King of Black Mist

A deafening silence.

The deserted island without any sound is like a wreck with only a skeleton left, eerie and terrifying.

"Your ability to accept is very strong." Yang Qinglan said softly from behind.

Not strong, he saw the human form of black mist for the first time and was frightened.

Then I saw it standing next to the bed in the middle of the night, and I was so frightened that I shivered all over.

After a week like this, everyone has a strong ability to accept.

"Brother is just showing off in front of his sister." Li Changzhou pushed aside the branches blocking the road.

Judging from the traces along the way, animals used to live on this island. Where have they gone now? The world is really incredible.

He thought of something, and while alerting the surroundings, he asked: "Can't we tell outsiders about this value game?"

"Okay." Yang Qinglan's focused eyes were also wandering around.

"Then why didn't you tell me in advance? So that I could prepare." Li Changzhou was even more puzzled.

"Known information does not help the mission and will only increase uneasiness and anxiety."

Li Changzhou nodded.

He still couldn't trust Yang Qinglan, but if his sister didn't even take the initiative to tell him, it must be of no help.

"Brother, are you afraid?" Li Qianxia's whispering voice came from behind.

"My waist is weak, what do you think?"

"Waist? Could it be due to overindulgence?"

"Can this topic be over?" My brother was helpless.

"But you just went to see the doctor today. Your kidney deficiency is at its worst now." Li Qianxia was reasonable.

"Refuse to blindly obey, get rid of authority, and don't be superstitious about doctors." Li Changzhou criticized seriously.

After some conversation, Li Changzhou's tense emotions and body relaxed a little.

After another period of silent progress, he stopped.

"What's wrong?" Yang Qinglan, who was staring at the left side, turned around and asked.

"Change the direction." Li Changzhou said.

Yang Qinglan looked ahead. The trees, grass, and narrow path beneath his feet, with the scorching sun baking above his head, were no different from the previous scene.

Li Qianxia, ​​who was wary of the rear, also looked over: "Brother?"

"I didn't find anything, but my intuition told me to change the direction." After a pause, Li Changzhou added, "You can just pretend that I'm afraid."

After a moment or two of silence, Yang Qinglan said, "It doesn't matter where you go."

The three of them changed directions, left the existing path, and waded into the river of wild grass.

Li Changzhou suddenly changed direction because the human-shaped black mist walking in front suddenly stopped moving forward.

In the past week, Heiwu has also experienced such "disconnections", but in this environment, Li Changzhou could not help but care.

After they changed directions, like someone going to the bathroom and returning to the computer, the character Kurogiri started moving again. It was unclear whether he was walking or following the three of them.

The path that restored silence gave people a vague atmosphere of contemplation.

Immediately afterwards, there was a splashing sound, and blades of grass, like caterpillar tracks, broke free from the soil, grass, and tree trunks.

The blades of grass are densely covered with sharp thorns like arrows.

Grass blades flew in the air, sharp thorns refracted the sun, and released a penetrating cold light. Demons danced wildly on the path, just like a shark's mouth full of jagged teeth.

Soon, the grass blades were climbing like snakes towards hidden positions in all directions of the path, and the forest returned to silence.

Leaving the path, Li Changzhou slowed down, hoping to wait for Heiwu to come forward, but the idiot kept following the three of them, as light as a ghost.

"Would you like to take a rest?" Li Qianxia asked the two of them, wiping her sweat.

There were many trees around, and they kept walking in the shade of the trees, but there was no coolness at all. Instead, they felt like a steamer.

Yang Qinglan glanced at Li Changzhou, who was walking in the front. Compared to the two of them, he was under greater pressure and had a greater physical burden.

"Go there." She pointed to a ditch ten meters away. It seemed that water had flowed through it before.

Li Changzhou breathed a sigh of relief and took steps forward.

He joked: "Rather than being cautious like this, it's better to let the enemy show up early, directly."

"boom!"

Gunshots!

The bullet grazed Li Changzhou's shoulder.

"Grass!"

"run!"

There was no time to talk nonsense, the three of them kicked off the ground and rushed forward.

"Bang!" There was another gunshot, deafening.

The bullet hit a tree trunk behind Li Qianxia, ​​and the bark burst and splashed around.

Li Changzhou had never run so fast before. The wind, tension, and gunshots were tearing at him like knives, making his face numb.

With a whoosh, he slid into the trench first.

After taking two quick breaths, Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia also fell in and were next to him.

"Qian Xia!" Li Changzhou struggled to swallow saliva, but couldn't swallow anything. "Are you okay?"

Li Qianxia just shook her head, too nervous to speak. Her face was pale and her breathing was rapid.

"Two shots. Sniper rifle. That direction." Yang Qinglan spoke intermittently, pointing feebly in one direction.

Li Changzhou glanced over there from an angle that did not reveal his head.

Even so, the opponent raised his hand and fired another shot, causing the trench soil to splash.

The bullets that had just been discharged were emitting white smoke in the soft soil, and the pungent smell of gunpowder filled the air.

"The opponent's marksmanship is not accurate. He must have just redeemed it in the last game." Yang Qinglan came over slowly and followed Li Changzhou's example, from leaning against the trench to lying on the slope of the trench.

"Why don't you change your guns?" Li Changzhou looked at her.

"Every time a mission ends, the items and permissions that can be redeemed are different." Yang Qinglan explained quickly.

Li Changzhou nodded.

As expected, it was all information that was of no practical use.

He glanced at his sister again. Li Qianxia was holding the "vampire gun" and trying to relieve her emotions through deep breathing.

He withdrew his gaze, raised his head slightly, and shouted in the direction of the sniper:

"Brother! There are three of us here, some melee combatants, some scouts, and you are the sniper. How about we form a team? This game is a sure win!"

Yang Qinglan looked at him and said calmly: "I will not team up with people whose character is not guaranteed."

Li Changzhou smiled, but there was inevitably a bit of nervousness in his smile: "Lie to him first. If you are a good character, cooperate; if not, kill someone and seize the gun."

Yang Qinglan glanced at him deeply with her clear and charming eyes, probably saying: I don't know if the other person is good or not, but I know whether you are good or not.

"Brother, what do you think?" Li Changzhou shouted again.

What responded to him was the sound of a gunshot, and the exploded soil splashed onto Li Changzhou's hair.

"Fuck you, do you know if you use a gun to break the law?" Li Changzhou stopped being polite to him.

Yang Qinglan frowned slightly under his baseball cap: "My team is not allowed to use swear words."

Li Changzhou shouted to the sniper again: "I love you! Baby!"

"Bang!" After that, there was another "Bang!", and the other party fired two shots in succession.

"Did you see it? Facts have proved that civilization cannot bring peace, only war can guarantee civilization." Li Changzhou gasped.

Yang Qinglan took off her baseball cap and shook it, shaking off the dirt splashed by the two shots. At the same time, she turned to ask Li Qianxia: "Is there something wrong with your brother's brain?"

"No," Li Qianxia also recovered, and the two of them lay down on the slope together, "The doctor said he is normal!"