The Trial Game of Life

"I, I heard... I heard someone calling for help..." The mouse hugged his head in pain and squatted down. The more he listened carefully, the stronger the impact on his brain, but he couldn't control it.

In the past few days, in fact, he has been able to slowly control the reading range of mind reading and master the switch. But the heartfelt sound he heard at this moment was so strong that he seemed to have come to the dark seashore. The huge waves swept across the shore and he couldn't climb, let alone resistance.

When he finally recovered from the initial loss, he found himself on an isolated island in the sea. A barren piece above the isolated island, no matter which direction he looked at, it was the sea, the black deep sea, angry and roaring.

Someone in the sea is calling for help.

The mouse can always hear the sound of human depression in the deepest part of the heart, turning away the heavy fog and darkness, the sound reaching his mind directly, causing his soul to tremble.

In the eyes of Tang Cuo and others, the rat shook like a sieve. After so many days, he no longer resisted the approach of others, but he still did not wash off the oil on his body. Those oil paints seem to have been baptized by time, and have penetrated deeply into the skin, but the color is still bright, covering up his original appearance.

His breathing and wailing at the moment did not seem to be his own, as if others were speaking through his mouth.

"Don't be afraid." Tang Cuo silently sang a condensed magic, and once again stretched his hand on the shoulder of the mouse, the vast but quiet spiritual power poured down, wrapping the mouse, as if building a barrier for him.

The rat was startled, and turned back to see Tang Cuo's tears burst out of his eyes.

"Who is calling for help?" Tang Cuo asked.

"It's me..." The mouse opened his mouth, but then he was in a trance and lost his mind for a few seconds before reacting. "It was the voice that said, save him, save him..."

Hearing the words, Xiao Tong clenched his fists suddenly, and his already condensed face was so thick that he could drip water. He walked quickly to the black iron prison cage, but he squatted down and watched Lin Yandong's movement but was extremely slow, and his outstretched hand was slightly stiff.

But Lin Yandong was still sitting motionless, keeping his half-collapsed posture, hanging his head, a drop of blood sticking to his chin, and it would fall. He seemed to isolate all sounds from the outside world, and nothing could make him open his eyes.

"He has maintained this movement, has not changed." Zhang Sanzhan's trembling voice came from behind. Looking at Xiao Tong at the moment, he felt even more afraid and could not survive.

Tang Cuo suddenly appeared, and asked again: "He said that he was "Save me" or "Save him"."

When it is reported by a person, whose tone is used, the meaning of the expression is different. The mouse hurriedly answered: "He said "Save him", I heard him say "Save him"!"

Tang Cuo: "Miao Qi."

At this time, Lin Yandong was still protecting, only Miao Qi. It was Miao Qi who sent a distress signal in this body and was heard by the mice, and he was letting them rescue Lin Yandong.

What about Lin Yandong?

"What else have you heard? Anyone else?" Xiao Tong's eyes were sharp and sharp, like a knife piercing the mouse's eyes. He was trembling with shock, as if he had returned to the state where he had just turned from Mr. Crow into a man, nervous, hysterical, and panicked.

Tang Cuo raised his hand to protect him, and coldly intercepted Xiao Tong. "If you want to know Lin Yandong's news, shut up."

Xiao Tong narrowed his eyes, the two confronted each other, and the atmosphere was fierce.

Zhang San called "Mama Mia" a lot in his heart, marveling at Tang Cuo's boldness, but even more surprised him that Xiao Tong was really forbearing.

He squeezed his lips, and his body exasperated, but he didn't speak again.

The mouse gradually settled down under the comfort of Tang Cuo's spirit. Although he was still trembling, he clarified his thoughts. "There are so many voices, a whole sea is... many faces of people are floating in the sea, very Twisted, crazy... they are all talking... Everyone is talking, I can’t hear... My brain is exploding... It’s painful..."

In the deep Black Sea, there are countless faces wailing and crying, like the scene of hell, just one glance makes people cold. Those faces are deformed by twisting, and the sound of shouting is harsh and unharmonious, like the sound of nails rubbing glass and heavy objects squeezing your chest, making you unable to catch up with you.

Very painful and repressive, without relief, and can only sink together.

very scary.

This reminded the mouse of the past, he fell to his knees, trembling with his head covered, "Save me, save me--"

Stop talking.

I can't take it anymore.

Who can help me.

Who--

"Okay." A pair of hands suddenly covered his ears from behind, and all the voices receded like tide, making the mouse's body freeze like a movie picture.

He tilted his head, his neck bent a fragile arc, and saw the master with the hands. With tears in his eyes, he reached out to the blurry figure.

"God, are you..."

"I'm not a god." The cold words brought the mouse back to reality. He blinked his eyes, saw Tang Cuo's face clearly, and lost him.

But Tangcuo's spiritual comfort allowed him to reassure him. He peeped into the hearts of the people and gained insight into the secrets, so it was particularly clear how much courage it would take for one to open his spiritual sea to another and to include him in his protection.

No one spoke again, and the mouse closed his eyes for a while, before saying, "I don't know if there is Lin Yandong's voice in your voice, it's too mixed."

After a pause, he said again: "I have heard many voices before, but that is the voice of countless people feedback to me alone, the source is different. But this person, his heart already contains countless kinds of The sound is like an overflowing container, and these sounds are negative and full of resentment."

Opening his eyes, the mouse said with certainty: "He will collapse."

Zhang San couldn't help but say, "Where did these voices come from?"

Tang Cuo: "Goblin Badge. There must be some additional conditions for the issuance of the Badge Badge that we do not know. Lin Yandong, as the issuer of the badge, must have learned something from it."

Badges of evil spirits, as evil spirits, must have grievances.

Resentment is also a kind of energy. Tang Cuo tends to Lin Yandong as the badge's promulgator, and draws the resentment in the player's heart from each badge, or some negative energy.

He will collapse or become a demon.

"You don't want to kill him, now is the opportunity." Tang Cuo looked at Xiao Tong.

Xiao Tong clutched the railing of the prison cage tightly. When this opportunity was placed in front of him, he was hesitating again. He turned his head, "You didn't talk about the conditions with Yan Yun, the celebration is not over, you are going to kill him now, nothing else?"

Tang Cuo: "No matter."

Xiao Tong Yusi.

Tang Cuo: "Quick knife cuts into chaos."

At the end of the speech, Tang Cuo said softly to the mouse, "sorry," and then released his hand covering his ears, and drew his knife forward. His movements have always been neat, from pulling a knife to piercing the black iron cage, which takes less than two seconds.

Xiao Tong was fast, but Tang Cuo was determined to kill.

No one could think that Tang Cuo would be so decisive.

See only life.

But Tangcuo's knife did not penetrate, because when the tip of the knife pierced Lin Yan's skin at the heart of Dongxin's mouth, a lingering black air blocked his tip.

Although the black air seemed to be ethereal, it was like a copper wall and iron wall, making Tangcuo's knife difficult to penetrate. At the next moment, the ruling Shenghui broke out, and light and darkness were in the narrow cage for the ultimate duel, the two sides pulled each other, and they were comparable.

The mouse covered his head in pain again, kneeling on the ground and unable to speak. Zhang San couldn't help covering his eyes and sighed in his heart.

Leng Miao clenched his fists tightly, staring at the dark battlefield. In the end, Xiao Tong couldn't help but shot, throwing a stick to hold Tang Cuo's knife, said: "Wait."

Tang Cuo: "What are you waiting for?"

Xiao Tong: "You can't kill him like this now, right? Let me try, maybe I can."

Tang Cuo received the knife, and the time of light and darkness disappeared without a trace, only his slightly pale face was telling you what a dangerous matchup he had just experienced.

"You are wrong, we still have No. 2 movement." Tang Cuo looked at Lin Yandong who still had no response. He said: "No. No. 2 movement does not work, there is No. 1 movement. In addition to these, you think Jin Cheng is in the third of Yongye City. Year, will there be no other cards at all?"

Hearing the words, Xiao Tong looked at Tang Cuo, his eyes deepened, but he couldn't say anything to refute.

"The previous agreement still counts." Tang Cuo took a step back, "You want to release Lin Yandong's soul from Miao Qi's body, and die with him, right? As long as you can do it, I promise you. But you must Know clearly, Your Warden, this is not our compromise. We can sacrifice for the greatness of this world, for the light and hope that may exist, but it does not include compromise. You are a person who came from the war years, I I want you to understand me better."

After finishing the speech, Tang Cuo did not wait for Xiao Tong to answer, and turned to look at Leng Miao, "Send me out."

Leng Miao: "Where are you going?"

Tang Cuo: "Go to the real Mr. Crow."

If there is another person in the Yongye City who knows what the evil spirit badge and Lin Yandong's current abnormalities represent, and what consequences will be incurred, it will be him alone.

At the same time, the trio of Chi Yan came to the central area on a shared bicycle.

"It's such a **** ass." Qian Wei mumbled and parked the car on the side of the road. After all, he was still distressed about the points he spent. He really missed his running shoes.

"You whisper." Chi Yan pulled him.

"I said, how can you, the emperor, be braver than me?" Qian Wei was very vocal, but his body was very honest. The three of them concealed in the crowd in a low-key manner and continued to look for the next game.

Looking for it, the three didn't find a simple game, but actually found the old enemy, Meng Yufei.

"Do you think that is Meng Dog?"

"seems like it."

"How did he come out again?"

"Waiting for you to send him in again."

"Hahahaha..."

"Why is Yan Yun still talking? Will he open a story conference?"

"Shen God is just his sideline."

"Youtellthetruth, bro."

"Meng Dog listens very seriously."

"At this time, you should go up and give him a knife."

Obviously it is a movie of three people, and it is always Qian Wei and Chi Yan who talk about the crosstalk. They turned to look at Peng Mingfan. Peng Mingfan pushed his glasses and said, "Don't you think that pushing Meng Yufei to Yan Yun is more like burying a fixed time bomb?" Has anything been done?"

Qian Wei: "He seems to go to jail alone."

Chi Yan: "Wow."

Good person in jail.

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