The Trial Game of Life

Yao Qing was completely convinced.

If the good guys don’t live long, and the villains must be sanctioned, then the good guys who act like a villain will surely live long and even dominate the Yongye City. He then spread his hands and gave up struggling.

"You first let me drink a bottle of medicine to save your life, I will tell you everything."

Yao Qing took the medicine, but did not rush to talk about Mr. Gilbert. Here is the battlefield, in danger, he manipulates puppets to protect him. These puppets can be used as alchemy creatures on the continent of Sicily, so they will not cause a systematic warning.

"My task now is to kill an arbitrator of the Ivy League. Those big men should be here soon. I have to stay and do the task. I can't leave here for the time being." I betrayed completely, and quickly added: "But I know that the arbitrators still hide the rose sect, I can kill the spy for you, you don't have to worry."

Anyway, it only kills an arbitrator. The system does not specify which one to kill. The spy is also the arbiter, and does not affect the completion of the task. Yao Qing finally heard the news, and for this reason, he had to partner with Meng Yufei for a while and vomited to death.

"As for Mr. Gilbert..."

When Yao Qing entered the copy, the carriage was about to arrive at Mr. Gilbert's house, so he didn't communicate much with Mr. Gilbert. I remember it very clearly. Tang Cuo asked him about Cecilia. He shook his head and said that he had no impression. "But you said a gift. I remember he did say that he had prepared a gift. It was the deed of a shop. He wanted to give the shop to that person. ."

Tang Cuo understood that Cecilia was the bakery opened by Mr. Gilbert's shop. Mr. Gilbert couldn't take his house deed with him to do business, so the house deed is still in his house.

At this moment, large-scale magic waves appeared in the distant sky. He gazed, it was the arbiter and other red priests who were finally coming.

They rushed here while playing, their strength seemed to be equal.

"Remember what you said." Tang Cuo finally looked at Yao Qing and immediately turned to leave. He ran very fast, and even regardless of Meng Yufei, he rushed back into the city after several landings and went straight to Mr. Gilbert's house.

At the same time, in the underground palace, the mouse glanced at the task panel and said, "The number is almost the same."

When he arrived at the Well of Time, his mission was refreshed as a simple killing of heads. Tang Cuo and Rong Yi appeared to block their footsteps, so they had to retreat and give up a group of "fat sheep" at the well of time.

Except for the well of time, people in other places in the underground palace are very scattered regardless of the enemy and the enemy. It is not a simple matter to get enough people in a short time. The mouse was worried, thinking about whether to go back to the Well of Time to see the situation, Zheng Yingying directly drew the knife and killed a single member of the Rose Sect who was hit on the face, so fast that the system did not have time to bomb her. caveat.

"But that's the one on our side..." The mouse blinked and blinked.

"I'm not with anybody." Zheng Yingying said indifferently, pulling on the cloak, and instantly changed from a red priest to a knight of the Ivy League. In the next half hour, she met the Ivy League, that is the red priest; met the rose sect, it is the knight of the Ivy League, the identity changes freely, and there are no restrictions on her shots. She always walked on the edge of ooc, but no npc suspected her, and the system did not launch thunder.

Jianghe is right, the copy of Yongye City can have countless ways to play, flexible and changeable, depending on how you play.

Zheng Yingying's mission has always been to assist the white priest, and when the mission is about to be completed, there is a sudden shock in the depths of the underground palace. The gravel fell off the dome, and some of the crumbling buildings began to collapse, startling everyone.

"What's going on?" The mouse also looked surprised.

Zheng Yingying frowned, and the direction of the movement was not the well of time. If it weren't for them, then it would be the battle...Yanyun?

"We want to speed up." Zheng Yingying said decisively.

In the depths of the palace, as Zheng Yingying expected, Yan Yun stood in the center of the vibration, dusting off the dust on her body and laughing helplessly. He raised his head again, looked at the dense moire patterns on the surrounding walls, and muttered to himself: "It seems that I must ask Louis XIV in person. It is so complicated that Tangcuo and Jin Cheng won't give me that much Time to stay here and study slowly..."

Yan Yun can be 100% certain that the magic pattern in this room is the one he is looking for.

This is a palace that is independent of all palaces, except for one gate, which has no windows. The walls around them are covered with black magic patterns, which are disorderly and irregular, and look like calligraphy from a distance.

The magic pattern engraved on the sword by Louis XIV cannot be complicated, so it must be a simplified version. Yan Yun also tried to refine it, almost didn't kill himself.

This is probably the specialization of the art industry.

At this time, footsteps came from behind. Yan Yun looked up and saw Leng Miao appearing at the door, and asked, "Found it?"

Leng Miao nodded. Although she was still stiff, she didn't look as cold as usual, and she was very respectful of Yan Yun. Yan Yun stepped forward and leaned over to touch his head. "Good boy, show me."

The two quickly moved to another place, surrounded by a broken magic circle surrounded by square pillars. Yan Yun walked around the circle a few times, then opened the task panel, the task has been refreshed.

The last task belonging to the rebel, Aesop, was to enter the underground palace to find the resurrection circle, which is the so-called soul sacrifice circle of the rose sect. If Tangcuo is here, he will know that this is the one that resurrected Buzz in the second ring of "Song of Wind Song", but this one is more complicated and ancient, and is the earliest version.

To put it bluntly, this is undead magic. Only after continuous improvement and beautification in the later period, it has another name.

Aesop's character is uncertain, and the rebellion comes and goes, it looks puzzling, but in fact his purpose is only one. He does not belong to any party. As the only puppet with soul in Sicily, he only wants to resurrect his "father", his creator puppet master Herodo.

So he joined the Rose Sect and resurrected Buzz. But Baz's resurrection seems to be successful, but in fact the undead magic is in effect, that is, "the body is dead, the soul is forced to stay", and sooner or later the body will fester. For many people, this may be a way to increase longevity, but whether this "non-human" state has any sequelae is unknown. And Herodotus died for many years, the soul had no idea where to go, this method was useless to him.

Aesop didn't believe in evil, and went back to the country of the moon and hidden roots, trying to find the answer from Louis XIV. But judging from the legal array that Yan Yun sees now, Aesop took another shot.

New task refresh: Talk to Louis XIV.

Yan Yun looked at the task panel and raised his eyebrows, not knowing whether he should be lucky or k's intentional arrangement. All in all, he and Aesop have the same goal now, which can save a lot of trouble.

He also asked about the task of Leng Miao. I am afraid that the other party only has such a general task of "stopping the rose sect". It is particularly free, which also makes Yan Yun not very good at judging Tang Cuo's current position. But he has Leng Miao, Leng Miao has the big crack technique, and it is not laborious to search the whole city again.

At this time, don't care about ooc.

In response, Mr. Crow said in a comment: "They are all used to it. The work of the mouse is really not good. I will finally be the one who throws his hands back. He will do well. He will only jump on his feet. The curse is only at the level of elementary school students, for hundreds of years. No progress."

Zhang San hesitated and asked: "Making the rat as Mr. Crow... isn't it punishment?"

"Who told you that being Mr. Crow is a punishment?" K raised an eyebrow. "He jumped here and there all day, who didn't eat him or flicked him?"

Zhang San froze, how could this be a bit different from what he thought. However, I thought about it, even if the fake Mr. Crow has certain rights in Yongye City, it can freely shuttle through each copy, and it can wear small shoes for the player according to his temper. In addition to forgetting who he is, it seems to be nothing. Where is the pain?

Is it punishment?

Isn't it punishment?

Zhang San was a little confused. At this time k added another material to him, "Or do you all think that I am Mr. Crow, I can decide the life and death of the player and impose penalties on the player without authorization?"

"No, isn't it?" Zhang San remembered the information they got from Tangcuo. Both Yan Yun and the mouse were punished because they angered Mr. Crow. The high gods would not interfere in the battle between players, would they?

k asked: "Why didn't I kill Yan Yun directly? If I wanted to die, there could be thousands of ways to die. Why should Yan Yun kill me? What can he do."

Zhang San was completely embarrassed. He felt that his head absorbed too much information, and the speed was too fast, causing a short circuit.

K smiled and looked at his coercion, saying, "I am indeed a law enforcer, and I have the right to change some things in Yongye City, and the right to dispose of each of you, but you also have to commit the "law"."

After finishing his speech, he raised his glass and took a sip of wine. The throat knot rolled. He swallowed the wine, breathing a sigh of relief. He couldn't tell whether it was regret or something. He said: "Mr. Crow can't be done by anyone. I gave him a chance, because he messed it up."

Zhang San: "Yes, is this..."

The more you know, the more worried Zhang San is while shocked. What kind of remuneration k wants to get from him? The more secrets he says, the more he can't eat it.

At the same time, the country of Yueyin.

Tang Cuogang found the deed in the gap between Mr. Gilbert's house and was planning to take the deed to the bakery to pass the branch line task. Space fluctuations suddenly came in front of him. As soon as he pulled his sword in his heart, he saw Yan Yun and Leng Miao tearing apart the space crack and entered the small courtyard of Mr. Gilbert's house.

"Ah, you are here." Yan Yun smiled slightly and tilted her head slightly. The afternoon wind dyed the golden luster peculiar to the desert, making the pair of dangling tassel earrings seem to glow.