost rolled down, and the players around him quickly made
way, so he climbed up and plunged into the crowd, running forward regardless of it, as if
someone behind him was chasing him.

Yan Yun wanted to chase it, but just jumped from the mountain of gifts, he stopped
suddenly, because Xiao Tong came. He touched his nose and said with a helpless
smile: "Senior prisoner need not be in a hurry?"

Xiao Tong glanced at the direction the man left and said, "A fake one is not worth
wasting my time."

He is going to see Lin Yandong now, and he cannot wait for a moment.

Tang Cuo looked at it coldly, and when the man's figure disappeared on the street
corner, he looked at the figures of Yan Yun and Xiao Tong and retreated quietly. No one
was disturbed by his departure, and no one heard the conversation between Yan Yun
and Xiao Tong.

After a while, Yan Yun and Xiao Tong also left the Gift Mountain, leaving Mr. Clown to
reinsert the bamboo pole on the top of the Gift Mountain and shouted to let the player
go up to redeem the reward.

The crowd flowed again, the noise remained the same, everything seemed to be the
same as before. But everyone understands that the situation in Yongye City has
changed, and what happened here will spread throughout the city at the fastest speed.

A series of new questions will surely haunt everyone-who is the real Mr. Crow?

Can Yan Yun kill Mr. Crow?

If he really succeeds, is it good or bad for Yongye City?

Jin Cheng, how will they respond?

The trio of Chi Yan who is staying in the c zone is also worried.

They were lively outside, but they could only stay in the hotel and could not go out. After
a long time passed, they were worried about what to eat for the next meal. The hotel
does not provide meals, so they can only order takeout.

Qian Wei vowed: "There is nothing better than beef noodles."

Chi Yan had different opinions: "I have eaten hot and sour powder just now. I think we
have to order some rice and eat some staple food properly. What do you think?"

Qian Wei: "Noodles are not a staple food? Where are you from?"

Chi Yan: "Hangzhou, is noodle a staple food? Where are you from?"

Qian Wei: "Xi'an."

The two looked at Peng Mingfan together. Peng Mingfan pushed his glasses and said,
"Don't look at me, I'm a southerner going to school in the north."

Chi Yan and Qian Wei had another good match, and finally in the exclamation of "Why
don't we each have their own points", we handed over the written takeaway list to the
hotel owner.

There is no instant messaging in Yongye City, so you can only use the most primitive
method to order takeout. The proprietress who is a civil servant of Yongye City will
submit this list to her colleagues, and then it will be delivered by the takeout brother.

In the process of waiting, Chi Yan couldn't bear to pour Lin Yandong a bowl of water,
said: "Be patient, don't eat, there is no place to go to the toilet in the cage."

Lin Yandong: "..."

After a while, there was a knock on the window glass, three long and two short.

Chi Yan, an excited man, hurried to the window and opened the curtains, and saw
Tangcuo outside. He quickly opened the defensive barrier, put people in, and then
closed.

Tang Cuo glanced at the situation in the room and asked, "Are you ready?"

Qian Wei nodded again and again, and Peng Mingfan briefly reported on Zhang San's
situation. Before Zhang San ran over to pass on Xiao Tong's words, he saw Tang Cuo
and Jin Cheng were away, and left again. Who would have known that the game "The
Redemption of the Fugitive Z" was triggered, so Zhang San went back.

Tang Cuo thought deeply, "What about others?"

Peng Mingfan: "Next door."

Tang Cuo: "Does he know the layout I asked you to do?"

Peng Mingfan: "No, we were all set when he came."

Tang Cuo nodded and went to the next door to see Zhang San in person. The first
sentence is straightforward, "Fugitive z?"

Zhang Sanwei was surprised that Tang Cuo directly broke his identity. However, as far
as Tang Cuo’s IQ is concerned, guessing it was sooner or later, Zhang San did not
intend to conceal it, so he generously admitted: "It is me. I helped Xiao Tong to spread
the word, but he turned to use me to trigger the game, It’s really unfair. But I think Xiao
Tong shouldn’t want me to be caught too early, because he doesn’t want to go back. So
let me ask you, can I help you? I’m happy.”

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When everything is ready, it is already 8.47. Tang Cuo looked at the time and asked Chi
Yan to remove all the defensive props, even the door and windows were wide open.

When Xiao Tong and Yan Yun found this place, they faced such a scene.

Of course, Yan Yun also called it-please enter the urn.

"Are you alone today?" Although it was the first time to meet, Yan Yun seemed to be an
old friend who hadn't seen for many years. He stepped into the room generously and
asked questions.
He was indeed a bit curious. Hearing that Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo had a very good
relationship, he often went into double pairs, and instead acted alone less often.

Xiao Tong's eyes were fixed on Lin Yandong sitting in the cage. He had a momentary
urge to go over, but he suddenly stood still, as if standing still, and he and Lin Yandong
were separated by a deep rift.

Lin Yan closed his eyes with his hands closed, no response.

"What's wrong with him?" Xiao Tong asked, suppressing his inner upset.

"You shouldn't ask me, you should ask yourself." Tang Cuo had learned the past story
from Zhang San and made Xiao Tong speechless in one sentence. He continued: "Jin
Cheng is not here, I will talk to you."

Yan Yun was very interested, "How to talk? What to talk about?"

Tang Cuo: "I should ask you this sentence. People are in my hands. If you want to do
anything, please bid on your own."

The children are so courageous. Yan Yun likes such a straightforward and not stupid
person. He leaned his head to Xiao Tong, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "You
heard, let us make the price."

Xiao Tong's eyes were dark and dull, and he looked dazed. But Tang Cuo met him with
his gaze, and his eyes were all fearless, either young and fearless, or with confidence.

Tang Cuo's sing is to invite Jun to enter the urn is also an empty city plan, he dare to let
them come in so generously, he must rely on, hastily shot, I am afraid it is not
appropriate.

"Now that you already know about the evil spirit badge and Mr. Crow, you know that Lin
Yandong has no value to you. What he has left is nothing more than a life, what do you
want to exchange for it?" Xiao Child Road.
Xiao Tong knew that Tang Cuo was asking them to make their own bids, just to test their
bottom line. Really fighting, even if Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo joined together, plus these
few small ones, they might not be able to beat him and Yan Yun. Testing the bottom line
is the first step.

But who knows, Tang Cuo's next sentence blocked Xiao Tong's chest.

"He still has you, doesn't he?" Tang Cuo said calmly, and he hadn't stood up from the
chair until the two of them entered the house. The trio of Chi Yan stood behind him,
blocking Lin Yandong in a cage, alert.

"Don't try to irritate me." Xiao Tong narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I'm just stating the facts. And, since I said that I want to be a villain, I'll do it. What's
more, compared to Lin Yandong, I'm just a gangster, isn't it?" Tang Cuo said.

Yan Yun watched the two confronting quietly. He leaned back against the window sill
himself, with a posture of watching the show, too leisurely. But Xiao Tong would not let
him stay out of the way. Lin Yandong took advantage of him. Isn't he using Lin
Yandong?

"Don't you say something?" Xiao Tong raised his mouth, but the arc flickered on the
swing stick he was holding.

Yan Yun touched his nose, "Aren’t I afraid to disturb you? Since you want me to say
that, then I will say-you have to release Lin Yandong’s soul from Miao Qi’s body, as long
as he has a knocking heart bell Otherwise, I can only take advantage of myself and
cannot manipulate the souls of others. It is a pity that the knocking heart bell has been
destroyed."

He heard that Xiao Tong frowned, and he didn't even have time to worry about Yan Yun.
He made his purpose public in such a big way, and the electric arc that burst on the
stick reflected his mood at the moment.
"You're playing me?" His face was black, but the smile on his lips was deepening, the
signature warden's smile.

"I'm not kidding you, knocking the heart bell is a player's homemade weapon. I can
rebuild it if I have the drawings, just take a little time." Yan Yun said relaxedly.

At this moment, Lin Yandong suddenly gave an unclear chuckle. But when several
people saw it, he only glanced at them lightly, and did not speak.

Xiao Tong's eyes were slightly confused, but he remained calm and sensible. Yan Yun's
remarks are equivalent to his holding chips to enter the game, from the original
two-party game to three parties.

Sure enough, Yan Yun looked at Tang Cuo at the next moment and said, "After
reshaping the heart bell, I can promise you and return Rong Yi. In exchange, you have
to tell me who the real Mr. Crow is."

Tang Cuo: "Rong Yi is your younger brother, who is not close to me, why should I
promise you?"

Yan Yun smiled and said, "Who is Mr. Crow? I will know sooner or later, now I'm just
suffering from a lack of intelligence. You can use a piece of intelligence destined to lose
value, change to a competent assistant, and use this to tie the cold, not Is it
cost-effective?"

It is said that Chi Yan and Qian Wei couldn't help showing their anger, even Peng
Mingfan frowned slightly. Tang Cuo couldn’t be more right, Rong Yi was Yan Yun’s
brother, but now this brother did not hesitate to push him out as a bargaining chip, and
there was still a smile on his face. No heart.

"It's really cost-effective to hear that." Tang Cuo said, and looked at Xiao Tong again,
"What about the Warden? What are you going to use to buy Lin Yandong's life? I think
you are ready to pay any price. ."
Yan Yun raised her eyebrows as the words fell. He didn't know what Xiao Tong and Lin
Yandong had in the past, so he was a little surprised to hear the words "any price".

Xiao Tong glanced at Yan Yun, his clenched hands slightly loosened his swing stick,
and said, "Aren't you going to kill Mr. Crow and replace it? To me, no matter who sits in
that position, it doesn't seem to make any difference. You have Interested?"

In this last sentence, Xiao Tong stared at Tang Cuo and said.

Tang Cuo did not expect Xiao Tong to say this, but Yan Yun finally changed his face
slightly. He looked at Xiao Tong and said, "Is Lord Warden intending to bet? Putting all
your bets on Tang Cuo is brave enough."

"What about that?" Xiao Tong suddenly felt trouble when the words fell, "Dare you to
threaten me?"

The sound of a crisp bell sounded, his wrist turned, and he flicked it gently, and the stick
was extended to the longest, like a long whip wrapped around an electric snake, hit
Yanyun fiercely.

Yan Yun had been on guard for a long time, but after all, he used other people's bodies
and was injured in Fangcai's games and fights. Even if he evaded in advance, he was
still drawn by an arc. The clothes on his arm were torn, revealing **** scars and faintly
black.

"Oh." Yan Yun underestimated Xiao Tong's temperament. He just threatened him a little
with a knocking heart bell. Without knocking a heart bell, he would naturally have no
way to release Lin Yandong from Miao Qi's body, but Xiao Tong could turn his face
directly.

In the not-so-large suite, Yan Yun jumped up and down from the window to the coffee
table, and the sound of glass breaking came from behind "click". He didn't have time to
turn around, Yan Ling knife picked up the chair next to it and threw it at Xiao Tong,
blocking it for a block, and then offered a pocket watch.
"Beep, click." Time is still.

The only active Yan Yun turned around and looked at Xiao Tong, saying, "You do not
have to be so atmospheric, Lord Warden? I didn't say I won't help you."

Xiao Tong could not move, and the hand holding the stick was forced into the air. But
this situation lasted for only a second. He held the stick violently and pressed it down.
The green muscles on the back of his hand and between his neck burst, and he just
stirred the time.

"Slap--" The sling stick hit the floor where Yan Yun was standing, hitting a big hole.

The three of Chi Yan retreated to the side early. When they saw this, they all opened
their mouths, and Peng Mingfan still maintained his apparent calmness. The warden is
worthy of the warden, and the time master cannot trap him.

Yan Yun smiled bitterly, he said, either his body is inconvenient to use, and his soul is
not stable enough.

The bell sounded again, and blood overflowed from the corner of Yan Yun's mouth. Xiao
Tong stared at him, his eyes teasing, his smile arrogant, and cruel. Yan Yun did not
know that although Xiao Tong was not a dude, but that was not allowed by the times, he
had to bear those responsibilities.

The real second master has never had a bad temper, otherwise how would he make a
final appearance with Lin Yandong.

But when Yan Yun thought he was going to be hard, Xiao Tong's stick suddenly
changed direction and smashed straight into the black iron cage. This hand was caught
off guard.

Even Lin Yandong in the cage froze.

On the occasion of a desperate attack, a transparent shield exuding divine glory was
stopped in front of the black iron cage. [Holy Light Shield] Upgraded version. Previously
it could only block Xiao Tong’s attack for two or three seconds. Now he has been hit by
this attack without any damage.

Tang Cuo pulled out the sword of adjudication calmly, and the sword pointed to Xiao
Tong. "In the end, does the warden come to negotiate or fight?"

"I think you're doing ghosts." Xiao Tong snorted coldly, glancing at Lin Yandong in the
cage, and asked, "Who is he? He's not Lin Yandong."

Tang Cuo smiled, "Of course he is not."

Lin Yandong in the cage suddenly collapsed, "Ah? Did you see through so soon? My
drama has just begun!"

This full-bodied voice, the tone of the playful upper body, is not 10086 who is Wen
Xiaoming?

Chi Yan poked his head from Peng Mingfan's left shoulder and said, "It must have been
that you were stunned for a moment and it was exposed!"

Qian Wei also protruded from his right shoulder: "Yeah, that really must be the one who
bombed and flew in front of his eyes without blinking."

Peng Mingfan: "........."

The battle ended abruptly.

Yan Yun happened to go back to the window and smiled, holding the edge of the
window. "You are really a pair of living treasures. Where did Tangcuo find you?"

Chi Yan answered him kindly: "We are the same term, this is fate."

Xiao Tong was not in a mood to tease them, "Where is Lin Yandong?"

Tang Cuo closed his sword and raised his eyes, "Of course in a place where none of
you can find."
At this time, Xiao Tong and Yan Yun also understood how Lin Yandong was transferred
away because of Leng Miao. Leng Miao is a great magician in the space department.
He has the ability to tear through the cracks of the space and transmit instantly. He
wants to take a person away without being noticed by outsiders.

But they didn't expect Tang Cuo to have a follower.

"Zhang San is also in my hand. I can send you back to Area G at any time." Tang Cuo
looked at Xiao Tong, his eyes glanced over Yan Yun again, "Can I talk openly now?"

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At the stall where Tangcuo talked to people, a grander discussion was also staged in
the game hall. After the fake Mr. Crow's identity was pierced, everyone was asking who
he was, and now, everyone has found the answer--

Mouse Jiu two 1 Wu Wu.

This is a player number that suddenly appeared on the Red List. Traditional Chinese
characters and a completely different numbering sequence made players match it with
Mr. Fake Crow almost instantly.

A man with the serial number of the zodiac.

"Traditional characters, this must have been a long time ago player? How long has he
spent in Yongye City?"

"My God, this has been at least a hundred years old?"

"How did he become a fake Mr. Crow? This is too ridiculous, he persecuted us as a Mr.
Crow, and in the end he was also a player..."

"..."

But the more absurd plot is still staged outside the game hall. When the news outside
reached here, everyone looked at each other's companions, opened their mouths, but
couldn't say anything.

A large reality show is being staged outside, and the only guest is the rat 92125.

He fled from the mountain of gifts, panicked in Yongye City, and soon lost his way.
Players around him are watching him, and the news is spreading in dozens and
hundreds. More and more people know his identity and give him a different vision.

Wherever he went, this kind of vision would follow wherever he went, because his oil
paint was so dazzling.

On the disoriented cross street, he stood for a long time at the intersection of two
streets. Frenzy backed away, panic backed away, and there was a little daze in his
eyes.

He was like a spinning top, looking up at the surrounding scenery, hoping to find a
familiar place. He kept looking and turning, but he seemed to find nothing, so there was
a trace of panic in his eyes slowly.

Startled and funny, it was his first impression of all players along the way.

"He looks more like a clown than the clown on the mountain of gifts." Someone summed
up a sentence and quickly gained recognition from others. And when the man’s player
number circulated from the game lobby, the good guys gave him a "mouse" code.
At this moment, the mouse is still walking around the street.

Players' curiosity about Mr. Crow overwhelms everything, whether he is true or not. This
curiosity is also mixed with gloating for the one who has suddenly fallen on the cloud
one day, and some revenge psychology that is hot or insidious.

Many people are eager to try, they want to kill the mouse, in order to complete revenge
against Yongye City, vent their anger. But the funny behavior of the mice made them
think that such revenge seemed meaningless.

"What's the use of killing him? Mr. Crow has someone else. He might be hiding in the
dark now to watch the drama! If you kill him, he will laugh at us for killing each other!"

At the exit of a remote dark alley, a teenager just grabbed his companion. A similar
situation was staged everywhere along the way, and countless impulses were hidden
under the surface of the water, allowing the mouse to go further and further away, and
fortunately did not trigger the celebration game.

Everyone was watching him, some were blatant, some were secretly watching, and he
was on his back.

He didn't know what was going on. It was like a long dark dream. When he woke up, he
became what he is now.

Everyone is watching him.

Everyone.

"Ahhhhhh!" He squatted with his head held, and finally shouted intolerably: "Go away,
don't look at it anymore! You all walk away!"

"Poof." It was like a stone breaking the calm lake.

The impulse is suppressed no matter how deep, it will not become thoughtful. What's
more, there are many desires that are born with impulse.
"Grab him, the people on the Red List have taken great pains to dismantle his true face,
he must be a key person. While no one can succeed now, grab him, this is the
opportunity to turn over!"

"Catch him, his number appears on the Red List, he is no longer a player, no need to kill
orders!"

"Grab him, we can let that Yan Yun or whoever takes the equipment to change!"

"Grab him, he did Mr. Crow, maybe he knew how to leave Yongye City!"

"Grab him, he looks so weak..."

"catch him……"

"To shut up!"

"To shut up!"

The mouse covered his ears and shrunk himself into a ball in the dark corner of the
street corner, but the words kept drilling into his ears, and each seemed to shout to
"grab him".

There seemed to be a thousand flies in his head.

He gasped in pain, covering his ears with his palms to no avail, and poked in with his
fingers. The deeper the deeper the deeper, the deeper the deeper the deeper, until the
nails cut through the cochlear hemorrhage, he didn't feel it, he just wanted to eliminate
those nasty sounds.

The players around thought that he was crazy, and those who finally couldn't hold back
the want to shoot, some people hesitated, but some people were more determined.

Take advantage of this opportunity and win in one fell swoop!

More than a dozen players left, right, left, and right rushed out almost simultaneously.
Some people who wanted to wait and see and could not make up their minds suddenly
could not hide, and appeared one after another.

But the mouse was still poking his ears, his fingertips were full of blood and he was still
on, as if caught in a black vortex, unable to extricate himself.

Upon seeing this, the players who rushed out gleamed brightly, hurriedly seized this
opportunity, and sacrificed their weapons. All of a sudden, the lights of magic and power
illuminate most of the street, as well as swords and bullets, all attacking the mice.

Those who remained unmoved, took a breath.

The light was shining, and the mice were drowned.

The hearts of the players have been raised, and many people think that the thin figure
painted with oil paint feels a little worried. Without madness and without survival, the
mouse must have experienced something before it became like this now.

He got such an end, even if everyone didn't know the truth, he still felt sighed.

Just then, Jin Cheng arrived. An arc-shaped sonic attack flew all the players close to the
mouse. He had a thin face and a sharp shot, but the players knew he was late.

The mouse can't save it, if Jin Cheng wants to find him, maybe he can only go to the
jail.

But before Jin Cheng fell to the ground, the changes became steep.

"Boom--" The light that originally wrapped the mouse was like a blooming flower, and
suddenly turned outward. A strong shock wave swept the entire street, and the windows
on both sides of the street were broken.

Players close to each other have fallen, although most of them are slightly injured, the
lethality is also scary enough.
Many people did not care about the injuries on their bodies, and turned their heads to
see, and saw a huge gravel pit on the side of the street. The mouse fell into the pit,
seeming to be unconscious.

He wanted to explore again, but Jin Cheng blocked his sight.

The mechanical bow was full of bowstrings, Jin Cheng said coldly: "Whoever doesn't
want to step forward and die."

On the other side, Tang Cuo's conversation came to an end. Holding two big killers in
his hand, he finally forced Xiao Tong to retreat, and Xiao Tong used force to suppress
Yan Yun. The three parties checked each other and finally reached a preliminary
agreement.

Yan Yun was in charge of reshaping the Jingling Bell, and immediately returned to
Rongyi after success, and shared the drawings of the Qingling Bell. At that time,
knocking Xinling will no longer be able to be used as Yanyun’s killer, because Tangcuo
can create another one, and knocking Xinling to knock Xinling, even if it can’t be
discarded, is also a guarantee.

Xiao Tong will stay and be the bodyguard of Tang Cuo before the end of the celebration.

In exchange, Tangcuo will ensure Zhang San’s safety and prevent the fugitive game
from ending prematurely. And he will let Xiao Tong see Lin Yandong before he goes
back.

As for Yan Yun, Tang Cuo did not directly tell him who Mr. Crow was. Without him, Xiao
Tong felt uncomfortable with Yan Yun, and with Xiao Tong there, Yan Yun was helpless.

"How come it's the end, just me the worst?" Yan Yun sat with arms around the window
and shook his head.

Tang Cuo and Xiao Tong are cooler than each other and ignore him. Yan Yun had to
sigh, and told the sad breeze by the window that she was sad, but she was sad.
Then the three signed a soul contract. This is what Tang Cuo had planned with Jin
Cheng early in the morning. The soul contract of Yongye City has certain binding force
on the player. Perhaps this binding force will be discounted for big brothers such as
Xiao Tong and Yan Yun, but it is better than nothing. it is good.

Yan Yun ordered casually. Compared to this soul contract, he was more interested in
the three children of Chi Yan. After a few laughs, he chatted with Chi Yan.

Qian Wei looked very surprised, he poked his head, and said to Peng Mingfan: "I don't
even know who should say that they have better communication skills."

Is it that you don't care about your status at all, and Yan Yun, who can make a big deal
with a young boy, is stronger?

Or can Chi Yan be a little bit stronger with the face of "I am the Sunshine Angel" without
fear of the reputation of the God Slaughterer?

Qian Wei used to think that his communicative ability was not bad. He was at least as
strong as Peng Mingfan. Now he only knows what a strong middleman is. But this is not
important, the important thing is: "Peng Peng, do we really accept the warden who
made all the players in Yongye City frightened?"

Peng Mingfan: "It's a bodyguard."

The younger brother and the bodyguard are almost the same, they are all in Chinese,
and the rounding is the same!

Qian Wei feels that he is a bull.

At this moment, the g district, where the warden is sitting, is lost, and it is ushering in the
easiest prison time in history. When the trapped players repeatedly confirmed that the
warden had left, the carnival kicked off.
The vast majority of prisoners are limited to prison terms, and they do not have the
universal key like Zhang San, so they cannot leave, they can only have fun in prison,
but some of them are just released after their sentences.

The warden is away, and the gate of area g is open for them, unimpeded all the way.

There are two familiar faces among these people, Yao Qing and Meng Yufei.

Although it is not the same year and the same month and the same day and jail, it is
also a fate to catch up with the same month and the same year and go to prison. But
the two obviously didn't cherish this so-called fate, not only looked at each other as
bored, but also scolded.

Meng Yufei: "Foolish."

Yao Qing: "Bald bedwetting monster."

Meng Yufei: "Would you like to try another sentence?"

Yao Qing: "My mother can say a few words, you are not bald, you are still bedwetting."

The two almost fought at the gate of Area G, but it was probably too many times to go to
jail. They really didn't want to go to jail in a short time, so they held back together,
snorted, and parted ways.

But there is always a bad thing about going to jail. You think you only squatted in the jail
for a few days. When you think of the cell door, the world has changed dramatically.

"What the hell?"

"Lin Yandong is dead and reborn?"

"Mr. Crow still has a fuck?"

Yao Qing rolled his eyes and almost thought he was playing a copy of Illusion.
Everything around is fake, only he is real.
Meng Yufei's experience is not much better. He was originally a casual player. Only
Zheng Yingying and Jianghe were able to contact him before going to jail. The clinker
Yong Yecheng changed a lot, and Zheng Yingying and Jianghe also disappeared.

Zheng Yingying and Jiang He, which are hung by Meng Yufei, are still in the copy of
"The City of Eden" at this moment, and there are thirty days before customs
clearance-eleven days.