Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

They were stunned again, looking at the witch in red sitting high above. Looking at people from this angle is inherently uncomfortable. But for a moment, they couldn't tell the difference between good and bad.

This woman gave them a feeling that was even more unfathomable than that demon in the Yuan and Ming Dynasties.

"Then you should say, stop being so pretentious!"

"What I want you to do is really simple. There is no need to kill anyone, and there is no need for you to kill each other." Jiaoyang smiled and played with her hair with her fingers.

Everyone was a little moved, and she went on to say, following the temptation, and was charmed by the lowered voice. At this moment, in the dark light, it seemed a little penetrating for no reason:

"You just need to treat this as an ordinary training session inside the gate. Have you seen the string of tags hanging on your hands?" Jiaoyang smiled, leaned back, and the captives all started talking. He lowered his head and began to look seriously at the thing hanging on his wrist.

"All you need to do is to collect ten pieces of tags within the specified time and within the specified range. Within one stick of incense, each person can collect ten pieces for each person. After confirming with Fu Sheng, they can be released directly.

Of course, you can also collect twenty or thirty yuan. You can collect as many yuan as you have in the field. Anyway, every ten yuan can save one person, including yourself. However, once you get out of this situation, you will have no chance to go back and compete for the listing. In other words, no matter how many listings you have in hand, you only have one chance to redeem them. "

As soon as the words fell, everyone's emotions began to rise: "Is this true?" Isn't it easy? As long as they follow the rules, they can save people to the greatest extent possible!

Baiye Liufeng stood behind Jiaoyang. He was confused for a while and frowned slightly. His eyes moved slightly, scanning the people present. He suddenly understood something, and his thin lips slightly curled up meaningfully.

This woman really learned from that man's words and deeds. Even better than his predecessor.

"Since you all agree, let's get started."

Jiaoyang waved her hand, lit the incense burner, and deepened the corners of her lips: "Attention, the incense burner is lit, the game begins."

The disciples who had detained the Demon Cult dispersed, and the prisoners below immediately sat in a circle and began to discuss countermeasures, uniting and uniting.

"Master, I'm still young, please let me go out," the youngest disciple of the Kunshan School cried with red eyes, "I can't learn anything, and it will be of no use if I go out. I don't want to be a burden to you. But I, the Kunshan sect, cannot have anyone who can succeed me."

"Kunshan." The leader of the white-bearded Huahua was in tears. They were all his closest relatives' disciples, so how could he let go of any of them.

After hearing this, the elder brother's eyes turned red. Sure enough, what does it mean to see the true feelings in times of crisis?

"Master, please let me go out and let me stay. As senior brothers, there is no reason for us to let our young brothers die on our behalf!"

The disciples all knelt down: "Please let me stay!"

"Senior brother." The younger junior brother burst into tears.

"You..." The leader's tears also fell more and more, and he helped them up, "Good children, they are all a group of good children. What should really be left behind is to be a teacher. As you said, as senior brothers, no one should give up. Junior brother, there is no reason to put one's own life in danger. You are the role model of this generation, and Master is proud of you. But as you said, as a senior brother, there is no reason for a junior brother to put one's life in danger, so as a teacher, how can we leave anything behind? Going to die alone? The one who really should stay is the teacher."

"Master!"

Baiye Liufeng moved a small chair over and sat next to Jiaoyang. He leaned forward and was very close to her face: "Let me tell you, Lord Leader, the scene below is wonderful and joyful. I have never seen such a touching scene in my life. Your plan does not seem to be there. It worked.”

"Whether it works or not, you will know after watching it."

Jiaoyang smiled and faced the face he was leaning towards, without moving back even an inch, her eyes were deep and unpredictable. She looked up.

"Such a large group of people have already lost from the moment they chose to abide by the conditions and participate in this game instead of fighting to the death and killing at least a few more Shenyue Cult members."

The corners of Jiaoyang's lips raised, and her eyes were full of malice, which made Baiye Liufeng slightly frightened.

"That man likes to play with human life. However, what's so fun about human life? What this leader likes to play with is the human heart."

From the beginning, it was quiet, everyone chatted about their own things, and gradually turned into a bit noisy.

"Master, Master, you must not do this! You must not let anything happen to you! If something happens to you, how can we, a huge Kunshan sect, survive! Of the seven major sects, we are the only ones left and the Muxu sect is still holding on. , do we really want to shrink back for the rest of our lives, allowing the demon sect to work for us, and abandoning the common people in the world?"

All the disciples knelt on the ground and begged together.

"But if my master goes out, I will have no face to see people, and I should die for the world! How can there be a master who is willing to sacrifice his disciples in order to survive?" The old man's voice was choked, and he touched the faces of a group of sensible children in front of him. Top of the head, "Besides, even if I really want to survive for myself, how will you make a choice as a teacher and how many of you will you sacrifice?"

"This" all the disciples were stunned, and one of them turned his attention to the other factions.

"Master, although it may be better for our Kunshan sect to decide this matter internally, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble and disputes. But now, since so many of us are trapped here together, we will inevitably encounter the same difficulties. Moreover, .Don’t the rules say that one more person can be saved for every ten yuan of listing?

There are four extra tags in our sect. If they are combined with the extra tags from other sects, does that mean that one more person can be saved? From the looks of it, why don't you discuss it with the leader of another sect? "

The old man suddenly realized it and patted his head: "It's because Master is confused."

All the disciples obediently handed over the tags in their hands. The leader of the Kunshan Sect took the four tags in his hand and walked towards the Muxu Sect over there.

As he expected, the Muxu Sect was also encountering the same problem. The two masters put the hanging cards in their hands together, which was exactly nine yuan, which was still one yuan short of the ten yuan specified in the rules.

"These" two leaders were stunned for a moment. Only when they were at such a critical moment of life and death did they realize that life was so precious. Even if it is just a chance for one more disciple in the sect to survive, they must fight for it.

But what should we do with the last missing piece of listing?

"There's only half a stick of incense left." Jiaoyang stood on a high place not far away, reminding her with a smile out of good intentions.

Two chapters in one.