The Trial Game of Life

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.