Watch Out! Danger Ahead

After about two quarters of an hour, the spiritual power of the trial space fluctuated again, and a new trialer entered the space.

The person who came was a tall young man, wearing a five-quarter sleeved samurai robe, showing strong wheat-colored arms and a muscular chest.

This person has long, slightly curly hair that is head and shoulders, which is reddish, and the spiritual power on his body is like a heat wave, almost showing a substantial red shadow.

"Oh-" As soon as he entered the trial space, after turning his eyes in the space, he saw Song Qingxiao and the first girl who entered the space 8 and then grinned.

Just after uttering a syllable, the spiritual power in the trial space fluctuated again, and new people entered here.

Song Qing's eyes flashed, and he remembered the time when the trialer entered the trial space this time.

The newcomer is also a tall man, who is as strong as a bear compared to the number three who has just entered.

There was great movement while panting and walking, and every time I took a step, I made a ‘pop’ when my footsteps fell.

This breath is weird, his eyes are dark red, his face is full of beard, and the breath that it emits is more like a monster than a person.

No. 3 turned his head and glanced at this person, frowned quickly, and then smiled again:

"It's a coincidence."

"Huh!" The man who came in gave him a faint look with a vigilant look, then raised his leg and walked straight to Song Qingxiao's left hand, ignoring the others, and sat down on the ground.

The number three took a look at the number four with interest, and finally touched his nose, learning the appearance of a few people, and turned around and walked in the direction opposite to the number four.

The few people were silent, but they all looked at each other secretly.

According to Song Qingxiao's estimation, the average strength of the four people who participated in this trial should be at the level of the Distraction Realm.

And she noticed that the four trialers who entered at present, regardless of the order of entry, followed the method of entry. It was not so much a one-person entry, as a one-to-one entry.

She and No.1 only seemed to come with their front and back feet. When she entered, No.1 had obviously entered the space not long ago.

If it were a coincidence that she and No. 1 entered at the same time, it would be much more obvious when the two of No. 3 and No. 4 entered.

Two pairs of trialers were put in at the same time. Is there any implication in them?

As she thought about it, time passed by little by little.

After about twenty minutes, fluctuations again appeared in the trial space, and another person was sent into this trial.

This time there were two human figures coming in at the same time. The moment they appeared together, they seemed to be shocked at each other, and powerful auras erupted between each other.

The gray mist overflowed under the impact of the spiritual pressure, and a man and a woman came in behind.

The man has a fair complexion and a medium build, but his face is full of righteousness.

He wore a long cyan dress like a robes, his hair was rolled up, he had a neat short beard, his back was straight, and his whole person was like a long sword, exuding something you dare not look at. Sharp air.

The female is exquisitely built, wearing a black robe, her skin is as crystal clear as snow, and her long curly hair is dyed in flamboyant and coquettish purple, hanging down beside her like seaweed.

The two breaths are completely opposite, one is righteous and the other is coquettish. After entering each other at the same time, they glanced at each other, and each showed a look of disgust.

Song Qingxiao was in the trial, and it was not that he had never seen a scene where the two appeared at the same time.

During the trial of escaping the terrorist camp that day, a man and a woman also appeared in the trial grounds at the same time.

But the situation at that time was obviously different from that at this time. In today's trials, every pair of trialists appeared almost at the same time, which was extremely strange.

In addition to her and No.1, No.3 and No.4 also found clues, glanced in the direction of Song Qingxiao and No.1, but remained silent.

The 5th and 6th, who came in last, gave way to each other. They looked around and seemed suspicious in their eyes.

As soon as the two of them came in, Song Qing's small Zhihai sounded a mission reminder: to obtain a pure heart.

Mission completed: 10,000 points will be awarded.

Once the reminder of the trial mission came out, it proved that the mission should be six people.

The six people who entered the trial space, including Song Qingxiao, each had a cultivation level above the Distraction Realm, which was enough to prove the danger of this mission.

And two people appearing in the task at the same time, this is very likely to be a kind of reminder.

Among the six people, she and No.1 appeared at the same time. The current common point between the two is that they are all women. As for No.1's secret skills and abilities, Song Qingxiao is still unclear for the time being.

However, the common points of No. 3 and No. 4 are both males. The spiritual power of No. 3 is more obvious, and the spiritual power attribute is fire, which happens to be defeated by Song Qing's abilities.

As for the appearance of No. 5 and No. 6, it seems to break the rule that the first two groups appearing at the same time are all of the same sex, as if implying that the previous two groups of teammates appearing at the same time are all of the same **** is just a coincidence.

With the two latecomers, out of the six trialers, there are exactly three women and three men.

She raised her head and glanced in the direction of No.1. At this time, No.1 also seemed to have received a reminder of the task. She should have thought of something with her, and it happened to be looking up at her.

The two of them squinted their eyes when they met.

The others were silent for a moment, and then the long curly hair of No. 6 that appeared last suddenly sneered:

"It seems that coming early is worse than coming by coincidence."

When she said this, she languidly pulled her waist-long curly hair away, and glanced around charmingly:

"I'll go one step ahead." At this point, she glanced at the man dressed as a master who appeared at the same time with her in disgust:

"Stay here, there is always an unpleasant stench."

She meant something to say, and before the green robe could grow out, she flashed her figure and ran straight into the thick fog.

As soon as the woman left, the Dao Master Qingpao also sneered, and then jumped out in the other direction.

No. 1, No. 3, and No. 4 stood up at the same time, and the mist in the trial space quickly dispersed.

‘Boom, boom, boom--’

The tranquil atmosphere was broken, and a noisy sound came from Song Qingxiao's ears, as if something was rubbing against the object and moving quickly.

The sound of the ‘whistling’ wind rolled up the whirlpool, and faint breathing and talk and laughter were heard in the distance.

She seemed to be confined in a narrow space, and there seemed to be a lot of aura around her, and a few gloomy, malicious gazes seemed to fall on her, making her vigilant.

Realizing that the surrounding environment might not be ‘safe’, Song Qingxiao immediately kicked his legs forward, patted his palms down, and at the same time sat up straight and opened his eyes.

She kicked her feet on the same heavy object and made a loud bang.

‘Kang Dang’ something bends and deforms under the sweep of her legs, and all the breathing stops instantly, as if everyone’s eyes fell on her.

"Song?"

A puzzled female voice rang, as if she didn't understand why Song Qingxiao suddenly made such a big noise.

Song Qing's small pupils shrank, and after her lips were tightened, she quickly glanced around. The first thing that came into her eyes was a table that had been kicked and deformed.

The table was supported by an unknown metal pillar about the thickness of a wrist, but this thing was so defensive that it buckled and deformed under her kick, causing the tabletop to tilt to one side.

There were a few tea utensils on it. After the table top was tilted, the tea bowl was slanted, and the water inside was as if imprisoned, and no drop was spilled, which really surprised her.

Her strength is not small. After entering the middle level of the distraction realm, the power of the physical body is once again tempered. It is reasonable to say that even if it is an emergency, even a general defensive magic weapon can kick her. Damaged under.

However, the table and chair are not known what they are made of. They seem to have a very strong defense. Under such a kick, it is not only not destroyed, but only bends.

The woman sitting opposite her seemed to be startled by her sudden behavior. She opened her mouth slightly and stared at Song Qingxiao with a surprised look. It was obvious that she had made the exclamation before.

This is a blonde and blue-eyed woman with extremely deep facial features and exotic amorous feelings.

She wore a set of pure white clothing, embroidered with silver threads on it, tightly wrapping her plump breasts, and as she breathed up and down, the silver lines on the clothing also shone darkly, as if she had come to life.

After two more glances, it seemed that the consciousness was about to be sucked in. The more I looked at this woman, the more tender and affectionable I felt.

There is a weirdness on this clothing, it seems that a special prohibition against God's consciousness has been used.

As Song Qingxiao became sober, such a restriction would naturally not affect her spiritual consciousness for her.

She raised her head and saw the people sitting on the left and right sides and across from her.

Among these people there are several familiar faces who have met in the trial space earlier, except for the sixth purple-haired girl who left the earliest, everyone is actually here.

They also seemed to have just arrived not long ago. They only awoke under the sound of Song Qingxiao’s previous kick, but they didn’t make a sound of their tacit understanding. Instead, they watched Song Qingxiao’s noises coldly, seemingly thinking Take the opportunity to find out where you are and who you are.

In addition to the testers, there are many strangers who have isolated every tester.

Everyone sat together in the shape of ‘Return’, sitting in a circle around the long table, so Song Qing’s small move suddenly attracted the attention of the people present.

She was in danger for several times in the trial, so at the moment she entered the trial, after sensing that the breath of the person next to her was not an ordinary person, she just subconsciously reacted.

Under the expressions of other people either unhappy, or surprised, or hostile or wary, Song Qing slowly retracted the kicked long leg without changing his face:

"It's okay."

She seemed like nothing had happened, and she didn't show embarrassment because she kicked the table.

On the contrary, when the other people staring at her saw her calm reaction, they looked like they were making a fuss, and they moved their eyes.

Song Qingxiao took this opportunity to stare at these people openly, striving to keep in mind every detail and character of the scene environment.

At the rectangular table that was kicked by her, a total of seventeen people were seated, including five testers.

In other words, in addition to the testers, there are a total of twelve indigenous people in the trial scene.

These people are not only high-looking, high-nose and deep-eyed, they also have the characteristics of the Western European empire.

Her gaze flicked across the faces of these people one by one, and everyone who met her gaze looked different.

Some people sneered, some were expressionless, and others were smiling, but their eyes flashed with disgust and greed.

Of course, some people were startled for a moment when she looked over, and then showed a kind of smile.

These men and women of different ages seem to be very familiar with each other, but they are not friends.

In general, this team seems to be extremely weird, and it feels to Song Qingxiao that they are both defensive and disgusted with each other, but they seem to have to get together for some reason.

They carried a kind of weird power, which was completely different from the feeling of spiritual power, but it made Song Qingxiao feel dangerous and depressed.

Everyone seemed to be on a speeding train. When she entered the trial scene earlier, she heard the violent sound of ‘rumbling’, which was the violent sound of the train wheels rubbing against the rails.

There was only one table in this section of the carriage. Seventeen people, including the tester, all sat around the table, occupying one carriage, and there were no other people.

Under such circumstances, the most important thing is first of all to find out the identity of the tester.

Song Qing Xiaoyi made a noise, attracting everyone's attention.

The rest of the testers made it clear that they would pretend to be deaf and dumb, and would not rush to speak out before the situation was unknown.

I am afraid that the four of them have already seen through the twelve people in front of them. They are not ordinary people. It is just this time to see their attitude towards Song Qingxiao, and then decide how to respond.

She turned her gaze, and finally dropped her gaze on the woman who made the noise, revealing a faint smile:

"I just had a nightmare, thinking it was in danger."

Her words were true and false, which obviously won the trust of the twelve people in front of them.

After hearing her answer ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ these people's faces did not show any surprises, but they seemed to be quite normal.

Their performance caused a trace of doubt in Song Qingxiao's heart, as if everyone's journey was indeed dangerous, so everyone didn't care about her nightmare.

"Child, it's still early." An old man in his seventies showed a gentle smile when he heard her words.

He left his ears with slightly curly hair and combed it back, revealing the wrinkled heaven.

The old man wore a red robe-style cloak with a weird totem embroidered with silver thread.

These totems carry a certain strange power of thought. Under Song Qingxiao’s gaze, the silver patterns seem to have come alive, like slender silver snakes that shuttle and entangle, and they flash out with the light as they move. The oppressive power of the heart.

But after her divine consciousness shifted, and her consciousness became clear, the oppressive power seemed to gradually fade away.

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