Star Trace Gate

Inside the sacrificial chamber of the imperial camp.

Xing Tao and Guo Cai'er checked carefully on the left side of the blood pool, but did not find any mechanisms or clues.

The surrounding walls are hard and cold. There are no murals or written information on them. There is only a layer of green water droplets, as if they are moldy and rotten.

"Hiss~!"

From the gaps in the wall, red smoke continued to spray. I don’t know if it was a psychological effect or if the poisonous smoke really took effect. Both Xing Tao and Guo Caier noticed that they began to have chest tightness, difficulty breathing, and their overall mood began to become irritable...

In the center of the ceiling of the secret room, the fire was like a static, ever-burning lamp, and the light could not radiate to the corners of the room at all.

From Xing Tao's position, he could only vaguely see the figures of the groom and the scholar, but could not clearly see their facial expressions and subtle body movements.

In this extremely depressing environment, under the mission mechanism that requires the sacrifice of one person...

Xing Tao stared at the groom and the scholar's eyes, which unknowingly became bloodshot and bulging... revealing struggle and fear.

"brush……!"

At this moment, Guo Caier bent down with a small movement, and gently pulled out a shuttle about a palm long from a corpse hidden in a dark corner.

This thing has sharp ends and is small in size, just hidden in the cuffs. After Guo Caier got it, she immediately touched the blade with her thumb and it felt quite sharp.

"Groom, come here," Xing Tao felt Guo Cai'er poke his back with his hand, and then he reacted and called out in an unhurried tone: "Help me see what this is?"

On the right side of the secret room, after hearing the call, the groom clenched his fists and had a look of struggle on his face.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the scholar who was very close to him. He was motionless and seemed to be watching him too.

In an instant, sweat poured down from his temples.

The groom's Adam's apple squirmed and he swallowed unconsciously.

During this short few seconds of struggle, the scholar still did not speak, nor did he show any body movements to the groom.

"...Don't scream, I'm looking at something too." The groom gritted his teeth and directly rejected Xing Tao's simple and straightforward "invitation".

As soon as the words fell, Xing Tao and Guo Caier felt their hearts skip a beat. Their emotions became extremely excited, and their bodies even began to tremble unconsciously.

This is not the excitement of facing a happy event, but the extreme fear and nervousness.

After a very short silence, Xing Tao walked towards the front of the center of the blood pool, took the initiative to stand in the area covered by the long bright light, and glanced at the second corpse next to him with his peripheral vision. The unlucky guy had a rusty short knife stuck in his body.

"I don't think the walls of this secret room can be blasted open with an intercontinental missile. What the hell are we looking for?" Xing Tao shouted in an impatient tone: "Come here, let's study how to do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scholar walked up to the groom, facing him sideways, but not looking away: "We have been in for at least six or seven minutes, and at least half of the time has passed."

"Let's go over and do some research." The groom also greeted him intently.

At this time, the tone of the three people's conversations was all calm, a little irritable at most, but there was no sign of breaking their defenses or breaking down emotionally.

In such an environment, the emotions are so restrained, which often means...this is not everyone's truest reaction.

The groom and the scholar stepped forward and stopped three steps away from Xing Tao.

"What do you want to do?" asked the groom.

At this time, Guo Caier stepped forward and stood at the intersection of shadow and firelight, which was both blurry and definite.

"I think it's fairest to vote." Xing Tao leaned forward and spoke while stepping forward: "We use the fastest speed to vote out one person first, and then use the rest of the time to think of other ways. this is okay……."

"Don't move yet, stay away from that dagger." The scholar reminded kindly.

"What do you mean? You are thinking too much." Xing Tao raised his hands and explained with an urgent expression: "I don't mean anything else, it's just this level..."

"brush!"

Halfway through his words, his body suddenly turned sideways and his right hand directly grabbed the handle of the knife.

"Woo!"

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly resounded.

The scholar took out the iron rod hidden behind him and rushed towards Xing Tao's Tianling Cap without any warning.

"Oh!"

The iron rod fell, and after a muffled sound, Xing Tao felt severe pain in his wrist and instinctively retreated.

Almost at the same time, the groom's body, whose muscles were tense, crashed into Xing Tao like a cannonball.

He was so nervous and wanted to kill with one strike that he used too much force. After the collision with Xing Tao, the two of them rushed backward three or four meters and fell to the ground together.

"Snapped!"

There was a sound of fist hitting the face, and the groom immediately turned over, suppressed Xing Tao, and punched him twice in succession.

At the same time, Xing Tao raised his arms, strangled the groom's neck with both hands, and shouted with a ferocious expression: "Are you stupid for riding a horse?! Only one person is needed to sacrifice, and the three of us will win, so why do you take the risk?" ,ah?!"

The groom pressed his body, struggled with him with both arms, and replied with a red face: "Now it's 2 vs. 2, two men vs. one man and one woman. The chance of winning is very high. But if the scholar is gone, won't the entire imperial camp be special? Am I the only outsider left? This Dogecoin place doesn't play by the rules. I don't know how long it will take to leave. I can't give my life to others. I'm sorry, that woman is too weak, so I can only sacrifice it. She did."

"I'll ride on my horse and kill you!"

"what!"

Xing Tao roared angrily, and taking advantage of his height and size, he forcibly raised his knees and slammed into the groom's back.

"Gudong!"

The groom leaned forward and the two separated briefly.

Xing Tao didn't even think about it. After getting up, he grabbed the dagger directly and prepared to fuck the scholar. But as soon as he took two or three steps, the groom lay on the ground and hugged his feet like a dog-skin plaster.

Not far away, the scholar didn't have any thoughts of mercy at all. He raised the iron rod and hit Guo Caier's head very cruelly.

Unexpectedly, Guo Caier only dodged sideways but did not retreat.

The distance between the two people narrowed. Guo Caier took out a sharp shuttle from his cuffs and tried to stab the other person's abdomen with extremely subtle movements.

"brush!"

But who would have thought that the cunning scholar was just feinting. He suddenly took a step back, and with the light of the ever-burning lamp, he locked the weapon in Guo Caier's hand with one glance.

"Sure enough, you have a knife too, but who is Shapi? Huh?!"

The scholar's eyes completely lost the look that a person should have, only fierceness and urgency. He used both arms hard and swung out the iron rod in a daze.

One inch long and one inch strong, the iron rod spread out and struck, leaving Guo Cai'er nowhere to dodge, and it was difficult for the shuttle to get close even at a long distance.

"Woo!"

"Oh!"

Guo Caier was hit on the neck with a stick, and her petite body staggered two steps.