The Trial Game of Life

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: "."