The Trial Game of Life

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."