The Trial Game of Life (renjian shi lian youxi)

When the bell rang, Chi Yan finally squatted down to the person who secretly contacted George, Meng Yufei. It was a middle-aged man with a very ordinary look, and he wore a very obvious style of Yueyin Country, nothing special. He took away the note hidden under the stone brick.

Keeping in mind what Tang Cuo told him not to do, Chi Yan followed him from a distance, and finally discovered that he had entered a magic school.

There was a guard in front of the school, and the man brushed in, but Chi Yan was in trouble. It was at this time that he discovered the sneaky little Jack who was also sneaky outside the school. Although Chi Yan did not know him, he intuitively told him that there was a play.

“Hi, kid.” Chi Yan greeted him with a bright smile.

“Hush!” Little Jack jumped up quickly to cover his mouth, but it was still too late. The guard at the door looked over, glanced at Jack’s moment, and rushed over at a speed of eight hundred miles.

Chi Yan was shocked, not to mention Jack, as if his buttocks were on fire and ran away.

But guarding the uncle is so easy to deal with. When you are exposed to his sight, the tragic destiny is already doomed. “Ah!” Jack was bound by green vines and dragged back mercilessly.

The guardian snapped his fingers again, and little Jack was bundled into dumplings, and the passers-by at the school gate saw them one by one.

“Are you still running? Little Jack, this is your 99th truancy this year. You ran away. You dare to come back?” Guardian Uncle ruthlessly said, “Is Huang Sha filled your mind?”

Little Jack: “Today is a flower festival!”

It is inhumane not to have a holiday!

Little Jack reasoned to fight, in exchange for a burst of grief. Chi Yan grinned and touched his nose next to him. He didn’t know that he just spoke casually, ending a child’s dream of pursuing freedom.

“Who are you?” Uncle Guard finally noticed Chi Yan.

“Ivy League.” Chi Yan sacrificed the badge like Tang Cuo before. It was written in the item description. This was the amulet given by Augustine to Buzz. He felt like a sir when he took out the badge, which was very cool.

It was at this time that the Silver Guards arrived. Two teams of men and women, one team was stationed outside the school, one team entered the campus, and the team leader headed forward to explain the situation to the uncle of the guard, and spoke of Chi Yan to calm down.

“Principal”, he was actually the principal. Chi Yan secretly rejoiced in his heart. Fortunately, he didn’t choose to cross the wall, otherwise he would definitely die. It was also at this time that he realized that the Rose sect actually kidnapped His Royal Highness. What a prince is so miserable, he was kidnapped at the start, and might as well be arrested to go to school.

But the middle-aged man was obviously the undercover of the Rose Sect, but he entered the school…

Chi Yan’s little head turned around, hey, it was a little complicated, so he made a small report decisively, “Mr. Principal, I have something to tell you…”

The headmaster listened, and his face gradually settled, “That was the teacher of our school just now. If what you said is true, the penetration of the rose church party here may be deeper than we thought.”

The captain of the guard also said in a deep voice: “Your Majesty’s consciousness is that the safety of children must be the first priority.”

“I know.” The headmaster frowned deeply and glanced at Chi Yan. Chi Yan immediately stated: “Ivy League is willing to work for you, please believe us, eliminating evil is our constant purpose!”

After hearing that, Jack Jake couldn’t help bursting out a sentence: “Cool!”

The headmaster hated that iron could not be made into steel, and sealed his mouth together. However, with the words of Chi Yan alone, the principal could not believe him at all. He arranged for Chi Yan to enter the school together, accompanied by two guards, named Accompanied by Real Watch, and he himself dealt with the matter of internal rape.

Chi Yan knew that he was holding a good man card, so he was not afraid of surveillance at all, and even volunteered to send Jack to class. On the way, he couldn’t help but ask, “Since you are all truant, why come back?”

Little Jack lost the shackles of the vines, and the big lala replied: “Did you not hear that His Royal Highness was taken away? I want to come back to protect everyone, especially if Eve is so timid, in case she is also taken away What should I do?”

“Who is Eve?”

“Well, I don’t want to tell you!”

Jack Jake ran away, Chi Yan caught up, and saw that the boy’s ears were still a little red, and could not help sighing in his heart: It’s nice to be young.

But when they came to the classroom, there was no Eve in the classroom. The young female teacher told them that Eve did not come to school today and she took sick leave.

At the same time, Yao Qing’s magic array was finally drawn. He looked at the time, and there was a final five or six minutes before the one-hour time limit, which happened to catch up.

Without further ado, he immediately activated the magic circle, and when the magic circle shined, a figure came out of it. They are either dressed as bounty hunters, or dressed in magic robes, silent, cold, and mysterious, but they can look carefully, but there is fanaticism hidden in their eyes.

Yao Qing cautiously stepped aside and said nothing.

Suddenly, a strange noise came from the small courtyard outside the room. Everyone was immediately alert, the magician nearest to the door immediately withdrew his staff, and a “eye of exploration” was released, frowning slightly.

“Someone.” He turned his head and glanced at Yao Qing, then gave another companion a look. The man came forward immediately, the two cooperated, one quickly pushed the door, and the other jumped out with lightning.

The man outside the house made no noise, and everything was calm.

Yao Qing frowned, somewhat suspicious. This is an empty, empty house. No one should come in at random. Is it because he has exposed something?

Or guard inspection? No, if it’s a check, there should be a sound from the door.

Zuo Siyou thought something was wrong, Yao Qing stepped into the courtyard regardless of more and more people in the house. The moment he saw the scene in the courtyard, his pupils contracted suddenly, and the air pressure around him fell a bit.

Lying in the pool of blood, He Ran was a little girl, wearing a floral dress, and still had a **** rattan ball in her hand. She was like a fallen leaf in autumn, she died silently.

“Who let you kill?” Yao Qing said in a deep voice.

“She broke in.” the magician said before.

“She didn’t see anything at all.” Yao Qingtieqing looked at her, “You are doing so in vain and asking for trouble. If you die, someone will come to you soon, and this position will be exposed.”

The magician looked at him strangely, “Anyway sooner or later, they are going to kill, and there are more than one teleportation here. What are you doing so nervous, or say…”

Yao Qing sighed in his heart and remedied: “I just think you are not cautious enough. If something goes wrong, who is responsible?”

“Don’t worry.” The magician raised his hand to his chest, and his eyes were pious. “The great and immortal cause needs to bleed. No matter they or us, in order to welcome the king’s return, sacrifice is inevitable.”

Yao Qing: Damn, madman, you will die yourself.

At the same time, in the hotel on Sayuri Street, Tangcuo sat on the ground in a fixed posture and finally opened his eyes again. A deep, obscure spell came out of his mouth, and the air was wrinkled under the fluctuation of magic power.

A little shimmer gradually gathered on his side. Meng Yufei, who was still tied, endured the pain, frowned, and saw that the shimmer gradually outlined the figure of a little girl.

She looked a little dazed, and a blood line in her neck was clearly visible. The blood was flowing all the way to the Sepak takraw in her hand, stained with colorful silk threads.

High-level magic, [Summoning Undead] can summon undead for less than an hour, and the coverage is proportional to the player’s own mental strength. The tenth ring “Storm Sea” reward skills.

The Rose sect has planted spies everywhere, and has **** His Royal Highness. Tang Cuo uses the call of the undead with the idea of ​​giving it a try. Once successful, he can get the information of the other party directly from the mouth of the undead.

But he didn’t expect to call out such a little girl.

“What’s your name?” Tang Cuo looked up at her with a gentle voice.

“My name is…” She blinked, and it seemed she couldn’t remember it for a moment. After a few seconds, she said: “Eve. My name is Eve.”

Hearing the name, Tang Cuo was slightly startled. He remembers the name. Among the ninety-nine branch tasks in the first ring of “Death of the Poet”, there is a task called “Eve’s Bookmark”.

The bookmark is in a travel note, which reads: If you want to be a great adventurer, you must be brave, Eve.

Having settled his mind, Tang Cuo continued to ask: “Where did you just go? Who did you see?”

Eve tilted his head and thought back carefully, “I… I’m sick today, my mother won’t let me go out, and I know that I am playing sepak takraw alone at home. But the ball is not obedient and always rolls out, I just Keep chasing, chasing, chasing into the empty house next door, and then…I don’t remember…”

Tang Cuo: “Where do you live?”

Eve: “At 33 Wisteria Street.”

Tang Cuo: “I know, thank you.”

Eve: “Brother, I’m a little cold…”

“It’s okay.” Tang Cuo leaned forward and hugged her, raising her hand to the back of her head, letting her turn into a light point to dissipate. “Sleep just fine.”

The duration of the undead was 24 hours, but Tangcuo actively canceled the skill.

Meng Yufei just thought it was incredible, “This is undead magic, do you even get undead magic?”

The last person who used undead magic to stir up the night city was still crimson. Is Tang Cuo not a partner of justice? Why is he like a villain than me?

Tang Cuo gave him a cold look, and Meng Yufei shut his mouth decisively.

The next second, Tang Cuo did not stay, walked up from the ground, ready to leave. Meng Yufei couldn’t help but said to stop him, “Where are you going? What should I do?”

Tang Cuo turned back and said, “I’m going to kill someone.”

He drew his sword again and asked, “Do you want to die?”

Meng Yufei didn’t want to die, but he didn’t believe Tang Cuo would just let him go. Whatever it is to tie him to a chair and stay here, conspiracy, there must be conspiracy.