The Trial Game of Life

It is easy for mice to sacrifice, but it is difficult to do.

He used mind-reading technique to avoid everyone, sneaked back to the well of time, and found a corner cat. Looking at the probe, the Well of Time was only five or six hundred meters away from him, but he did not dare to go out easily, because Rong Yi arranged people around the Well of Time to guard against death.

Rong Yi is a wise man, and the mouse believes that the brother of the **** slaughterer Yan Yun, the famous time master, will not guess his intention. As long as he dared to rush to the well of time, Rong Yi would definitely block it.

The characteristic of the time master is that as long as he sees any room for recovery, even if it is 0.001 seconds, he can save it.

How can I avoid Rong Yi?

The mouse was thinking seriously, and his eyes were straying, but he didn't see Tang Cuo and Chi Yan. The little Doudings were gone, maybe they were hidden, but the mouse sensed it carefully with Mind Reading and heard no sound.

Where did they go?

The mouse thought carefully, but did not figure it out, and then gave up. He looked carefully at the magic of the flowing time, which was obviously a beautiful scene, but made him a little scared.

In the long life of the mouse, although he has never really seen the magic storm, and has never been a magician, he vaguely listened to others mentioning this thing. It is terrible, the riot of the purest magic element is a force of nature.

If it were not for the system to let the mouse die in this way, the mouse would never choose that way. Magic Storm will not only devour him, but also everyone here, the bones are gone.

So the mouse only told Zheng Yingying the first half of the mission and swallowed the words about "Magic Storm". The mouse can understand Zheng Yingying's heart, she still won't kill Chi Yan and Tang Cuo.

Who else is in the palace now?

Rong Yi must be there. Zheng Yingying is gone. How many of these four people, Chi Yan, Tang Cuo, Yan Yun and Leng Miao, have left? It would be great if Yan Yun was there, the mouse really wanted to blow him up directly.

This **** blasphemer, he hated it more than k.

He actually lied to me.

Let me pay my respects to a false god, his rubbish.

Stinky shit.

The mouse scolded in his heart, and once thought about whether he could cooperate with Rong Yi. He can let Rong Yi leave the underground palace, and then go to death, as long as they do not tell Yan Yun, everyone secretly go out, leaving him alone to be killed here.

But he thought about it, after all, Yan Yun was Rong Yi's brother, and the mouse felt that the possibility of cooperation was not high. If he went out to talk about cooperation, it would be a netizen.

Thinking about it, the mouse still thinks it's better to find another opportunity. Waiting and waiting, the opportunity came, a group of Rose sect found this place, the two sides fought without incident.

When the scene was chaotic, the mouse was given a chance to fish in muddy water.

At the same time, Zheng Yingying happened to be near the exit of Di Gong. The distance between her and the mouse was close to the well of time and far away from here, so she spent more time on the road than the mouse, and just as she was about to leave, she suddenly heard a voice not far away.

Someone.

Zheng Yingying immediately hid behind a pillar, tightened his cloak, and looked out carefully, and saw that two knights of the Ivy League were talking and hurried off.

"Huh? What's there?" One of them found a faint light not far away and stopped. The other person hurried forward to investigate.

The bright light is the entrance where Yan Yun brought Zheng Yingying in. Zheng Yingying did not know the existence of the school auditorium, so he returned here. The two knights continued whispering as they probed the security at the entrance.

"I didn't expect there is really an entrance here, there must be an enemy coming from here!"

"We have to report the news immediately, and the magic storm."

"Yeah, who can think of the well of time under the ground like that, in case of a real outbreak, let alone the people above, for sure, the people underneath have to suffer..."

"Yes, we have to hurry up."

The two said that this would leave from the entrance. It can be said that sooner or later, a red shadow suddenly came from behind, unexpectedly putting the two down.

They only felt a whirlwind in front of their eyes, and just wanted to draw a sword, one of them found that the enemy's dagger was already resting on their neck.

"Don't move." Zheng Yingying shouted in a deep voice, "What magic storm? Make it clear."

At the same time, Tangcuo finally approached Cecilia's bakery, but the short distance of five or six hundred meters seemed to be an insurmountable sky.

His state was already terrible, and he did not fall down with the support of the sword of judgment. What's worse is that Yan Yun arrived with Leng Miao and Catherine at the same time.

Struck on both sides.

"Theodore, you really colluded with them!" Madame Catherine glared at Tang Cuo, apparently having regarded Yan Yun as his associate.

However, Yan Yun learned the lesson just now, and no longer talked much, directly ordered Leng Miao to stop Mrs. Catherine, and he attacked Tang Cuo himself.

To be honest, he is not willing to kill Tang Cuo here, which will provoke a big rebound. He also appreciates people like Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, so he sincerely hopes Tang Cuo can be soft and take a step back. .

But Tang Cuo still gave him the answer.

"Your person is really, except that the sexual orientation is curved, others are very straight." Yan Yun said.

This straight is not straight, but straight.

It is impossible for anyone in this world to lower Tang Cuo's head and make him bow down. When he was young, many people praised him for being smart, but derogating him was not smooth enough. His set of principles of doing things are often dismissed as fallacious, which does not meet the standards of this human society, and the persistence of right and wrong seems to be different from the standards of the general public.

Many people say that you will suffer a loss like this, but Tangcuo has never suffered a loss. If you bow your head in order not to lose money, that person should not learn to walk upright.

Many people also said that you can't use your own standards to ask others. Tang Cuo said that I am not interested in asking you because you are asking me.

The other party was angry and angry, and Tang Cuo punched him.

Everyone said he was a thorn, and only instructor Jin Cheng praised his punches beautifully.

"Don't you do the same?" Tang Cuo opened directly, a stroke of the star fell, and the long sword fell on the black umbrella that Yan Yun hadn't stretched out yet. The energy of the strong collision was like a spark, blowing up Tang Cuo's hair, illuminating his eyes extremely bright.

Looking up close at each other, Tang Cuo asked him again: "Are you willing to change or refuse to retreat, going all alone?"

"Yeah, so we had to win and lose." Yan Yun sighed and his smile became a lot lighter. It's a joy to have no need to say unnecessary words, and how Tang Tang understands his mind.

In Tang Cuo's eyes, Yan Yun could not see a trace of disgust or contempt, or hatred.

"Bang!" Rose Bomb shot, it was not time to take into account the identity violence and not to be exposed. What is the use of Tang Cuo, even if Mrs. Catherine will doubt him more, there is no way.

After the Rose Bomb was another string of magic, Tangcuo used this long-range attack as much as possible to give himself a chance to breathe, leaving him time to recharge.

The head is getting deeper and deeper, and the sword is getting deeper and thicker, and every effort must be made to do its best. Louis XIV kept silent, as if sitting on a high throne waiting for his defeat.

Tang Cuo didn't speak anymore, even if he was hit by a magic missile in his chest, his knees fell to the ground, and the stone slabs were broken. But he seemed to be really out of force, and the hand holding the hilt was trembling slightly. After several exertions, he could not stand up.

Yan Yun approached, his umbrella pointed at Tang Cuo, and he had accumulated a faint blue light. The magical light was always going away from the tip of the umbrella and went straight to Tangcuo. Yan Yun looked deeply at Tangcuo's eyes, but suddenly moved the tip of the umbrella away.

"Go." He turned and thrown out a new puppet, saying: "Pland, transfer Louis XIV to the puppet."

The puppet grinned like Tang Cuo with a smile, waving a needle in his hand as if to pull Louis XIV out of Tang Cuo. Tang Cuo raised his head and said the stubborn words: "I refuse."

When the words fell, a card suddenly slipped from his cuff, and he threw it like lightning. The energy fluctuation caused by the instant made Yan Yun all change.

The moment the light flashed on the card, Yan Yun immediately guarded the black umbrella in front of him, but unexpectedly no attack fell on him, as if the light was just light.

No, there must be a demon if something goes wrong.

In Yan Yun's heart, the alarm bell is a masterpiece, and without thinking about it, a magic attack hits Tang Cuo. But Tang Cuo suddenly became very sensitive behind him, and the feeling of weakness disappeared without a trace, but also slowed down a lot.

Especially those eyes are breathtaking.

Yan Yun felt a trace of fear in his eyes, and the attack was stopped by the Holy Light Shield, which did not cause any harm to Tang Cuo.

Tang Cuo shot the shield of Holy Light as a weapon to counterattack. At the same time, he struck Lengmiao and Catherine at once, and Catherine thought he was here to fight himself. He evaded quickly, but unexpectedly Tang Cuo passed him and went straight to Lengmiao.

Leng Miao was shocked, the two sides were facing each other, Tang Cuo's skills were launched-

"Ah!" Leng Miao stepped back with her head covered, and the whole soul seemed to be ejected from the body and came back. When he shook his head in pain, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear again.

"You copied my skills?" Yan Yun was surprised, and then he thought of something. He quickly opened the character panel again to take a closer look, and found that he did not plant any buffs, but the points were reduced by half. Because these points are the original owner of the body occupied by Yan Yun, in fact not Yan Yun earned it by himself, so he didn't pay attention to the specific values ​​at first.

Draw points, copy skills, this is a swallowed card?

[Greedy] The fifth card of the Seven Deadly Sins series. Consume half of the points and all skills of all players within 5 meters of the radius for their own use. The effect of using skills is halved for 5 minutes. Anti-bite effect: After use, all states of the player are halved. (Number of remaining 23)

The earliest owner of this card is Jiang He. He used this card to trigger a copy of "Man Under the Bed", hiding the crimson life box inside. After Crimson escaped from prison, this card fell on Tang Cuo, and he found the life box.

Tang Cuo hasn't taken it out for a long time. One is to use it when there are not many enemies around. It's a bit wasteful. The other is that this card has a counter effect, and it can't be used easily unless it reaches desperation.

Now Tang Cuo has an enemy in front of Yan Yun. It is not cost-effective to use it, but it can just solve his urgent needs. In the previous operation, he rudely added all the points to the "Intelligence" column, which saved his precarious mental strength and forced Louis XIV to force it down.

After a breath, Tangcuo used Yan Yun's skills to release Lengmiao. Because the time was too tight, he didn't have time to look at the skills one by one. He just glanced at them and found the skill that Yan Yun controlled Leng Miao by filtering keywords.

This is called attacking poison with poison.

The copied skills are only 50% powerful. Leng Miao had already shown signs of breaking away, otherwise Tangcuo could not succeed. And the duration of the copy skill is only 5 minutes, which means that Tang Cuo must end the battle within 5 minutes.

Now there are 4 minutes left.

It is a pity that the cards have not copied the "Light of the Origin" together. In the list of skills belonging to Yan Yun, most of them are the skills of the original owner of the body. A normal mid-level player, the skills are also very common.

As for the rest, the higher-level skills that can be judged to belong to Yan Yun are-

【Thirteen knives】

Category: Skills

Quality: Rare

Description: Players create their own swordsmanship. It is not a one-knife, two-knife, three-knife, or thirteen-knife. The owner of the knife likes this number.

The self-made skills will appear in the player's skill bar after being judged by Yongye City, just like Wen Xiaoming's self-made equipment. Yan Yun's own knife technique, no matter how many bodies he changes, this knife technique is engraved in his mind and will not be forgotten. And Yan Yun always wins, and also brings out the light of the origin, which often makes people forget-he is actually a swordsman.

As for the master of the body he uses now, he is a magician. Although all kinds of magic skills are not very powerful, but [Magic Missile] is very practical.

Tang Cuo quickly browsed and mastered these skills while playing, and used all the magic from his hands without any delay. The skill that Yan Yun uses on Leng Miao is called "Soul Imprint", which is also self-created.

In fact, Tang Cuo also has a similar skill, [Soul Shock].

He was bold and his thoughts turned fast enough. With his explosive mental strength, the two skills were almost simultaneously played, and the effect was stronger than the full version of [Soul Imprint].

Yan Yun just accidentally caught Tang Cuo's eyes, and he felt a tingling in his brain, and he stepped back, because Tang Cuo had taken this opportunity to kill him.

Using the western knight's sword to make Yan Yun's sword technique sounds very inconsistent, but it is not surprising that this sword technique is used in Tang Cuo's hands.

Tang Cuo even chopped several knives, and the knives were like turbulence, wide open and close, extremely fierce. Only listening to the sound of "thorn", Yan Yun's black umbrella surface was finally cleaved by the knife, exposing the umbrella bone that looks like black steel.

"Clang!" The arbiter's sword was cut on the umbrella bone, and the sparks were splashing.

Yan Yun couldn't help crying, but he lifted a stone and smashed his foot. Thirteen knives is the skill he knows best, who can think of Tang Cuo will use such a slip?

Come on, do modern people say that?

To make matters worse, with Tang Cuo now superimposed on extremely high intelligence points, some mind control skills or props are basically useless to him.

Leng Miao was also surprised.

After recovering his mind, he wanted to rush over for two dozen and one, fearing that Tang Cuo would die here, Jin Cheng would have to go crazy again. But Tangcuo didn't seem to need any help, so he concentrated on shooting Catherine.

This woman in the Ivy League is really hard to get around. Leng Miao has always hated Leng Miao.

Tang Cuo was more and more comfortable in that box, and his momentum was rising. This is also a side effect of [Thirteen Swords] skills. Thirteen is just an imaginary number, which actually refers to combos.

They are stacked one after another, as long as they are not interrupted, they will become stronger and stronger.

Yan Yun was beaten back several steps, but Tang Cuo still dared not take it lightly. Because he only has a short four minutes, and Yan Yun has not used the light of his source to this day, even the sword.

Only one and a half minutes left.

Tang Cuo still didn't pause during the quick shot, and while turning around, the blade crossed the palm, the blood increased, ruling Sheng Hui soared to the highest peak.

The weak state of the card skill is irreversible, and he must bet on it. Add all the crit skills, and in the case of continuous combos, [Skywalk] jumps and takes off!

The extremely strong energy fluctuations were like a violent wind rewinding, so that both Leng Muo and Catherine, who were 50 meters away, were affected. They had to stop the fighting action and reach out to resist.

As they looked over, a soft gleam lit from the center of the chaos.

The source of light.

Finally forced this skill out, Tang Cuo quickly retreated while connecting three shields of Holy Light, his face condensing. With only a sigh, Yan Yun threw a gleam in the palm of his hand. The gleam crossed an arc and ran towards Tangcuo. It seemed slow, but it distorted the space quickly.

It was a silent big energy, like the sun melting ice and snow, there was no exaggerated external performance at all, and even two shields of holy light were broken.

Yan Yun looked at Tang Cuo while keeping his hand extended, saying: "You're sorry now, it's too late."

Tang Cuo held the sword and still responded with silence.

Yan Yun shrugged his shoulders and slightly stretched his five fingers. The light mass cast a sudden increase, and instantly penetrated the third layer of Holy Light Shield. Leng Miao raised his throat in one breath. Although he did not want to make any friends with Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, it did not mean that he was really cold-blooded enough to watch them die.

So far, it's too late to catch up.

Leng Miao hurriedly threw out two air cages, but his speed could not be faster than light. And just at this moment of great success, an arrow brought a stronger and dazzling light.

At that moment, the light occupied the eyes of everyone, so strong that it made the eyes shed tears and broke the light group in an unstoppable posture. The scattered light group still has powerful energy, but it is not as powerful as when it was condensed. Tangcuo can resist it.

[Shooting the sun] Leng Miao remembers this attack, it is Jin Cheng!

Leng Miao raised his head and saw the familiar figure passing by above his head, and then he took another arrow in mid-air, and even the volley of beads pushed Yan Yun back. In addition to Jin Cheng, who has this coquettish posture.

"You are late." Leng Miao couldn't help but stab him.

"It's not too late." Jin Cheng fell to Tang Cuo's side and turned his head to confirm Tang Cuo's situation. He said, "I have been here for two minutes. I watched him play hard and didn't bother me."

Leng Miao thought carefully and understood. It's no wonder that Tang Cuo will retreat so completely in the face of the original light, only defending and not attacking, which is not in line with his fighting skills.

It turned out that Jin Cheng had arrived.

This **** dog male, wasting me two air cages.