First Player

Chapter 9 · "I cried myself to death."

"Clang!" The sound of gold and iron clashed.

Under the sunlight, a figure holding a sword in one hand appeared.

The long wind lifted his robe and blew his short black hair. The tip of his sword met Mizushima Kawakora's long sword, blocking her blow.

"Damn it, is it Su Ming'an?"

"Is the first player here?"

The theatergoers stood up and crowded forward regardless of order. Yamada Machi raised his head on the cross and looked at the tall back in front of him.

Finally, this burst of light dissipated, and people saw clearly the appearance of the visitor——

The person's handsome eyebrows make people feel that this person is full of righteousness, as if all the light is gathered in his bright red pupils.

"Dragon City Yi Zhongyu, apply for defense trial." Yi Zhongyu sheathed his sword.

"Huh? Isn't this the First Dream Patroller here?" A large number of people were very disappointed.

"Yi Zhongyu! It's Yi Zhongyu!" someone shouted. Compared to Su Ming'an, they were more familiar with Yi Zhongyu, a local dream patroller.

"Yi Zhongyu, are you sure you want to file a defense trial?" an old man asked.

Yi Zhongyu stood in front of Yamada Machi, nodded and said: "Yes."

The gods once proposed that the guilty could be freed from their sins through vindication. In other words, when a person faces a capital crime, if there is a famous and powerful person who is willing to declare war on his behalf against a high-ranking person, he can be exempted from the crime.

Yi Zhongyu happened to meet this condition, and he had the qualifications to declare war on Mizushima Kawakora. If he defeats Mizushima Kawakora, Yamada Machichi will be exempted from the death penalty.

Yamadacho was stunned for a moment: "This Yi Zhongyu, I don't know you, why are you so protective of me..."

"You are the person No. 1 Meng Xunjia cares about, right?" Yi Zhongyu said, "I can't tolerate innocent people being wronged. Before he comes, I am willing to protect you."

"Oh, it is indeed Su Ming'an's fault." Yamada Machi understood clearly.

Yi Zhongyu took a step forward.

The camera in the sky moved down a certain distance, broadcasting his voice live throughout the world and reaching thousands of households.

Countless people sat in front of televisions and computers, watching the trial. There has been a lot of noise on the Internet. Many people know that there are many innocent people among those executed, and even 99% of them are innocent people, but it is useless for them to resist.

When Mizushima Kawakora was about to swing his sword, it was Yi Zhongyu who stood up immediately and avoided the first sound of the bloody bell.

"Moreover, I cannot tolerate the coalition government's killing of innocent people happening in public." Yi Zhongyu's voice was like gold and iron:

"I cannot tolerate the complete invalidation of the will of the people - this precedent has been set."

"I can't tolerate heroes being stigmatized and executed, and villains occupying the high platform. I can't tolerate pioneers bearing non-existent sins, and pioneers losing their faith."

Yi Zhongyu raised his head high.

"Swish, swish, swish!" The guards on both sides immediately raised their swords and pointed them at Yi Zhongyu to prevent him from doing too much.

"So, do it knowing you can't do it - die for your ideals and obsessions." Yi Zhongyu said: "I hope my blood can awaken people's consciousness."

Mizushima Kawa Sora laughed.

She took a step forward, and the golden ring hanging around her neck swayed slightly - only then did people notice that there was such a beautiful necklace hanging around her neck. The golden ring represents the favor and favor of the gods. This means that she is loved by the gods, no wonder the priests and soldiers listen to her.

"Dragon City Yi Zhongyu, are you going to openly defy the gods?" Mizushima Kawakora looked down, the sunlight on his hair glowing with a dazzling golden light.

"I don't want to openly rebel against the gods, I'm just dissatisfied with your behavior. Even if you have a golden ring given by the gods, it doesn't mean that everything you say and do is inspired by the gods." Yi Zhongyu said.

"Ryuucheng Yi Zhongyu." Mizushima Kawakora just asked again: "Are you going to openly defy the gods?"

"I'm not..." Yi Zhongyu said.

At this moment, he suddenly realized the meaning of Mizushima River's empty words.

——Longcheng, Yi Zhongyu.

She didn't call him Yi Zhongyu, but called him Longcheng Yi Zhongyu.

He is from Longcheng, and his entire family is in Longcheng.

If he challenges Mizushima Kawakora today, even if the demon hunting order is proven wrong, the golden ring she wears around her neck will be enough to make countless fanatic believers hate Dragon City and implicate Dragon City.

Yi Zhongyu doesn't care what happens to himself, but he cares about Longcheng.

"..."

His sword trembled slightly. Even though he was covered in sunlight, he felt very cold. It was so cold that it penetrated deep into his bones. It was so cold that the blood that had been in his heart since childhood began to shiver. It was so cold that he felt that everything he looked at was like a blade. . He bit his lip, a voice in his heart seemed to be shouting.

...gods.

...Do you really care about humans? If you don't care, then why do you continue to protect mankind for a thousand years? If you care, then why do you turn a blind eye to the cries and life and death of human beings?

The woman wearing the golden ring stood on the high platform, raised her sword again, deviated from Yi Zhongyu, and only aimed at Yamada Machichi.

Yi Zhongyu still didn't retreat, he just stood in front of Yamada Machichi again. Mizushima Kawakora shook his head: "I don't want to kill human heroes, but if you insist on doing so..."

Higurashi's sword was half an inch out, and Agnes drew out her whip, already planning to join the battlefield.

"I can only accept your defense trial——" Mizushima Kawakora raised his sword high, and his aura surged!

As people's eyes gathered together, a voice suddenly came from the sky:

"——Today, we are gathered here."

Hearing this familiar voice, Mizushima Kawakora's heart skipped a beat, and his aura instantly retracted. The soldiers and priests turned their heads and looked into the distance. For a moment, people's heads were like flags turning together.

A roulette wheel appeared high in the sky above the execution ground. The figure who deliberately combed her hair into a high ponytail stood on the roulette wheel and laughed out loud:

"——To celebrate our good friend Sora Mizushima and her garbage policy!"

People looked up and looked at the proud figure high in the sky.

The soldiers wanted to raise their swords at him, but they did not dare to take action due to his status as the number one Dream Patrolman. For a moment, no one spoke.

For a moment, this seemed to coincide with the scene of the arrival of the eldest prince in "Louyue Kingdom" - the young man with a high ponytail landed on a roulette wheel, but no one in the audience dared to make a sound. This strong sense of déjà vu makes people feel panicked, as if they have a sense of destiny being pulled.

...They seem to have seen this scene before.

...In other words, many scenes in the game feel familiar to them, as if there is an invisible line of fate connected to their hearts.

"I have been miserable since I was a child, and my family was very unhappy. I have experienced a lot of disgusting things. The person who hurt me was Edward, and everyone knows him. Fortunately, I met Mizushima Kawakawa." Shout loudly:

"Today, I would like to congratulate Sora Mizushima and thank her for highlighting her tragic life. I also wish her from the bottom of my heart that from now on, just like Edward's life, it will start to rot and stink!"

People were confused.

They were all listening, intending to hear what thought-provoking words the No. 1 Dream Patrolman would say. Players have taken out their notebooks and planned to record lighthouse quotes, but the result - what are you talking about?

What rotten and smelly?

After the actor finished his entrance speech, he landed on the roulette wheel and tore off Yamada Machichi's hemp rope.

"You..." Mizushima Kawakora was a little surprised.

"Didn't you say you want a defense trial? I will fight on behalf of Yi Zhongyu. Come and fight me, Mizushima Kawakora." Ying raised his hand and held an amber knife, the tip of which was dyed with white crosslight.

——He has the instructions from his true body to be crazy and make a scene! He wished he had a falling out with the genius, so that he could know what kind of medicine Mizushima Kawakora Gourd was selling.

"Hmm...?" When he raised the knife, Ying was slightly startled. He vaguely felt that Mizushima Kawakora on the stage had an illusory feeling, including many people around him, but this feeling soon disappeared. .

"Since you are here, hand over the Eye of the Old One. I will immediately cancel the demon hunting order and release everyone." Mizushima Kawakora shouted.

"Wow, you are so gentle, I cried to death." Ying's face was expressionless: "I got the Eye of the Old One in "Lou Yue Kingdom", how could I bring it to this world? Your intelligence has deteriorated. ? Or have you been driven insane by your sister?"

"I know it must be on you." Mizushima Kawasora said.

"I know you must have your life in you. Give me your life, and I will give you the Eye of the Past immediately." Ying said.

Hearing Ying's words, Mizushima Chuankong felt depressed.

...Such a violation of the sword must be a clone!

"You are a clone." Mizushima Kawakora pointed out.

"Hmm, everything you said is right, ah, right, right." Ying knew that you can't be reasonable when dealing with such people. Such people only have their own justice in their hearts: "In fact, as a clone, I can kill you, but you won't come Want to try it?”

Mizushima Kawakora had a cold face and slashed with his sword.

In an instant, a blazing brilliance bloomed, like a burst of snow falling from the sky. People immediately backed away for fear of being affected.

…

"This is really a big deal." Su Mingan sat in the car and watched the live broadcast on his phone.

The carriage flashed and Su Mingan had finished his morning exam and sat in the car assigned by the school. The venue for the talisman test in the afternoon is outside the city, so you need to take a car.

Sitting in the car, Su Mingan watched the live broadcast, and happened to see the movie making a big fuss about the coalition government. The scene was more exciting than the movie.

On the mobile phone screen, the barrage has gone crazy:

[The first dream patrolman turns out to be exactly the same as the eldest prince? 】

[It turns out that the No. 1 Dream Patrolman has this kind of personality. I thought he was a pretty serious person. But this is cute, hehe. 】

[I must beat that woman violently. Is it amazing to be favored by the gods? 】

【She is a divine messenger! What are Yi Zhongyu and No. 1 Mengxunjia doing! What if the gods are angry? 】

【……】

"We are about to leave the city ahead." A voice came from the radio in the car.

Other candidates are reviewing and reading. Only Su Mingan was sitting leisurely in the back row watching the live broadcast.

"Hey, classmate Su, I caught you fishing again." A voice came from the front row.

Su Mingan looked up and saw an elite face wearing gold-rimmed glasses - isn't this the head teacher Xia Jiawen?

"Forget it about skipping class, the last exam is coming soon, and you still look at your phone." Xia Jiawen turned around and threatened: "I'll collect it from you right away."

After he threatened, he put a mobile phone into Su Mingan's hand: "I'm bluffing you, just have fun."

"I don't want your cell phone." Su Mingan said.

"The teacher didn't let you play with this." Xia Jiawen chuckled: "The teacher is going on a business trip in the afternoon and brought an extra mobile phone. After you finish the exam, please help me bring this mobile phone back to school. Just help. Teacher, please run an errand."

"Okay." Su Mingan felt that Teacher Xia was quite interesting and had no airs. He thought of his previous encounter at the school gate: "Have you succeeded in confessing your love to that female teacher?"

Xia Jiawen immediately lost his face, scratched his head, and said a little pitifully: "Next time... try harder next time."

"I knew you couldn't wear shorts with a suit." Su Mingan was surprised.

"Hey...hey? Is this the reason?" Xia Jiawen said in surprise: "My trousers were mainly given to a student. There was a student who only had one pair of trousers at home and couldn't change them. When I found out about this, I I gave him my pants...Look, I’m still wearing shorts today.”

Su Mingan was startled, but he didn't expect this to be the case.

"Teacher Xia, the confession is more important than the student's pants." Su Mingan said.

Xia Jiawen shook his head.

His expression became more solemn: "You are important."

"My confession failed, which means I failed once. But if you don't have pants, it will affect the college entrance examination. Your future is far more important than me."

"Teacher Xia attaches great importance to us?"

"Yes." Xia Jiawen smiled and turned back: "You are the future."

The vehicle passed the checkpoint and the interceptor frame was slowly raised. The candidates on the vehicle exclaimed that this was their first time stepping out of this blocked city.

At the moment when he left the city, Su Mingan felt the Eye of the Old Day in his backpack tremble, but there was no movement soon.

The afternoon Talisman and Seal Examination was held in a semi-open circular building. The candidates competed in pairs, with examiners observing.

Su Ming'an directly cut into Ming's state of recklessness. His opponents were suppressed by his power and pinned to the ground, which made the examiners stunned.

At this time, a large number of people wearing black vests suddenly came to the door.