The Trial Game of Life

Jin Cheng, who doesn't like sweet food, finally got a small half bowl of ice cream from Tang Cuo. In the zombie's "salivation" and the sour taste of other players, finished.

Many people in Yongye City gritted their teeth at Jin Cheng, probably because he often did similar things. For example, now that the crimson is out, the living corpses are making trouble in Yongye City. Everyone is excited, nervous and worried about the No. 2 movement, but Jin Cheng, who is in the center of the vortex, is in love.

Players can't wait to grab him by the collar and tell him "Yongyecheng has no love", but when they look at it, they don't feel sour in their hearts because love seems to really exist.

Tang Cuo, a strange man who dared to fall in love with the big brother and did not lose his opponent at all, refreshed his impression in the player's heart again and again.

For example, when he pushed the remaining half a cup of ice cream to Jin Cheng, the player behind him didn't know what was whispering. He glanced at it coldly and told the other party to shut up.

Opposite Jin Chengyou was eating strawberry-flavored ice cream, leaning against the back of her chair, tilting her legs, spoon in her mouth, and watching this scene with a smile, she was quite complacent.

The players were scolding "Dead Guy" in their hearts. The living corpses outside the door shot the door a hundred times, and finally they were put down by the players who couldn't see it.

In the end, a player who was separated from Tang Cuo by three tables stood up, clenched his fists and bravely walked up to them, and asked, "Dare to ask what the two regulations are now? Crimson is so terrible, We have to find a way to find the second movement in front of her, in case she gets it, me, we..."

Jin Cheng slowly looked up, but Tang Cuo was still eating casually. Jin Cheng appreciated for a while, and then asked the player slowly: "Do you represent yourself, or who?"

The player was stunned, and then glanced at the others in the restaurant. Most of them did not say anything, but some people stood up and said, "I want to know."

At this time, the door blocked by the living corpse opened, the doorway and the window stood full of players, and all the faces were full of curiosity.

It was Tang Cuo who was not very familiar with them, "Crimson has made it clear that there were four people who worked with her a year ago, Jin Cheng, Lin Yandong, Chongyan Zhang and Rong Yi, wanting to know the whereabouts of the second movement, You shouldn’t just stare at Jin Cheng alone."

His calm tone and calm look, coupled with the naturally deceptive face, made it easy to calm down, believe what he said, and continue to think after what he said.

"But everyone else..." The players all looked upset.

"Of course, the copy is not necessarily in the hands of one of the four of them. At that time, the situation was so messy, it was normal for someone to touch the fish in muddy water." Tang Cuo turned around and made everyone look at each other. He had to listen to him and continued: "Jin Cheng As I said, there was another person at the time, maybe he took the movement. Right?"

In this last sentence, Tang Cuo asked Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng blinked and received a signal from Tang Cuo, nodded, "It is indeed true that he has a card in his hand, the second law of the four laws of thermodynamics: the principle of entropy increase. Because this card is unique and unique This one, so I remember very clearly."

The players all showed an awkward look, and they knew the cards, but what kind of thermodynamics and principles sounded a headache.

Tang Cuo doesn't care if these people really go to spontaneously, he just wants to fish. Crimson wanted to explode the No. 2 movement, so he used the No. 2 movement to blow up his life box.

This card of thermodynamics, in Jin Cheng's own hands, except for the people in his team, no outsiders know. The card is true, the specific face is fake, and the person holding the card to hide the life box is not necessarily the person who took the No. 2 movement. It is true, false, true and false, and is most suitable for fried fish.

As long as the secret person hears the news and is in a panic, the chaos makes an error.

If Wen Xiaoming is really tied up, the greater the movement in the city, the safer he will be.

At the same time, a copy of the g area, "The Devil's Birth".

In the sky of yellow sand, under the scorching sun, Lin Yandong walked on foot like a ascetic monk. He didn't walk fast, one step at a time, his expression was firm and sympathetic. The scorching sun burned the yellow sand, and then burned the soles of his feet. The scorching heat caused his forehead to sweat out, dripping into the yellow sand, and immediately turned into a mist to dissipate.

He has been walking forward without stopping, like a pilgrim.

The scorching sun is like a punishment, the time is infinitely lengthened, and the original unit of measurement is lost. I don't know how long it took, when the heat wave began to blur the line of sight, at the junction of the distant sand sea and the horizon, a dark shadow finally appeared.

The shadow was jagged, initially small, and gradually enlarged. Just like an ancient fierce beast lying on the edge of heaven and earth, it finally opened its abyss mouth, giving people a glimpse of the true face of the night.

But look closely, the sawtooth is the side of the lotus.

The sky here is a huge double-petaled red lotus, with the flowers facing down, and the petals of each lotus are as big as the sky. The lotus heart is the sun in the sky, a divine existence that is bright yellow, exudes a scorching light, and cannot be seen directly.

Lin Yandong lowered his eyes piously and walked under the flowers until the appearance of the shadow stained his eyes deeply.

The lotus is turning, and the shadow is constantly magnifying, slowly, revealing the towering stone statue hidden in the shadow. It was a demon who stepped on the abyss and the sky above him. They had different movements, different expressions, or holding a round mirror, or three heads and six arms, but the natural appearance of the Buddha was dire.

In front of these huge figures, people are as small as a grain of sand. The soul is compressed in this sand indefinitely, wishing to crawl to the ground and sink to the ground.

Lin Yandong raised his eyes at this moment. He looked directly at the eyes of the giant golems, and the Sanskrit sounded at this moment.

The six-character mantra that sounded like a roar of the Vajra sounded in all directions. It seemed that the gods and demons beat the big drum of the world with huge drumsticks.

The lotus finally disappeared. He covered his heart and looked around. The towering golem surrounded him, and his eyes were full of angry eyes looking down at him, and the voice of the six-character mantra, as if questioning him.

Constantly oppressed and geologically asked until the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

How hot the lotus is, how cold it is now.

Lin Yandong finally stopped, sitting cross-legged on the ground, the bead on his wrist receded, hung on the tiger's mouth, closed his eyes, just like the old monk entered.

"Sacred Devil's Birthday", a single copy, after seven, forty-nine lotus days, you can pass the customs.

In Yongye City, Meng Yufei followed the river aimlessly, not knowing where he was going. At this time, no new living corpses appeared outside, and peace came again, but under that calm, it seemed as if the dark tide was surging.

Meng Yufei frowned, his face not very good.

"Hey, where are we going?" He was not afraid of Zheng Yingying for Jianghe, even though Jianghe's force value was actually higher than that of Zheng Yingying.

Jiang He didn't answer and went on. In fact, he was just walking around without a clear direction, because he knew that the man would come to him sooner or later, either now or soon.

When Meng Yufei saw that he did not answer, he pouted, holding the scimitar and no longer ignored him.

Soon, the two left zone e and entered zone f.

Area f was sad for Meng Yufei. Here he formed a bad relationship with Zheng Yingying and was killed by Jin Cheng into the copy, which really left no good memories, so after entering area f, Meng Yufei's expression It becomes very smelly.

He even wanted to leave Jianghe and leave alone, but every time he was a little further away, Jianghe's gaze swept over, and Meng Yufei's strength was not enough to beat Haze Assassin.

He didn't want to go to jail again, but he didn't want to just follow the river headless flies and suffocate. So he turned and walked into a hot and sour powder shop on the roadside.

Sit and stay still.

Jiang He looked back. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the aunt who sold hot and sour powder. "A bowl of hot and sour powder, keep him account."

He naturally refers to the river, and Meng Yufei is not scared. Who is afraid of who.

Unexpectedly, Jiang He did not refute aloud, hesitated for a while outside the house, and finally walked into the shop and sat opposite Meng Yufei, also called a bowl of hot and sour powder.

"Are you sick?" Meng Yufei asked.

"Shut up if you don't eat." Jiang He took the chopsticks and cleaned it with paper towels dipped in water. Looking at him like this, he was more like eating hot and sour powder than Meng Yufei.

A moment later, the hot and sour powder went to the table, and the two were separated by the misty rising powder in the soup bowl. The scene was very harmonious until a certain unexpected guest pushed open the glass door again.

The shop originally had only two guests, Jiang He and Meng Yufei, and the business was not very good.

The third guest wore a tattered red skirt with long hair that did not cross the waist, his face was pale but his eyes were extraordinarily bright. The most special thing is that her wrists and ankles are shackled, and they clink when they move a little.

Crimson.

Meng Yufei's scalp was numb, and the hot and sour powder choked in his throat. A sudden cough broke out. He covered his throat, coughing and flushing, but his eyes were still staring crimson, and he was speechless.

"What's the matter with little brother? Is it choking?" He amused Crimson like this, leaning on the table at the door and laughing.

But the deep red laughter fell on Meng Yufei's ear, only horror. The voice was originally frivolous and charming, but it seemed to be with a guilty conscience.

"You came out." Jiang He turned around and looked at her quietly.

"I haven't seen you in a long time, why are you so cold to me?" Crimson moved closer, and even raised his hand to touch Jianghe's cheek, but it was not affection that flashed in his eyes, but Meng Yufei felt chilly. murderous look.

Jiang He was unmoved, reaching for Crimson's wrist and saying, "I have always been like this."

"Which way? I still like the way you used to be. Unfortunately, most of the men in the world are negatives. I haven't come in for so long. You didn't come to see me. I had to come out and find you." Crimson sat on his lap. His eyes glanced at Meng Yufei and said, "Are you right?"

Meng Yufei felt that, whether it was right or not, this matter had nothing to do with him.