The Trial Game of Life

Jin Cheng declared such a blatant return that it was extremely arrogant, but no one came to kill him.

Under the three statutes, non-f-zone players only have to go to jail to enter East Cross Street. And it is almost impossible to conceal the bs101 massacre, Jin Cheng will not fall twice in the same pit.

Everyone can only gritt his teeth and pray that he will quickly rise to the e zone.

According to the information of the Ruby Tavern, the people who have been released from prison so far are small shrimps, which is not a concern. But one thing made Jin Cheng very confused. When he was doing this transaction, he suddenly thought of the little girl that Chi Yan said, so he said something casually.

But intelligence shows that the little girl has not been released from prison.

A new player in Area f, a little girl in her twenties who has no help, hasn't had time to do anything, just went to jail for being killed, and came out in a few days at most, how could it be so long?

Jin Cheng was puzzled, but he didn't go to the prison to check it in person, so he let Ruby Tavern continue to pay attention.

After a full day of rest, Jin Cheng temporarily replaced the strings with spider silk, repaired the small harp, and the two started the serial task again.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for opening the hidden mission "The Land of Moon Hidden". This mission is a serial mission, the second ring of wind song. The current number of participants is 2, and the double mode is turned on."

"Please ask the player to always view the task panel and follow the guidelines to complete the task."

"Wish you a happy life!"

"Theodore? Theodore?"

The sound of the system announcement had just dropped, and Tang Cuo's vision had not recovered, and he heard someone calling Theodore's name in his ear. He only felt that his brain did not seem to be awake, and he opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a strange face with a smile.

The man had lush red hair like cotton wool and waved his hand in front of his eyes, jokingly, "Why are you asleep here, the celebration is about to begin! There are so many people coming today, it's very lively, you hear the wind Did you sing?"

Tang Cuo heard it.

In the gentle breeze, an ethereal and serene song came, with a certain exotic style. There was also the sound of a small harp and a flute in the song, a light drum and an acoustic guitar, dancing like the wind.

A transparent white gauze curtain wafted before his eyes, a streamer hanging from the top of a tall building. The milky white temple-like building surrounds this small market into a small world, and he sits beside the flower bed in the corner, looking at the prosperity, and accidentally fell asleep in this beautiful and beautiful afternoon.

He couldn't help looking down at himself, a wide-sleeved cotton shirt, a pure white scarf tucked in the neckline, a black vest, deerskin boots, and a knight's sword in his waist.

The sword of adjudication.

Tang Cuo held the hilt, and the nightingale was still worn on his finger. But since it's a role-play, shouldn't this be Lancelot's ring, why is it still in his hands?

Too late to think about it, Tang Cuo was pulled up by the red hair. The two set aside the streamers and mixed with the crowd all the way to the busiest place.

Passing the market, there is a wide avenue outside. Red-haired pointed at the marching floats happily and said, "Look, Dagong's carriage will pass by here in a moment, and we will be able to see it when we stand here."

Tang Cuo did not answer, he quickly opened the task panel and glanced.

Lunar country

Song of the Second Ring

Main Line Protection Duke

Assassination?

Tang Cuo immediately associates, and at this moment, he feels a badge in the inner pocket of the vest.

Ivy made the base, and the two long swords intersect, which is the Ivy League.

Was Theodore originally a member of the Ivy League? Was he here to be appointed by the Ivy League to protect this so-called grand duke?

Where is this?

Red hair kept looking on the other side of the road on tiptoe. He seemed to be looking for someone. After a while, he said to Tang Cuo a little regretfully. "Lancelot didn't know where to go. He had already said that he wanted to introduce you to know. West Otto, believe me, as long as you have listened to Lancelot’s music, you will love him, that is really the most beautiful music in the world. Perhaps only the mysterious and distant place like Yueyin Kingdom can be bred That kind of music is different from our Principality of France."

Principality of France.

Tang Cuo sharply captured the key points. The Principality of France is the closest place to the country of the Moon. If it is France, it means that Lancelot may have just left his hometown and started to roam, and has not yet become the famous bard of the mainland.

He became Theodore, then Jin Cheng was Lancelot, where would he be? Tang Cuo also glanced at the crowd, but none of them saw it. For role-playing tasks, the two people's task lines are most likely to be different, and it's hard to say when they can meet.

However, Jin Cheng was so powerful that Tang Cuo did not worry about him. His eyes swept across the strange faces of the crowd, and his right hand kept resting on the hilt without leaving.

The float passed slowly in front of it.

Red hair stood on the edge of the flower bed by the road, climbed into the distance, and finally, surprised, "Dagong's carriage is here!"

The guard wearing silver soft armor opened the way ahead. A black carriage followed the float slowly. The Grand Duke of the Principality of France waved his hand to the people. His hair was gray and there was not much laughter on his solemn face. majesty.

The crowd cheered.

Many people spontaneously bowed their heads reverently, putting their hands on their chests, almost prone to crawl on the ground. Duke also nodded his head, and saw his red hair excited.

"Look, Theodore, this is our Grand Duke. Oh, I will love him forever. Praise France, praise this earth that is favored by Kamikaze!"

Tang Cuo did not answer, but was crowded and followed the carriage. At this moment, he suddenly saw two middle-aged men across the road exchange an obscure gaze, and there were two more staffs in the hands hidden in the robe.

not good.

Tangcuo took the opportunity to make a decision, grabbed the red hair and quickly backed away, at the same time shouted "enemy attack!"

Shi Potian's stunned voice made the entire guard alert. The crowd was also tumultuous, the music came to an abrupt halt, and the two middle-aged men saw that they had acted and revealed that they had no choice but to retreat, but held up their staff.

"With justice, sanctions!"

The surging magic power instantly emerged from the staff, and there were more than two same magic assassins. Tang Cuofei quickly swept through the crowd, two, three, four, at least six people, all wearing black robes, wearing a hood, holding up the staff.

"What's going on!?" Redhead exclaimed, his face stunned.

The Guard responded quickly, and had built a shield wall to prevent people from approaching the carriage in muddy water. At this time, the magic attack came as planned, and that was the numerous scattered silver lights that fell down like a sword.

"Silver light fell!" The man with the highest armor specification near the carriage was probably the captain of the Guards, who broke the name of the magic. The guards immediately changed positions and raised their shields above their heads.

The captain jumped directly onto the roof of the carriage and cut the silver with his sword.

The Grand Duke's guard team of course not only has knights, but also magicians, and sits in front of the carriage as a driver. He immediately withdrew the staff, and there were words in his mouth, and the top of the staff quickly raised the light. The voice fell, and the staff suddenly flicked forward, and an orange light shield quickly expanded, blocking all silver light that had not yet fallen.

Dagong was sitting in the carriage without any confusion.

Tang Cuo frowned.

Assassination, pay attention to precise fixed-point attack, this kind of large-scale magic is difficult to achieve the goal, unless the enemy has left behind. He couldn't care about the red hair immediately, and took advantage of the mess to get into the crowd.

The riot lasted for a long time. Several magical assassins dropped the silver light and quickly retreated. When the eye-catching robe took off, it was like a fish swimming in the sea, disappearing.

The guards were on alert, but they dared not leave Dagong to pursue them.

"Go ahead." The long-term alert made people nervous, and the captain waved his hand to continue the team. And at this moment, the change was abrupt.

A cold light pierced the Grand Duke from the bottom of the carriage. The captain didn't find it on the roof. The magician sang the freezing technique urgently, but he could only stop it.

On the occasion of a sudden attack, Tangcuo slid a shovel from the side, the sword of ruling swept across, "Dang!" forced the person out of the car.

Tang Cuo also rolled from the bottom of the car, and the man was so angry that he turned and cut towards Tang Cuo. Tang Cuo raised his sword to block, his silver long sword was graceful, the other's big sword was wide and heavy, but when the two swords fought, the sword of adjudication suddenly showed a faint light of the moonlight, instantly turning the other side Retreat.

Is this the ruling Shenghui mentioned in the weapon description?

Tang Cuo did not have time to think about it and chased after the victory.

The more times he wielded a sword, the smoother the breath in his body felt, and the power wash he received when he first picked up the sword seemed to make his physical fitness stronger and faster.

This is a breathing sword. Between breathing and breathing, the sword communicates with the owner's heart, like an arm. Tang Cuo, who hadn't practiced swordsmanship specifically, seemed quite like that.

Not far away, he was anxiously looking for Tang Cuo's red hair, and his eyes were splendid. In his view, the knight should be like Tang Cuo, wielding his sword to be neat, not so many tricks.

This is really cool.

He protected the Grand Duke, it would be even cooler.

Tang Cuo remembered something else.

It takes a staff to release magic, but in such a fast-paced fight, it is too abrupt to pull out a staff, and one will accidentally die from chanting. As the saying goes, the villain died from talking too much, and the magician died from chanting.

But the Sword of Verdict is an enchanted weapon, can it replace the staff?

Thinking back, Tang Cuo had no time to verify.

The close-up assassins weren't just the one under the car, wave after wave, serial attacks. The crowded road and the panicked crowd gave them too much convenience. The magic assassins also appeared again, and the overwhelming magic attack made the entire guards exhausted.

Tang Cuo gasped and stepped back slightly, but when he stepped back to the side of the road, a bell rang in his ear.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

A brave and upright knight will not leave his companions.

Tang Cuo was afraid of being struck by thunder, and his death was too miserable.

Dagong’s carriage did not stop at the same place, which was equivalent to putting a target there, waiting for others to kill. Tang Cuo’s mission goal is Dagong, so he can only run with the carriage, killing all the way to avoid the attack, the long hair bundled up flying with the wind, and his back has been sweating.

Only then did he realize that his hair turned out to be maroon, but shouldn't Theodore have long silver hair?

"Huh!" It was so distracting that a long arrow rubbed Tang Cuo's cheek and almost made him look disappointed. Tang Cuo glanced coldly, and another long arrow struck.

Tang Cuo raised his hand and cut the arrow, neatly, very fiercely.

Do not beat face.

Slap you up.

In the light-fired stone fire, Tangcuo sacrificed the Goblin sword, found the position of the archer, and flew past. The other said that Tang Cuoyu glanced at the magic light, and a backflip flew over the top of the carriage, "Bang!" kicked off a strong man who was trying to get into the car.

He turned back, "Your Majesty, please get off the car, the car is no longer safe."

Dagong glanced at him deeply, and then swept the knife in his hand, hesitated for only two seconds, and immediately followed suit. Tang Cuo thanked him for his cooperation and kept him back to the roadside.

At this moment, Tang Cuo saw a familiar face.

"Here!" He stood in front of a door and waved at Tangcuo, with a smile on his mouth and a familiar tone, who was Jin Cheng? Of course, his current identity is the minstrel Lancelot, holding the small harp in his arms, dressed exactly like the bronze statue on the small square, but not wearing a hat.

Tang Cuo quickly retreated to the house with the Grand Duke, and Jin Cheng closed immediately when they entered the house. Although his movements were fast, he was calm and unhurried, and even had the leisure to salute the Grand Duke.

"Good afternoon, Your Majesty."

Tang Cuo wanted to kick him.

Hold back.

The three of them moved to the cellar, where there was a secret road leading directly to the white leaf area. Tang Cuo didn't know where Baiye District was, and Jin Cheng didn't explain much, but Dagong's expression looked slightly dignified.

In his own city, under his eyelids, someone dug a secret road, but he didn't even know anything.

Taking advantage of nobody's discovery, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng guarded the Grand Duke quickly. Although Dagong didn't put Dagong on the shelf, he was old after all, and the long sword in his waist looked like a decoration.

The speed of the three was inevitably slowed down, and Tangcuo opened the system panel at this time.

The main task is to **** Grand Duke and Lancelot to the White Leaf District.

He couldn't help looking at Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng tilted his head and smiled, "Hello, my name is Lancelot, a bard, I am very happy to meet you."