The Trial Game of Life

Jin Cheng walked with the mouse McCaw at the bottom of the cliff all night, almost circled around Wang Ting, and found no way to go up.

But he tried it, and this day can not leave from above. No matter what props he uses, when he approaches the cliff, the props will be scrapped naturally, as if there is a force to seal it here.

If you cannot walk from above, then there must be a way below, otherwise the bottom of the cliff will not be so clean. Jin Cheng walked around without seeing any bone.

The elven king's court has existed for so long, even if he hasn't thrown his body here, there will never be a bird in the forest that hasn't died, unless it was all cleaned up.

He asked McCaw, but McCaw would only "squeak".

Until dawn, McCain suddenly panicked. He waved his hands wildly in a flying pose, and blocked Jin Cheng from letting him go forward.

"You mean flying out?" The two were so worried that Jin Cheng missed Tang Cuo even more and even wanted to write a poem.

And just when McCain finally revealed his meaning clearly, the sky finally revealed the light and dispersed the dense fog a little.

Jin Cheng raised his head and saw a huge bird's nest vaguely hanging on the high cliffs where the dense fog spread. The behemoth with black feathers is sleeping peacefully, with its head buried in its wings and invisible, but the long tail hangs outside and is two or three meters long.

"Squeak!" McCain slipped and lifted Jin Cheng's trouser legs to hide, trembling with his head. This poor little guy may have seen each other's powers a few days ago.

Jin Cheng felt his chin thoughtfully.

The nest is so big, there may be bird eggs in it, which can be used for breakfast or hatching cubs. There are always such bridges in Western fantasy stories, and as a male protagonist, life without a wind-mounted mount is incomplete.

"Wow." The other party seemed to perceive something, shaking his wings in his sleep. Just such a small movement, there was a strong wind around.

McCaw shuddered even harder, hoping that the whole rat would get into the pants.

At the next moment, the giant bird and beast slowly raised their heads, revealing the eagle-like mouth and beautiful golden pupils. The sharp eyes swept below, full of arrogance and indifference.

Jin Cheng couldn't help blowing a whistle.

The move angered the opponent without any surprise. It sang in the sky, huge wings spread out, and the strong wind fanned Jin Cheng's hair across the distance.

Jin Cheng took the opportunity to put McCain into his pocket, several jumps up and down the cliff, took out the mechanical bow while moving in the air, and raised his hand with a single arrow. Instead of going to the other party, but in the middle of the cliff, Jin Cheng set a new foothold.

The wind was blowing, Jin Cheng was like a Dapeng with wings spread, and his wings fell on the shaft. He squatted on it with ease in this gesture, his lips smiling but his eyes cold, his powerful fighting intentions uncovered.

Raising his hand and drawing an arrow from the void again, Jin Cheng stared at his opponent hovering in mid-air, as if he had become the same kind of the other.

The air war begins.

Birds and beasts spread out all over the body, looking like griffins. It has a lion's body and claws, as well as an eagle's mouth and wings. Jin Cheng doesn't know how he ranks in the food chain on the mainland of Sicily, but it is not bad to think about it.

I just don’t know if it is a neighbor of the elves? Is it a pet?

The shriek interrupted Jin Cheng's thoughts, and the griffin swooped towards him. He immediately hooked the arrow with one leg and leaned back to avoid the claws. At the same time, an arrow was shot quickly, and in this position, it shot towards the softer belly of the Griffon.

But the Griffon was a giant, fierce and swift. In addition, the strong wind with its wings rolled up was too strong, and the arrow deviated slightly, stabbing diagonally on the cliff wall.

For the first time, the closest distance between one person and one animal was only two or three meters. The huge body of the Griffon covered almost all the light above Jin Cheng's head, and the dangerous breath enveloped him, nervous and exciting.

Ten minutes later, Jin Cheng’s arrows were already covered with cliffs. At first glance, they were messy, but in fact they were scattered. They will not be too close to each other, but there must be a place to stay within 100 meters.

Jin Cheng walked on the ground on this man-made arrow ladder, and even the width of these two or three hundred meters did not hinder him.

"Boom--" A huge shock wave hit the cliff, Jin Cheng evaded in time, and was thrown high by the powerful aftermath. In the air, he bent his bow and arrow.

"Huh!" The metal arrow pierced the sky and suddenly split into three when approaching the enemy. The Griffon screamed and two huge wings fanned out, but after all it was stabbed in the forelegs.

At this time, Jin Cheng, a beautiful flip, has settled on the opposite cliff. Whirling around, it was another neat split arrow.

No, it's renju arrow!

A split arrow can be divided into three, even a volley of beads, Jin Cheng only has a bow by himself, which creates a scene of "thousands of arrows firing together".

The Griffon couldn't hide so many arrows. His eyes were red, and he was completely irritated. The strong wind and Changxiao went together, and the horrible sound wave shattered the strange rocks at the bottom of the cliff and the rocks raised on the cliff wall.

In an instant, the gravel was empty and the dust was flying.

On the occasion of a sudden attack, Jin Cheng's index finger quickly crossed the bowstring. The bowstring cuts off the belly of the finger, and the sound of "Jing——" Jin Ge is full of killing. If it is substantial, all the rubble and dust are rolled back.

"Bang!" The Griffon, who had been hit by a random arrow, was careless and smashed **** the cliff wall, hitting a huge pit. The sound of a click sounded, and I didn't know which bone was broken.

However, Jin Cheng still cut the neck with the missing stones, and blood ran down the wound and ran across the collarbone. He didn't care about rubbing, because the griffin had been killed again.

The impact just now caused a certain amount of damage to it, but it could not affect its activities at all. Its speed was even faster, and people could feel the blast at a distance of more than fifty meters.

With such a fierce and brutal style of play, Jin Cheng's quick response will inevitably be hit.

"Bang!" Just before landing, he forcibly adjusted his posture, bent his knees to relieve part of the force, and removed the mechanical bow to pierce the ground, still sliding for more than ten meters before stopping.

It can be seen that the Griffin is so powerful that if it is really caught by those claws, what is waiting for him is torn apart.

Jin Cheng gasped and sweat slipped across the wound, causing a little tingling. He wiped a trace of blood from his lips, shook his arm, and smiled again.

This big bird is really painful and exciting.

But it was almost time.

The Griffon swooped down again, **** claws glowing fiercely in the sunlight. Jin Cheng evaded to the limit, and stepped on the pebble next to it, and returned to the cliff again.

He was fast, taking advantage of the griffin's inertia because of its huge inertia, and ran out of the ground several times. The Griffon chased with angrily, Jin Cheng ran against the cliff wall, and regardless of the hard rock will scratch its wings, chasing behind him, and several times nearly caught Jin Cheng's back.

The gravel fell down, Jin Cheng glanced back, suddenly stepped on the cliff wall, a backflip jumped up, and then fell to the back of the Griffon.

The Griffon hurried up, chasing Jin Cheng and flying upward, but it was not as flexible as Jin Cheng. When he rushed upward, Jin Cheng had grabbed its hair and hung it on his back with one hand.

Griffon was furious, flapping his wings violently, shaking his body, constantly changing direction, hoping to throw Jin Cheng down. Seeing that it could not be shaken off, I simply hit the cliff with my back.

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows and the light flashed, and a dagger appeared on his empty hand, stabbing fiercely at the back of the Griffon.

"Roar—" The griffin took pain, and his wings shrank. But the momentum of hitting the cliff wall was unstoppable. Jin Cheng didn't care to pull out the dagger, immediately let go, rolled and fell to the ground.

This taste is uncomfortable, Jin Cheng's health directly fell below 20, and there were many wounds on his body.

The Griffon is worse than him.

After hitting the cliff, it hit the ground again, and all the rubble on the ground was bounced. It snarled in pain, desperately trying to stand up again, but the forelegs just stood up, shaking and falling.

This is not because it really hurts much, but because of poisoning.

Jin Cheng is not a knight, a knight will not be poisoned, but he will. The so-called battle is a struggle for survival. Usually he fights with the player. He does not use poison arrows, but it is different in the copy.

It's just that the body of the Griffon is too large, the poison arrows have been in effect for a long time, and the effect is also unsatisfactory.

Taking out a bottle of potion and pouring it down, Jin Cheng quietly observed for a while and determined that the Griffon was no longer capable of attacking, then turned his eyes to the bird's nest in the distance.

Jin Cheng is a professional in picking birds.

On the other side, the secret lake.

Several human adventurers insisted on leaving, and Dorn didn't stop him. The team has now dispersed, and the seven adventurers are divided into two groups, one group of five chooses to leave, and one group chooses to leave with Dorn as the leader. All the members of the Ivy League also chose to stay, the dwarf was still asleep, but the two druids were going to follow the adventurer.

"Druid is a race close to nature, we are not strong in combat, it is better to go out early to report the situation."

Tang Cuo declined to comment.

People in the small windmill harbor frowned slightly, but said nothing.

There were only ten people left by the lake.

Everyone scattered to investigate, but Tang Cuo squatted beside the dwarf Hanmo, staring at him in contemplation. Celtic asked "What are you thinking?"

Tang Cuo "I'm thinking about how to wake him up."

Celtic "Why do you have to wake him up? Is he important?"

Tang Cuo did not answer. He untied the remaining hip flask from Hanmo's waist and tried to wake him with a scent of wine, but failed. He made another cut on Hammo's arm and tried to wake him with pain, but also failed.

Finally, he turned his attention to the black iron furnace and the alchemy colossus, these two things, said to be the two artifacts of the dwarf family.

Tang Cuoxin walked to the lake. In view of the previous deaths, everyone was keeping a certain distance from the lake shore at this time, only Tang Cuo was so close.

Holding his elbow and thinking for a few seconds, he began rummaging through his gear. In this copy, in order to conform to the human design, many things beyond this era can not be used. The remaining ones-Nightingale, Ivy League Badge, Ruling Sword, etc., he wants to find a weapon for long-range attack.

None seem to be appropriate.

Nightingale's engraving skill "Moonlight Tide" may be useful, but Tang Cuo wants to keep it as a hole card.

Tang Cuo receded for the second place and chose water polo. Soon, a small water polo ball quickly flew towards the black iron furnace and hit the furnace, "Zila" turned into white smoke and dissipated.

A small water polo did not work. Tang Cuo released 20 or 30 in succession and smashed past as quickly as possible. The voice of "Zi La Zi La" attracted everyone's attention.

"Is his brain invaded by Slime?" Hawk looked puzzled.

"Don't care about him, what the country savages of the Principality of France can find out." His companion said, and continued to walk along the lake indifferently.

"Can we really find it? Is that an individual or an item?"

"Not sure, I will always find it."

Hundreds of water polo **** were dropped by Tangcuo, and the black iron furnace was unscathed. He turned and asked Celtic, "Can you kill it so far away?"

Celtic shook his head, "No."

At this time, the Heimeng brothers came over and heard Tangcuo's words, wondering, "Why do you want to destroy it? The black iron furnace is an artifact, and the dwarven races may not have a second one."

Tang Cuo's expression was ruthless.

Hemon and Hess cannot understand his sense of humor as a modern man, but he can also guess something from these two words. Black frowned, "You said it was fake?"

Hess "Are you sure?"

Tang Cuo "I think everything we see is fake."

Celtic was slightly surprised.

Tang Cuo looked at him and asked, "Don’t you find it strange? We just couldn’t find the Secret Lake at first, then we had a bonfire and sat down to rest, but after the dwarf fell asleep, the Secret Lake suddenly appeared, and the lake was still full Dwarf stuff."

The dark shadows shone brightly, "Your Excellency means-illusion? Are we all in the illusion created by Hammo?"

Hess immediately answered, "Crushing the black iron furnace can break the illusion?"

"Maybe you can also try to kill Hanmo." Tang Cuo sincerely suggested that he thinks this method may be the fastest.

As the words fell, all three of them widened their eyes and looked at Tang Cuo in disbelief. Tang Cuo shrugged, he said so, the system did not give him a warning, it would not be a strike.

"Cough." Heimeng broke the silence. "Let's try to break the furnace first."

The two brothers of Black Mongolian are swordsmen and magicians, and their skills are very good. The magician has the most long-range attack methods. A few large lethal magic hits, and the black iron furnace finally cracks.

But at this moment, the three small windmill harbour had already walked out of sight, I do not know where to go.

Hess continued to work hard, but Tang Cuo suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look in the direction when he came, and narrowed his eyes slightly. Druid and the adventurers had been away for quite a long time. According to Tangcuo's guess, they would not be able to get out of the forest smoothly, or even leave too far, because they were still in the illusion.

But the forest was quiet, there was no movement at all.

Is something wrong?

At this moment, the black iron furnace finally exploded into pieces, and the iron block sank into the lake, and the lake surface was turbulent, and it could not calm for a long time. Heimeng turned back to see that the sleeping Hammo frowned, immediately letting Hess continue to attack the Alchemist Colossus.

After a while, the Alchemist Colossus also fell.

The dwarf on the ground groaned, and the mist suddenly began to swell, covering everyone's eyes. When the vision was restored again, the scene in front of them suddenly changed-they were all standing in the forest, surrounded by towering ancient trees, and no secret lakes or black iron furnaces existed.

Everyone was a little suspicious, and in the distance came enquiries and exclamations from Dorn and others. They just went a little bit earlier, so they didn't hear the conversation between Tang Cuo and the Black Mongolian brothers.

Tang Cuo ignored it, glanced at the slowly awakening Han Mo, and walked in the direction he was traveling. He walked fast and found the extinguished bonfire within a few minutes.

Continue to go forward and hit two panicked druids head-on.

"People are gone! We just dispersed in the mist, and people disappeared in a blink of an eye!" the druid shouted.

Tang Cuo frowned, waiting to be inquired, but Yu Guang glanced at the south direction, and there was a black lake faintly. A sigh in his heart, he directly ran to the road.

The Secret Lake, which follows a completely different Secret Lake, appears again.