The Trial Game of Life

The screaming wind blew up, it was getting bigger and bigger, blowing up Yu Yiyi's clothes, and Lilith was also flying. The messy hair blocked her view, but the blades of the windmill were really large. After the wind swelled, the graffiti above became clearer.

It depicts the sunrise on the sea, and the red sun was born on the colorful cloth sea sewed by a hundred clothes.

Lilith suddenly understood why Yu Yiyi had to collect fabrics from various households to sew these windmill blades. Perhaps this was complementary to his spell-control technique.

The windmill started to spin, it was not directional, and the wind was blowing all around. And a layer of faint brilliance condensed above the leaves, as if invincible.

The call of "Feng Lai" is not over yet, everyone is still praying religiously. And the wind crossed the top of everyone's head and the buildings layered in the distance, and gradually went to the distance, rushing towards the poisonous smoke that was pressing every step.

Ji Ning and others who stayed outside the town discovered that there was a strange thing in the town early in the morning, but they did not know exactly what the strange thing was until the wind began to rewind.

"What's that? Is the wind blowing?"

"Why doesn't it seem a bit wrong?"

"The wind is the wind!"

"Poisonous smoke is back!"

Many people subconsciously began to retreat, especially those who later surrendered to Ji Ning, they do not have the life-saving means of these players in the Vaccine Research Institute-this corpse poison is also fatal to them.

In an instant, Ji Ning looked calm.

"Cannonball preparation." He soon made a decision, his deep eyes looked at the poisonous smoke that was turned back by the wind, and the intercom conveyed his words to the deployment points outside the town. "Aim at the windmill and launch immediately."

He didn't believe it. The wind could blow poisonous smoke and block the shells.

At the same time, Zheng Yingying is going through a chase battle.

Even with his thoughts carefully, he did not expect that their whereabouts would be exposed because of a dog. A good hound followed him and Zheng Yingying along the way to the new hiding place, hitting them by surprise.

The other party came fiercely and laid down the Tian Luo Di net, and it was only at this moment that the river finally realized the terrible place of the city of Eden, that is-the road to the eye.

Noah’s big man wanted to catch a little girl in Xiacheng District, and he didn’t need to send many people from Noah. He just gave orders and countless people went on to succeed. And everyone in Xiacheng District, no matter how humble a wanderer on weekdays, can become his eyes and ears at this time. Even if this person was still persecuted by these privileged classes one second ago, the next second, he can immediately become a criminal accomplice.

This group of people has been rotten from the root. Even a piece of bread can tell them to betray their souls.

Under such circumstances, the entire city of Eden could not find any place to be safe, because they could not believe anyone at all. Even Jianghe and Zheng Yingying both have strong camouflage capabilities, but the emergence of hounds makes them have to doubt that there may be players in those who pursue.

Players are familiar with players, no matter how strong the disguise is, they may be seen through.

Zheng Yingying made a bold suggestion at this time: "We killed Noah."

Jiang He frowned, but before he vetoed, Zheng Yingying said again: "Noah's big men are more than one, right? The person who wants to catch me may be just one of them is not very powerful. In Noah, he certainly would not dare to be so casual He shot, as long as this matter was noticed by others, he would be a little afraid. This is containment, you teach me."

Hearing the words, Jiang He looked at Zheng Yingying deeply and couldn't say anything in rebuttal.

The most dangerous place is also the safest place. It is the style of Zheng Yingying. But she also grew up and was able to say such things as checks and balances. She was justified and justified, so Jianghe could not immediately refute. Going to Noah is indeed a dangerous and daring decision, but he can make a decision to make a living. Maybe he can kill the other party by surprise. The only thing Jiang Jiang is worried about is whether Zheng Yingying will get out of control. The influence of the Unknown Blade has always been on her.

"Have you thought about it?" Jiang He asked. At the moment, the two hid under a bridge and accidentally broke into a pile of stray cats. Numerous pairs of eyes staring at them in the dark night with glowing eyes were full of vigilance.

The waist-high water plants covered Zheng Yingying's petite body very well. She looked at Jiang He's eyes and nodded seriously, "I can."

At this moment, the most lazy black cat lying on the pier suddenly shook his ears, raised his head, and looked into the distance. Jiang He also turned his head keenly, his face slowly sinking.

Footsteps appeared, and the enemy had already caught up.

"Let's go to Noah and go." Too much time to think about it, Jiang He grabbed Zheng Yingying's wrist and took her quickly through the water plants, turning into two streams of light and leaping towards the bridge deck.

Moonlight is like water, splashing all the way from the sky to the bridge, and then pouring down from the bridge. The stray cats watched the two uninvited guests who had come and went again, and several of them "wowed" and followed with curiosity.

But they did not find that there was another eye watching them silently under the moon night.

K retracted his sight, picked up the putter at hand, and gently moved the chess piece named "Jianghe" to the side, as if dealing with a waste piece. If Rong Yi is here, he will find that this is the white space that he once came to when he was with the K Secret Society.

Its full name is-Mr. Crow's Labyrinth of Thinking.

The k plate sits next to the large chessboard in the center, with a slightly lazy posture and long hair scattered, as if he just got up. He fiddled with the chess pieces casually and supported his chin. After a long time, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

In the teacup glowing with water, the lively picture gradually showed that Yan Yun was still talking on the street. This time he is telling the story of the eighteenth layer of **** anger slashing ghosts, which comes from a copy he has played before. k looked bored, sometimes hummed a few songs, and sometimes smiled.

Of course, he knows the story told by Yan Yun, but he is not old enough to remember it. Hearing it again at this time can be regarded as a review of the past, and it has a different kind of fun.

In Zone C, Tang Cuo also got up and was sitting on a chair waiting for Jin Cheng to bring his breakfast. Of course, at this time, it can't be said to be breakfast at all.

After coming to Yongye City for a long time, Tangcuo improved his constitution by adding some points, and after undergoing changes in his mentality, the symptoms of hypoglycemia have been alleviated compared with the past. It was just that he was used to stuffing a few chocolate beans in his mouth. If he didn't, he frowned gently.

The chocolate beans were placed in the drawer at the head of the bed, but he was too lazy to get them. With his eyes closed, he lay himself down.

Suddenly, there was a hint of sweetness on his lips. He opened his mouth, a bean fell into his mouth, chewed, a familiar taste, and a familiar person behind him.

"If you are still sleepy, sleep again." Jin Cheng rubbed his hair and leaned over to put the food on the coffee table in front of him.

"Awake." Tang Cuo opened his eyes and sat up straight, tilting his head to look at what Jin Cheng had packed, and the expression on his face was not very pleasant.

"Don't eat hot and sour powder early in the morning." Jin Cheng was helpless. "The tofu flower is very good, and can also be served with soy milk and fritters. The newly opened shop on the corner of the street has good craftsmanship."

Tang Cuo declined to comment, but by looking at his expression, he knew it was very reluctant. Jin Cheng smiled and suddenly remembered something, and said, "The mouse is squatting outside the door. It seems that there is something to find you. I will let him in now?"

Tang Cuo's expression was calm, "It's time to come."

Jin Cheng tilted Erlang's legs and put his arms in his arms, carefully watching his expression, and his smile became more apparent in his eyes. He feels that Tang Cuo is more and more like a big guy than him. He is the kind of big guy who doesn't speak easily and kills him. Yun Danfeng is so cute. He can even imagine the coquettish appearance of Tang Cuo in front of him and his brother in the back.

Tang Cuo felt weird by him, but he had no time to ask, Jin Cheng came over and kissed him on the cheek, and left as soon as he kissed, just like a Liangshang gentleman who had come to steal incense and steal jade.

"I'll call him in, but don't stay too close to him later." He waved his hand and walked very chicly.

How does this man talk about love?

Today's Tangcuo also sent out soul torture.

Soon the mouse came in. He shrunk his neck and dodged his eyes, especially when he passed Jin Jin at the door. He wished to walk next to the door frame, as far as Jin Cheng could be.

Tang Cuo couldn't help but ask: "Are you afraid of him?"

Although Jin Cheng always does some villain operations, but he is kind in nature, Tang Cuo feels that mice are afraid that no one can be afraid of Jin Cheng, so he is very puzzled.

The mouse glanced carefully at the door, making sure that the door was closed, but dared not speak immediately. After hesitating and trembling for a long time, he lowered his voice and said, "He always told me to stay away from you."

Tang Cuo: "He told you?"

Mouse: "He said in his heart, he still thinks of many terrible things, it's all with you..."

Talking, the mouse suddenly blushed. Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes, realized that something was wrong, and immediately said: "Stop."

The mouse lowered his head, "I didn't mean to listen, you know, I can't control it..."

"To shut up."

"Oh."

But surprisingly, the mouse was not afraid of Tang Cuo at all. The more he gets along, the more he can see through other people's hearts. Tang Cuo's heart may not be as hot and kind as Chi Yan, nor the sense of justice and mission as Jin Cheng, but it is the most reassuring existence. So even if Tang Cuo made a cold face, the mouse was not afraid.

There is no way for Tang Tso to take such a mouse. Although he wants to kill people now, he wants to fight Jin Cheng even more.

What is this man thinking about all day long, can't Yong Yecheng have so many things to block his brain?

"What do you have to say?" Tang Cuo settled and asked. He just said to Jin Cheng that "It's time to come", guessing that the mouse was about to show off with him. These days they have given the mouse enough time to think, but nothing is indefinite. The person who can be selected as "Mr. Crow" by K, even if it is just a puppet, should not be able to figure this out.

The mouse came, and he took a deep breath, seeming to get rid of a little tension, and said, "I remembered something."