The Trial Game of Life

The threat of Ming Huang Yao made the players all change.

Tang Cuo on one side and Lin Yandong on the other side, they are caught in a dilemma. Many people can't help but look at the more powerful Meng Zhen and others, hoping that these players on the red list can make this difficult decision.

But where is this decision so easy to make? At this moment, these Red List players finally realized Jin Cheng's mood just now, especially when he saw a playful smile on Jin Cheng's mouth.

They spontaneously had a fooled, ridiculed anger, but generously announced Tangcuo as the villain, and would not leave them too much time for entanglement.

To be a villain, you must be a resolute villain.

"Bang!" Tang Cuo cut off Lin Yandong with a sword, but Lin Yandong's reaction was also quick and avoided in time. The Sword of Verdict was cut at the place where Lin Yandong had just stood, and the black stone slab on the ground shattered into powder.

Players on both sides evaded and watched the war again, but no one dared to step forward and stop.

On the one hand, it was deterrent to Tang Cuo's words. On the other hand, Jin Cheng's bow had been drawn to the full string, so no one would dare to move him to jail.

"Jin Cheng, is this necessary?" Meng Zhen said in a deep voice.

"Lin Yan must be dead," Jin Cheng said, smiling again. "When he dies, you must be nonsense."

These words slightly changed the face of Meng Zhen and others.

As Jin Cheng said, they understand that when Lin Yandong dies, things will be foregone. Now those players who stand up and obstruct will naturally seek to avoid the disadvantages and choose to compromise with the powerful Jin Cheng. They will not avenge Lin Yandong at all.

From beginning to end, they are all for themselves.

Jin Cheng, Tang Cuo and even Lin Yandong, they just saw through this, so they were unscrupulous. But even if Meng Zhen wants to understand, what can they do?

If destiny is not held in your own hands, you will only have suffocation and endless unwillingness.

Even a little trance.

Because they saw the young man who was still pale and trembling with anger, and rushed out with a cry. With red eyes, he rushed towards Lin Yandong impulsively and fearlessly.

Youth blood.

Meng Zhen flashed the word in his heart, perhaps a little reckless, but it touched people's hearts the most.

Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan also acted with Chi Yan. A trace of anger remained on their faces, but even this trace of anger was vivid.

Life is soaring and moving upwards, it's easy to forget this in Yongye City. Especially for players in the Red List, survival has become an instinct, omnipotent, and forgets why life is so exciting.

"Do you really think you can succeed?" Chen Yuanqi, ranked 36th in the Red List, couldn't help but question with his fists clenched. He may be asking Jin Cheng, maybe he is asking himself, "Yongye City, is there really a possibility of getting better? We live here and have suffered so much, what else do we have to sacrifice? What are you paying for? Even if you just want to go back and take a look, it has become irritating and selfish, so what can we keep going on? What is the point of living?"

Yeah, what's the point of being alive?

Why are they fighting here and climbing back from the edge of death again and again?

If the evil spirit badge can only bring disaster, then what is the difference between giving them hope and suddenly withdrawing it?

The dark gray swallowed everyone's heart, despair, struggling, as if at this moment lost its meaning. Some people shouted with their heads collapsed; some lowered their eyes and chose to leave silently; others turned their hearts across and stood still on Lin Yandong's side, planning to walk all the way to the black.

The scene was chaotic, like a runaway chess game, black and white.

"Jin Cheng, not everyone can be as firm as you and Tang Cuo. We are, in the final analysis, ordinary people." Meng Zhen took a deep breath, "Humans are born selfish."

But having said that, Meng Zhen didn't do anything. He just took a deep look at the back of Chi Yan and others and retreated silently to express his position.

When Meng Zhen retreated, many people retreated. They could not make a choice, so they had to sit on the hill and watch the tigers.

That box, Tangcuo and Lin Yandong had hit the top of the game hall. Chi Yan, Wen Xiaoming and others stopped the rest of the players, and when the scene was chaotic, it was inevitable that some players accidentally triggered the celebration game, and the npcs were also involved.

The hilarity of the celebration was wrapped in swords and swords and flooded the streets.

It was a joyous and painful movement.

Jin Cheng was worried about Tang Cuo's situation, and after seeing that Meng Zhen and others really didn't plan to shoot, he turned around and helped. But the moment he turned around, he suddenly felt a trace of danger and immediately bowed his bow to the southwest.

"Huh!" The metal arrow pierced the sky and hit a golden rattle that appeared out of nowhere. Rong Yi's figure followed, and he reached for the rattle and glanced down.

"Yo, it's all there."

Then he looked at Lin Yandong and raised his eyebrows, "Why is Mr. Lin beat like this?"

In this tone, there is no lack of gloating. But before everyone could react, a crack was torn open in the void, and Lengmiao's furious figure stepped out of it.

"Yan, Yun!" Leng Miao raised his hand in an air cage, and his robe was broken, which showed that it was after a war.

Yan Yun turned back to block Leng Miao's attack. The ability of the time controller and the knocking of the heart bell are already powerful. In addition, Leng Miao's face in facing Rong Yi inevitably has some scruples and makes him play more smoothly.

"Ding!" Yan Yun could even take time out and shake the heart bell.

The crisp bells flew across the sea of ​​spirits, causing Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, who were already in poor condition, to spit out blood. Fortunately, their soul strength is high enough not to be controlled by Yan Yun.

The rest of them suffered more, and knocking the heart bell was an indiscriminate attack, and players who were close to it all took the trick. It was Wen Xiaoming who was clever and pulled Chi Yan three people back quickly, only to avoid a disaster.

Tang Cuo drank a potion in time, biting the tip of his tongue to stay awake, but did not go to see Yan Yun, and committed suicide to Lin Yandong. He knew that there was Jin Cheng behind him, and their tacit understanding did not need to be talked about.

Jin Cheng also lived up to expectations, and cooperated with Leng Miao, stopped Yan Yun, and tried his best to pull the front line away, so that Yan Yun's knocking heart bell would not interfere with Tang Cuo again.

"Ding!" The outer wall of the game hall is a steel frame structure, the sword of judgment is cut on a black steel frame made of unknown materials, and the sound of gold stone is emitted. Lin Yandong stepped back one after another, [Broken] with one hand not only eliminated magic, but also resolved sword moves.

In his realm, all attacks have been simplified, but there are not so many tricks and props. He looks more embarrassed than Tang Cuo, and the red scarf has become ragged, and he has pulled out a lot of thread, but his mind is not on the game, and his eyes have been staring at Tang Cuo's eyes as if to see his Go inside.

"Is it really worth it? For the people underneath." Lin Yandong's eyes glanced at Chi Yan. "They even just reported the enemy."

"You're wrong." Tang Cuo was concise, and the movement of wielding the sword was also neat, one sword stronger than the other. In the clang of "clang, clang, clang, clang", [Phantom Sword] suddenly shook Lin Yandong's sight.

"Poof." The tip of the sword pierced his shoulder, but next second Lin Yandong appeared on the other side.

Tang Cuo’s expression remained unchanged, and he dropped the blood on the tip of the sword, saying, “I’m not for anyone else, I just promised Jin Cheng to live alive. Why do you do this?”

Tangcuo's attack came first before the words fell.

Lin Yandong avoided it again, but did not rush back. He stood upright, his tattered red scarf fluttering in the wind, smiling and said, "Hell should have the appearance of hell, and evil spirits should also have the attitude of evil spirits. If they are evil spirits, why should they be humans?"

Tang Cuo frowned, "What the **** do you hate?"

"Do you hate?" Lin Yan's face was calm. He held his palm in front, with the remaining beads hanging on his hand. A Buddha's light enveloped him and turned into an invisible barrier to stop Tang Cuo's attack.

He continued: "No, I don't hate, I just ask for a cause and effect. I have been a man for more than 30 years in the world, and I have been in the Yongye City for 70 years. In the past 100 years, I have saved many people, but I still have no good ending. Good death. Unfortunately, I didn’t die, and climbed up from **** again."

"I do things, but I want to be fair. If I save 10,000 people, I will kill 10,000 people; if I save one million people, I will kill one million people. But later I found out that this number is really unclear. He has already entered the Qingye procedure, and he has even been reborn. It is impossible to tell who is who."

"Then you have to kill them all."

Lin Yandong's tone, the real cloud is breezy, all the madness are hidden under the peaceful appearance, the more peaceful, the more frightening.

Tang Cuo panted, clenched his sword, and said in a deep voice: "Since you said to be fair, you must retaliate, so now, these people, those in the world, more than 99% of them are not all Innocent?"

"Tangcuo." Lin Yandong suddenly became indifferent. "You have also been to "July Rose". You must have seen the god, right?"

Tangcuo was silent.

Lin Yandong: "The truth of the world is false. The world is false, everything we experience is false, only Yongye City is true. I have also thought about the problem you said, I struggled and hesitated Until I see the truth. If the world is fake, what is all I have suffered?"

"In the end it was just a joke."

He laughed softly, his self-deprecating voice went into exile in the night breeze, and his deep eyes looked directly at Tang Cuo again, saying, "It's really cruel to kill them. I have forgotten many things in these years, but I vaguely remember I shouldn’t be such a cruel person, then-let the world return to reality."

"Hell should have the appearance of hell, and evil spirits should also have the attitude of evil spirits. If they are evil spirits, why should they be humans."

With that said, Lin Yandong went back to his first sentence, but only changed from question to affirmative.

The world is hell, and people are evil spirits. This may be the truth in Lin Yandong's heart. Tang Cuo did not know what he had experienced, which made his heart so obscure. What he cared more about was-why did Lin Yandong say so much suddenly?

Before the death of this villain, his heart was completely dismissed, not like Lin Yandong's style.

He looked at himself all the way, more like telling himself to himself.

"I don't agree." Tang Cuojian said a simple sentence, and the sword pointed forward again.

His figure was like a wind, falling like a thunder, and the sword of ruling was swung down. [Flame Thorns] and [Ice Snake] attacked Lin Yandong from left to right, almost evacuating all the magic in his body.

Between the left and right, Lin Yandong's Buddha light was finally broken. He took a little bit of injury, and the hand that Jin Cheng injured was frozen with a layer of ice, and even cracked his skin.

Tang Cuo also bathed his hands and cracked his mouth, but his eyes were still firm. His eyes were black and white and translucent. This time he changed his eyes to Lin Yandong with the kind of eyes as if he could see through people's hearts. Every time he dropped a sword, he gave him a word back.

"You are in hell, let everyone go to **** with you."

"If it is just a badge of evil spirits, the player will at most lose control of the killing. But you have a knocking bell, and the evil spirits manipulated are enough to bring about great difficulties, and even expose the existence of Yongye City."

"You have tried the bottom line of the gods again and again, because you have to tear the truth completely, and you have to pull all the people in the world into the city of Yongye. From then on, there will be no other people to try the game, all players will be from life to death "Even reincarnation and forgetting the past through the Qingye procedure are just another painful beginning."

"You know that gods will not stop you."

"Gods will just stand by and watch."

"Perhaps ten years and one hundred years later, there will be no history of the Yongye City, and no one will ever remember that there was a world with law, civilization, and sunshine."

"right?"

When the voice fell, the players who were far away did not hear their conversations, but Chi Yan, Wen Xiaoming and others who came to help heard them clearly. Then, the back was cold.

What deep maliciousness they face, deep and pure.

Ruby Tavern in the central area two blocks away, K leaned against the door and looked at it, and sighed. He was also holding a wine glass, whiskey with soda and lemon, just for such a lively celebration day.

"Bang!" Lin Yandong was shot down completely and could hardly get up. But the corner of his mouth still managed to evoke a smile, watching Tang Cuo's eyes show a trace of appreciation.

He coughed up blood and smiled, "Congratulations, you got it right... I'm finally starting to have a hint of expectation now, you may be able to give me a miracle."

"Tangcuo, do you think you can stop me?"