The Trial Game of Life

Meng Yufei died.

In the deafening cheers, one gift after another was dropped, and even the audience directly dropped the small pixel squares, green, red, and blue.

The rest of the players looked itchy and unbearable, but no one dared to step forward.

"Don't distract yourself." Peng Mingfan and Qian Wei back to back, reminded. Qian Wei hurried back to his mind, while marveling at the brilliance of the big brother, while continuing to fight the mobs, there were envy, but he did not dare to be jealous.

This is true of Qian Wei and other people. The entire stadium suddenly became silent, and only the little devil continued to chatter excitedly, looking at Jin Cheng’s eyes as he looked at rare treasures.

No. 10 and others were subconsciously far away from Jin Cheng.

Tangcuo was a little further away from him.

Jin Cheng sometimes doesn't really know what the apprentice is thinking, "What are you hiding from?"

Tangcuo "followed the stream."

Jin Cheng "You come to me."

Tangcuo "Oh."

Jin Cheng was smirked by him, and he solved a few mobs coming over, pointing at something on the ground and letting him pick it up. Tang Cuo didn't care and asked, "Is there anything that can detoxify?"

Jin Cheng "Are you poisoned?"

Tang Cuo "health limit dropped to 40."

Jin Cheng "Are you mad at me?"

Tang Cuo wasn't intentional. It was this broken game. It was just like this. But there was really nothing in the pile of things that could detoxify, so Jin Cheng took out an antidote to him.

This medicine was sold at the official pharmacy of Yongye City for 3 points, but Tang Cuo was not willing to buy it.

After drinking the medicine, Tang Cuo's upper limit of health was slowly restored, and he also picked up things honestly. Jin Cheng took the green and red squares himself and gave the blue one to Tang Cuo, which added defense value.

As for the things on the ground, the two did not take a closer look, picked up everything they could pick up, turned around and killed the little monster.

At this time, eight players such as Qian Wei were still advancing ahead, and Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo stayed behind. Tang Cuo does not have a big attack on the range, so he is mainly responsible for picking up leaks.

Picking up leaks is also a technical task. How to stop all the fish in the net without disturbing teammates will test his flexibility and the tacit understanding of the two.

The team continued to advance.

For half an hour, Qian Wei and others played without any worries.

But the endless killing of monsters makes everyone tired.

"When is this head..." No. 9 panted, looking at the road and the mobs of mobs with no end in sight, his scalp tingling.

The **** the 10th once again offered a paper boat-like prop, trying to fly over with her teammates. There are no flight restrictions here, but as soon as the three of them boarded the ship and took off, they attracted all the hatred of the mobs. The Goblins glowed with red eyes, throwing knives at the spaceship. Throwing the knife is not enough. They piled up the Luohan in a swarm and piled up like a hill to desperately pull the spaceship.

It crashed in less than three minutes and was falling into the mobs.

Qian Wei looked at the scene that seemed to be submerged by the tide, and cold sweat oozed from his back. When the trio of No. 10 was killed from the mobs, they did not die and took off their skins. Their combat power was greatly reduced.

"What should I do?" Qian Wei looked at Peng Mingfan, "Do you want to use that?"

Peng Mingfan's condition is slightly worse than him, but his expression is calm, "Wait."

Ten minutes later, the speed of the team's advancement was visibly slowed.

At this time, three hours from the task, and the last 45 minutes.

The No. 6 Geely suit was carrying a rocket launcher, his hands were shaking, and the frequency of firing was gradually decreasing. "No, the energy is not enough!"

A green square rose again in the mob, and the **** the 10th picked it up, and turned back, "There is no way to rest here, just hold it again!"

"Everyone seems to be approaching the limit." The little devil looked down and admired the disoriented faces with satisfaction, lengthening his tone and saying, "How long will it take to reach the end? Guess if I will?" Tell you? Hahaha, I won’t tell you!”

"Keep killing!"

"let's hit!"

"The devil city's pets must have the sharpest minions and the fiercest posture. Only by sticking to the last can you get a rich reward! It deserves the warmest applause!"

"Everyone." The little demon flies high again, "let's look forward to it together!"

The audience is boiling, the more excited they are, the more excited the mobs are. Those crimson eyes stared at the players, rushing towards them more frantically.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo rushed forward at this time to complete the exchange with the rest of the players. In this way, the one rushing to the front becomes the two of them.

Jin Cheng is full of bowstrings and has a rare solemn expression.

"Zheng——" The sound of the piano resounded, bringing a tragic and sorrowful gloom. The moment the bowstring cuts the finger, the blood drops and the sound wave is amplified again.

It was a surging attack like a sea wave.

Suddenly, the mobs were turned upside down, clearing more than ten meters of open space. And because there were mobs constantly coming in front, those who were attacked by sound waves and crashed together still piled up into a wall.

The mobs screamed, and red blood flowed down the wall. Tang Cuo quickly overcame the wall and killed him, holding a knife in each hand, and the knife fell in his hand.

Jin Cheng also followed, but he didn't stay much, he killed alone, and then he did the same.

Walls of little monsters erected from side to side, sometimes like a small earthen bag, the dead were pressed and alive, the front was blocking the back, the hordes of mobs were divided, and then Tangcuo was quickly harvested.

Qian Wei's mouth became o-shaped.

Peng Mingfan was also frightened, but he was always more suffocated, snapping Qian Wei's shoulder, "Don't be dazed, there is still behind!"

The rest of the people also awakened. The monsters behind were cleared up by Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, but as the monsters were continuously resurrected, the killing could not be completed. Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo's rapid inspiration inspired them, and the momentum just fell has picked up.

"Kill ah!" No. 6 started to cheer herself up, and the rocket artillery turned off, so she could only get on herself.

At this time, there are three hours before the last 28 minutes, the end point is unknown.

The monster spectators watched hard, and gifts and small cubes were dropped, but most of them were useless goods. Players are desperately fighting mobs, and they have to work hard to distinguish gifts, one head is two big.

Peng Mingfan finally picked up a useful thing, or a basket of black coal **** that could not see the specific material. The **** the 10th is a fire power, and just before the ignition star is on it, the coal ball exploded.

"There are explosives! Come and help!"

As soon as everyone heard the explosives and explosives came their spirits, they gathered together and used this basket of explosives and explosives as a line of defense to throw wildly into the mobs.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The Goblins who came from behind were constantly flying off, defending the line, but the smell was not good. Qian Wei's face was green, and he couldn't help but say, "Will this monster be shit?"

The girl at number 10 "shut up."

Qian Wei shut up. He felt that he might be naturally guilty of violating women.

Tang Cuo in front of him also sacrificed props, which he picked out from the wave of gifts he had just picked up-an ink card, shooting stars.

Tangcuo held the card in **** and stood on his chest. As soon as the thoughts moved, the card suddenly lit up, and the falling stars fell like rain, dragging the dazzling tail light into the small monster group, killing countless.

This is the method of use that Tang Cuo observed after Meng Yufei shot-the card can be activated without being thrown.

Of course, Meng Yufei's shot is more sophisticated, with a wave of skill to launch, the launch time is almost negligible, and almost no one sees where that card is.

The cards of Yongye City are consumables, but the number of uses is different. When Tangcuo got the tarot card, he only used it once, which was directly felt when his finger touched the card.

The spherical lightnings that Meng Yufei got from Cheng Ke were used more times, but their initial value was several times, and Tang Cuo did not know.

This time the ink card meteor swell, the number of uses is 3

Good steel is to be used on the blade, Tang Cuo puts his cards away and kills Jin Cheng again.

The players behind succeeded in winning a breathing opportunity for themselves with a basket of "explosives". After eating a few pixel cubes, they regrouped and continued to advance.

At this point there is a three-hour base goal, and the last 13 minutes.

No. 9 can't hold it anymore. He slipped twice on the tightrope link, and he used too much strength, and his strength was not strong. This one-and-a-half hour non-stop daemon not only consumed a lot of his physical strength, but also made him injured.

Healing potions and small cubes can suspend his health. It is not only his body but also his will that can be frequently injured. Mental fatigue is often irreversible.

"Boom." Number 9 fell.

As his teammates, No. 2 and No. 11 quickly came over to pull him, which only prevented him from being surrounded by mobs. The two of them hurriedly dragged No. 9 behind them, and their spirits were already strained to the limit.

"Brother hold on, it's about to arrive!" The 6th auspicious suit passing by was also exhausting like a dead dog. It was better to cheer them than to cheer them on.

Everyone gasped, sweat slipped down his cheeks, and the wound hurt.

Tang Cuo's temples were also wet with sweat, holding the knife in both hands, breathing a little, his eyes still cold. He was thinking about the question, "The end point hasn't appeared yet. Will it end in three hours?"

Jin Cheng "Maybe not."

Tang Cuo's lips tightened and he stopped talking.

Jin Cheng looked at the player behind him and said, "The trigger condition for customs clearance may be that someone has reached the end point."

A major feature of Yongye City-customs clearance always depends on guessing.

"Are you going?" Tang Cuo raised an eyebrow.

"You don't want to go with me?" Jin Cheng also raised an eyebrow. "If you haven't cleared the customs in three hours, those in the back may collapse."

Tang Cuo kept moving in his hands, chopping down a few mobs one after another, and didn't care, "You are faster by yourself."

Jin Cheng smiled, "This is also true."

The fighting mode of Yongye City is not the same as in reality. At Tangcuo’s current level, I am afraid that Jin Cheng will be dragged behind. Neither of them are nonsense lovers, nor the "youjuiju" greasy and crooked set. Once there is a decision, the figures are staggered.

Jin Cheng moved at full speed and no longer wanted to open the way for those in the back. The speed was naturally much faster. Tang Cuo retreated a little later and merged with Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan.

"Brother, where is he going?" Qian Wei was slightly anxious.

"The finish line." Tang Cuo said concisely and glanced at the rest of the people, saying, "It's not always possible to pass the customs after three hours. There will be a reward at the finish line. You can do it yourself."

After finishing the language, whatever the other people say, Tangcuo no longer cares.

The **** the 10th looked pensive and consciously glanced at Tang Cuo while dare to blame. After a few minutes, she finally decided to fight for the finish line. She has always been very hard. Although the two companions hesitated, they still took some props to her, covered her and escorted her away.

No. 2 was anxious, "What should we do if they are all gone!"

No. 3 is also very anxious, but No. 10 is his teammate. Of course he said, "What can I do? Keep playing! If you have the ability, you can compete for the ranking!"

Between the speeches, another wave of mobs rushed over. Several people beat and hid, and without two combat powers, the fight became more and more difficult. Tang Cuo's score clearly shows that these people are not strong enough, and they consume too much. I'm afraid they can't continue to charge forward, and they can only seek stability.

On the 2nd, No. 2 gnawed at the mud and saw two little monsters, Qi Qi, quickly went to block it, and opened a big gap in his arm. He screamed in pain, trembling out of the treatment potion and drinking it. The injury was not good, and the mob came again.

"I'm going to **** you!" No. 2 kicked his leg, but he accidentally kicked the monster to No. 3.

"What do you mean?" No. 3 instantly angered.

The unkillable mobs stopped the infighting that almost broke out.

The 6th auspicious suit hurried to the two to separate them. At this time, the infighting was obviously extremely irrational, hurting others. But everyone's spirit has reached the limit, and at this moment, the little demon above his head began to laugh again, the laughter was sharp and harsh.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha is finally going to fight? I like to watch this kind of dog bite dog play, the audience of Devil City, do you like it!"

"Aoao Aoao!"

"￥￥!"

He responded to the mountain tsunami.

Five minutes away from the three-hour base goal.

Tang Cuo was not interested in peacemaking. He raised his hand and meteorite blasted away a piece of pure land, and turned to ask Peng Mingfan, "Can I still fight?"

Peng Mingfan gasped for a few seconds before answering affirmatively, "Can play, but can last up to twenty minutes. We still have a group attack."

twenty minutes.

At Jin Cheng's speed, maybe enough.

Tang Cuofei swept across both sides and said, "If you can't hold it, go to the window to hide."

Qian Wei looked at the crowd of monsters crowded in the window, and his heart was stunned, "Can this work?"

Tang Cuo "try."

Qian Wei gritted his teeth, "OK, try it!"

Who is not a warrior yet!

The final struggle kicked off. In five minutes, long or short, everyone waited for the familiar bell to ring with a heart-but no.

Five minutes passed, nothing.

"When will it take us to fight?!" No. 2 is about to collapse. No. 9 has fallen out once more than he got in. He sat on the ground for a long time and didn't get up.

Qian Wei just listened to the sound, and was almost hit by the mob. When Tangcuo's words sounded, he jumped into the window beside the road.

The monster viewers didn't expect the stubbornness at all, and they were squeezed out by him, and there was uproar. Qian Wei himself was cold and sweaty, unsure, afraid of being beaten.

He couldn't understand the grunting language. The hairless and hairless touch was also very strange. He squeezed inwards with fear, while blowing hair on the top of his head, chanting inwardly.

A monster reached out to him, and he was a shocking spirit, and the ghosts held him in a dilemma, shaking vigorously up and down, "Hello, hello! Long time no see!"

"Lying Groove??" No.6 Geely was shocked. What surprised him even more was that the monster viewers in the window didn't really shoot Qian Wei.

Okay brother!

No. 6 followed and squeezed into the window. No. 2, No. 11 and others followed suit.

The little devil was anxious. "How can you do this? This is illegal and not good! The competition is not over yet. How can you be so ridiculous?"

No one ignored him.

The little demon pointed his finger at Tang Cuo again, "No. 12!!!"

Tang Cuo hung on the window edge more than three meters above the ground. He tried harder and jumped into the group of small monsters in front of him. A small monster kicked and kicked, learning Jin Cheng to dance on the shoulder of the small monster.

Jumping and jumping, he jumped on the window sill again.

A crowd of monster viewers was blocked behind him, and the scene was very chaotic. The little demon continued to go crazy, "No. 12!!! You come down to me! Come down!"

The reason why Tangcuo is so bold is valid.

He had tried twice before, once holding a monster's long nose and swinging, and once gave Meng Yufei as a shield. After two trials, the monster in the window did not run away.

Even if the second one was killed by Meng Yufei, it caused no waves.

"No. 12!!!" The little demon was so angry that he would not shout anything except No. 12.

At the same time, several kilometers away.

Jin Cheng finally saw the end of the legend, but at the moment he saw it, he appeared strange-because he returned to the Colosseum at the second level.

No. 1 was still lying on the track like a dead dog, just like Tang Cuo left, but he saw Jin Cheng who had returned. At that moment he thought that Jin Cheng was here to rescue him, and finally he ignited a lifetime of hope, struggling to get up from the ground.

Jin Cheng did not look at him, he stepped into the Colosseum, and suddenly found that there was no obstruction to the track at this time. In other words, he can go to any track.

So where is the end?

Is the third hurdle going back?

When thinking about it, a light screen suddenly popped up above the Colosseum, and at the same time a hollow pet toy ball with a bell inside fell down and rolled into the track.

"Jingle Bell."

"Start the championship battle, and the player who picks up the ball will win!"

The little demon seemed to hurried over, and the figure "boom" appeared in the air, eagerly reading the rules of the game on the light screen. When he was finished, he gave Jin Cheng a glance, leaving Jin Cheng's second monk puzzled.

Is this a distant relative of Mr. Crow? How to say love means love, if you say no, then you will not love again.

"You obedient pets deserve to go to hell!" The little devil flapped his wings, and finally recovered his arrogant posture.

Jin Cheng's mouth suddenly showed a bit of playfulness, disobedient? Was that little **** dead again?

No. 1 was stunned, because the toy ball was rolling, and it rolled to a place that was only five meters away from him-victory, within easy reach.