The Trial Game of Life

For the sudden appearance of Yan Yun, Tang Cuo had only two short words: "Keep off."

"This is not enough." Yan Yun raised the tip of his umbrella and pointed it at Leng Miao's head, saying, "Look, I still have hostages. So how about let's talk about it? There is no need to always kill and kill. ."

Tang Cuo glanced at Leng Miao, frowned and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Yan Yun: "I want to talk to Louis XIV. So I wronged you to take a step back and let him out. How about it? You also know my strength in this area. I can guarantee that you will not be hurt in the process. Soul. When I finish talking to him, I will return the body to you."

"What if I say no?"

"Then there is planb, how about we put the soul of Louis XIV in Miao Miu's body? Anyway, this is not the real body of Miao Miu, the people of the country of Yueyin will eventually die, and it's not too bad for this time and a half. Engraved."

After hearing this, Tang Cuo looked at him deeply and said, "planc, put it in your body."

Yan Yun shrugged, "Also, as long as you agree."

Tang Cuo: "I refuse."

Yan Yun: "Why? This is the least risk for you, and in this way, you don't have to worry about Louis XIV going back on you."

Tang Cuo was silent for two seconds and said, "Jin Cheng will be jealous."

Yan Yun frowned, and a person like him rarely frowned several times in his life. As an ancient man, he didn't have much new ideas but he didn't say how old-fashioned, but he could not tell whether Tangcuo was telling the truth or using falsehood.

This plain tone is too indistinguishable.

"If you say this, then I can only-enforce it." Although Yan Yun doesn't like hands-on, he can never be unambiguous. As soon as the words fell, the tip of the umbrella suddenly opened fire at Tangcuo.

Tang Cuo had been prepared for a long time, and the Holy Light Shield immediately popped up, blocking the magic missile for him. At the same time, the explosive egg and the small fireball shot at the same time, blocking all the moving directions of Yan Yun in three ways.

Yan Yun took a step back, and Leng Miao found an opportunity to break away from his control. His hand was thrown into an air cage to cover him.

"This is not good." Yan Yun's wrist flicked, and the black umbrella stretched out to block the air cage that was about to be closed. Under the support of this weird black umbrella, the ever-unfavorable air cage was stuck, and Yan Yun came out of the gap that never closed, and raised his hand--

Suddenly, a demon protruded his head from his shoulder, grinned at Tang Cuo's mouth, jumped over Yan Yun's shoulder, stepped on his arm, and leaped forward, plunging into Tang Cuo's door.

Tang Cuo, of course, beheaded with a sword, but what he didn't expect was that the devil did not follow the usual killer style, and suddenly started screaming before getting close.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The piercing scream straightened Tang Cuo's brain, making him sway, and the scene in front of him was doubled, and warm liquid was flowing from his ears. is blood.

Tang Cuo shook his head, because the ghosting could not stand for a while, and although Louis XIV did not speak, he also took the opportunity to exacerbate the tearing of the soul.

"Tangcuo!" A flash of Leng Miao appeared in front of Tangcuo. One hand stretched out to help Tangcuo, while the other hand was holding the staff in his sleeve and the tip of the stick had condensed a shimmer.

It was at this moment that Tang Cuo suddenly looked up. At such a short distance, the two people collided with each other's eyes. Tang Cuo's eyes showed no pain, and the darkness was like a deep pool. On the contrary, Leng Miao seemed to see something in the deep pond, and made a cry of "ah", holding back his head and backing away.

"Oh?" Yan Yun raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Tang Cuo raised his sword at Leng Miao, and then moved to Yan Yun, panting and sweating, but his eyes were cold and Shen Sheng asked, "What did you do to him?"

Yan Yun asked curiously: "How do you see it? It only takes five minutes from our appearance to the present."

"If it is cold, you should take advantage of your attention on me and attack you instead of saving me." Tang Cuo answered.

Yan Yun didn't expect that something was exposed in such a small detail, and said a little unbelievably: "In such a short time of one or two seconds, Leng Miao will rescue you, and you are actually doubting him?"

For a while, Yan Yun didn't know whether Tucao was too calm, or whether Tucao Lengmiao had a cold image in Tangcuo's mind.

Tang Cuo tried to calm his breath and did not answer. In fact, he suspected that Leng Miao was under control for another reason. Leng Miao's expression was not right. Although his face was flat, he was not as cold as in the past. When he first appeared, he stood too close to Yan Yun and too intimate.

"Forget it." Yan Yun shrugged and could not make a sneak attack, then hit hard. What made him wonder was that Tang Cuo's glance made him disobedient. He covered his head and stood aside, his eyes struggling, real cold eyes sometimes flashed in those eyes, trying to break the shackles.

[Soul Shock] Advanced skills. In that short period of one or two seconds, Tang Cuo not only doubted Leng Miao, he also considered Yan Yun's specialty and chose the right skills to deal with.

Even if he is more attentive, Leng Miao is just shocked, it should be fine.

If Leng Miao hears Tang Cuo's heart, I'm afraid he will exhale blood. And his situation at the moment does not require Tang Chuanqi, it is enough to vomit blood and vomit to stomach cramps.

"You are dead." He glared at Yan Yun, ignoring the pain in his head, and made a direct move. And Lei, who had been brewing for a long time, finally cracked down again, making this small courtyard extremely lively.

Yan Yun blocked Leng Miao's attack by falling down, reaching for his five fingers and spreading out. Leng Miao seemed to be pressed back again. His body seemed to be drawn by Yan Yun, and he became a "obedient child" again. At the same time Yan Yun's other hand raised a black umbrella, blocking Tang Cuo's sword.

"I don't want to kill you, Tangcuo." Yan Yun's wrist pressed hard and opened Tangcuo.

Tang Cuo didn't answer. The attack between Louis XIV and Yan Yun could not allow him to talk more, let alone a cold head. He took the time to glance at Leng Miao. Leng Miao had raised his staff and aimed at him, but the hand holding the staff was still shaking slightly, showing that he had not completely bowed to Yan Yun.

There is hope.

Tang Cuo's current situation is really bad. The repeated battles cost him too much, and even if he has strong mental strength, there will always be times when he cannot support it. And Louis XIV became stronger after passing through the flags just now. The trade-offs will happen, and sooner or later something will happen.

[Cube of Doom] Tang Cuo threw out this top-of-the-line utility item again, triggering the "Forbidden Air" buff, but unfortunately it was of little use to Yan Yun.

[Ice Snake] [Flame Thorns] Wait, Tang Cuo throws out magic one by one, the ice and fire collide and excite the sky and water mist, and even the thunder in the sky lingers for a long time without breaking again.

In the mist, the wind and the clouds stirred, Tangcuo made a phantom sword to kill, and finally Yan Yan also dazzled and was stabbed on the cheek. He ducked sideways, only to feel a tingling on his face, and a drop of blood floated past him.

But that was really a very small wound, so small as to have no health at all—

wrong.

Yan Yun glanced at the character panel with a poisoned buff that weakened his agility. Tang Cuo really exceeded his expectations again and again. Who would have thought that a knight would smear poison on a sword that symbolizes honor?

At this time, Tang Cuo kneeled on the ground with his sword, and he had reached the end of the crossbow. The rose pattern in the neck became more and more gorgeous, and under the silver hair, it looked like a proud queen sitting behind the gauze curtain.

The five fingers holding the sword gradually spread out and clenched tightly. Tang Cuo was about to throw out the bottom card to fight for a hand. Suddenly he felt a huge crisis coming from the side, avoiding it without saying a word.

That was Leng Miao's attack. [Cross-cutting], the wind generally blew past Tang Cuo's head, and twisted the entire courtyard wall behind him into powder.

Yan Yun didn't stop attacking because of Leng Miao's shot, he slowed down when his agility decreased, but it was more than enough to release a magic while Leng Miao attacked.

A little bit of blue gathered at the tip of the umbrella. He even stood there without moving. A breath of time, a torrent of magic erupted from the tip of the umbrella and swept toward Tangcuo.

"boom!"

Tang Cuo can still use the light shield, the final light shield, to support for a few seconds. At this moment, Leng Miao shot again, and the fist clenched like he had grabbed a corner of the space and shoved it hard!

The space was rippling, like the waves hitting the shield of the Holy Light, and the shield was scattered in an instant, but Yan Yun's magic also dispersed. At the same time, Leng Miao hit the air cage again, but the direction suddenly turned, the goal-Yan Yun.

Is this sober again?

Yan Yun raised his hand again and wanted to press him back. Leng Miao did not shy away. Seizing this opportunity, he threw his wand towards Tang Cuo.

Tang Cuo and Yan Yun looked at the wand together, and saw that the wand was spinning around in the air, and there was a little white light at the tip of the wand. When it fell, the space was torn.

Because the wand has been detached from Lengmiao's hand, the sudden appearance of the crack also disappeared suddenly. In just half a second, there was no time to do anything, but fortunately there was [Time Pause].

Half a second, plus a second, a second and a half, let him rush into the moment the crack disappeared, and at that time was in the scope of time pause, Yan Yunyoutongtian's ability could not stop him.

The crack closed, time returned to flow, and Leng Miao's staff fell to the ground, making a soft sound. Yan Yun looked at the empty ruins of the small courtyard, and finally looked at Leng Miao, "Miao Miu, you really make me look at you."

"I didn't mean to save him." Leng Miao was already lying on the ground by Yan Yun. He only looked at him sideways and said, "I'm just to disgust you."

At the same time, Tang Cuo stumbled out of the other side of the crack. At this time his spirit was finally strained to the extreme, and his teeth could be supported. Unsure of where the teleport was, he climbed up from the ground to confirm the situation.

The atmosphere around is a bit weird.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Tangcuo, the people who were fighting were stunned. One of them is a familiar face, Mrs. Catherine, one of the arbiters of the Ivy League, known as the "Order of Life".

This is not a good thing for Tangcuo now.

"Theodore!" Madame Catherine was shocked when she saw what he was doing now. The pattern of the roses is so dazzling, the members of the Ivy League in the Moon Hidden Country have Augustin’s instructions, and can temporarily press the suspicion of Theodore, but Mrs. Catherine has just arrived, and Augustin is not there. Here, she would not easily let go of doubt.

In the flashlight, she remembered what happened in the Black Strait. Heilong said he felt the breath of roses. At that time, all of them thought it was Buzz, but now it seems that-

It is clearly Theodore!

They were cheated by him!

Mrs. Catherine immediately took action against Tang. Others did not dare to violate Augustine's order, but they did not dare to resist Mrs. Catherine. They didn't know what to do for a while. Only a few clever ones quickly pulled the companion and said: "Go and notify Augustine immediately!"

The Rose sect is even more puzzled, except that they are good at fighting against the Ivy League. When Catherine wants to kill Tang Cuo, they unconsciously shot out a wave.

Tangcuo took the opportunity to escape far, without delay for half a second.

The reason why Catherine appeared before the other arbitrators in the city is simple. She is a nurse. The magician who controls the lifeline has powerful combat power and can also provide support to Augustine to save as many people as possible. So the others dragged the red priests out of the city and put Catherine in.

Tang Cuo's current health: 9%.

Such an urgent escape, Tang Tang could not even take the time to take a sip of medicine, and it was at this time that he finally sighed in his heart: this task is a bit difficult.

Seeing that he was about to be caught up, Tangcuo decisively used his life-saving skills on the bottom of the box to teleport. The engraving skills of the Ivy League badge can be instantly transferred to any place within 100 meters of the body.

According to common sense, Tangcuo should move forward, but he returned directly the same way and appeared in a private house. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he immediately drank a bottle of healing potion and a bottle of spirit potion, breathed a little, and set himself two primary healing magic, talking better than nothing.

Catherine hadn't responded yet, and continued to search ahead. Tang Cuo didn't dare to relax at all. He reconstructed the map of the country of the moon in search of the fastest and safest way to the bakery.

Yes.

Tang Cuo immediately shifted, and the distance of 100 meters said that it was not long. Catherine searched in front of no avail, and soon responded that Tang Cuo was tricked and turned back.

At the same time, Yan Yun also continued to search for Tang Cuo's whereabouts with Leng Miao under control.

In the underground palace, under Rong Yi's arrangement, Chi Yan and Xiao Douding were transferred again. In addition to the teachers of the magic school and the remaining silver armor guards, there was a small group of horses in the Ivy League.

They will move to a safer and more defensive place to better protect the children. Rong Yi took the rest to stay in the well of time, and he decided to gamble on a big one.

Set the Well of Time as the decisive battle point and use it as a bait to continuously draw the enemies of the Rose Sect and set up ambush. During this process, the friendly forces of the Ivy League will also arrive one after another to provide them with support.

The more lively it is, the safer the children will be. More importantly, although Rong Yi was always ridiculed for his difficult life, he was the third in the Red List and a well-known time controller.

The time master comes to guard the well of time, this is his home court.

On the other side, the mouse and Zheng Yingying finally came up with different tasks. Zheng Yingying needs to go back to the ground, and the task of the mouse is equivalent to a level, because this is his last task, the content of the task is: sacrifice, trigger magic storm.

He will sacrifice his life to the well of time and make the final sacrifice for the recovery of the great king.

The sacrifice of a white-coated priest is enough to pry the entire situation.

The method of offering sacrifices is also very simple. According to the mission description, he only needs to rush into the well of time in the underground palace. The powerful torrent of time magic will instantly annihilate his flesh and turn into the purest energy.

This also reminds the mouse that after all, this is a role-playing copy, and the plot must follow the copy. In this copy, all death methods should be written.

Death comes back, which is also in line with the style of Yongye City.

This also means that the time for everyone to clear customs will be different, he can first return to Yongye City. Thinking about this, the mouse looked at Zheng Yingying and said, "My task is to sacrifice to Louis XIV. You can go to the Well of Time to commit suicide to pass the customs. You go first, you don't need to protect me."

Zheng Yingying didn't originally go with him to protect the rats. Hearing that he could pass the customs, of course he turned around and left.

The mouse shouted behind him: "You promise me, keep the secret!"

Zheng Yingying only raised her hand, and her head disappeared in the front without returning. After her figure was completely invisible, the mouse glanced at the task panel again and mumbled, "Magic storm... is that magic storm..."