Life Hunter

Li Qingxian said nothing and continued to use life materials and cast spells.

Or take out a yellow talisman paper cup and drop a drop of blood, or take out a locust tree branch, or take out the hair from the corner of clothes, or recite something...

After a while, ten substitute wooden boys were made.

Later, Li Qingxian took the blood and some life materials of Song Baige and Wang Buku, and made a wooden boy for each of them.

Li Qingxian, who looked pale, looked at the yellow paper cup and carefully put it away.

These are the blood of good luck students, use a little less, and if you have the opportunity, use more.

Li Qingxian did not take action immediately, but restored his mana through the Thunder Dragon Fire Seal.

After his mana was restored, Li Qingxian sent a message to both sides: "Pass it on, I'm starting to test the gameplay and new rules of this game. I can't just waste it like this. In the end, the circle will shrink, and we may all die here. Next... …”

After a while, the voices of one person after another came back.

"Some people say that today's kindness will be repaid by dogs and horses in this life in life! After death, dogs and horses will be repaid in the next life!"

"Sun Qingtian said that if you go to Beilvlin in the future, they will have a stronghold in Changbai Twelve Mountains to welcome you!"

"The martial arts cultivators from Mo State said that if you go to the south, Prince Mu's Mansion will welcome you!"

"The Heavenly Demon Sect said that all of them owe you a life. In the future, the Demon Sect will target you, and they and their friends will never participate."

"The people in Luanhuang City said..."

Li Qingxian smiled and clasped his fists at everyone.

These people have no major repairs, no top forces, and no cowards.

Li Qingxian took a deep breath, put away everything, and pulled Wang Buku and Song Baige forward.

Song Baige and Wang Buku showed resistance, shaking their heads constantly to reject Li Qingxian, and followed Li Qingxian forward slowly.

The rest of the people did the same, pretending to be reluctant to be taken away by Li Qingxian.

After walking for a while, everyone saw that Li Qingxian was not petrified. They all breathed a sigh of relief and continued to cooperate with Li Qingxian.

The originally circular circle showed obvious changes.

The three fleeing rat-headed men quickly understood and fled in the direction of Li Qingxian.

The nearest cat-headed kid chased after him. Li Qingxian took a few steps quickly, let go of Wang Buku's hand, walked around the cat-headed kid, and took Wang Buku's hand again.

As a result, the cat-headed child was sealed out of the circle.

Everyone stared at Li Qingxian nervously.

Li Qingxian only felt a faint flow of air entering his body, part of it was attracted by the fate pattern obtained by Gui Village, part of it was attracted by the rattle, part of it entered the substitute wooden boy, and the last part flew into the distance inexplicably.

Li Qingxian vaguely remembered that the location seemed to be where Shen Xiaoyi, Meng Huaichuan and Yun Yunsheng were.

He lowered his head and glanced at the surrogate wooden boy in his arms. There were subtle changes, it seemed that there was some damage, but it was not serious.

Li Qingxian also observed the substitute wooden boys around Wang Buku and Song Baige's waists, but there was no change at all.

At this time, the cat-headed child who was isolated from the circle meowed twice angrily, and then walked around the circle.

A bright light burst out in everyone's eyes.

Li Qingxian used the transmission talisman to analyze: "I was not directly petrified, which means we did not commit a foul. However, I was slightly attacked, which means there will be a price to pay for doing so. Fortunately, Wang Buku and Song Baige were not affected. , which means that except for me, none of you will be affected..."

After listening to Li Qingxian's analysis, most people were relieved, while only a few were dubious.

Li Qingxian continued: "Now, we isolate the cat-headed children one by one to prevent them from absorbing the abilities of the rat-headed candidates over time..."

Li Qingxian moved again to isolate all the cat-headed children.

There were only three rat-headed candidates left in the circle.

The cat-headed children outside had no choice but to meow: "One meow, two meow, three meow..."

After singing, the rat-headed candidates had to step out of the circle and start running away.

A candidate with a mouse head passed by a child with a red handkerchief. The child with a red handkerchief suddenly smiled, bent down and put the handkerchief behind the candidate with a mouse head, and then slowly ran in a circle in the opposite direction.

Everyone who saw this scene was horrified. No one dared to remind him of the foul, not even Li Qingxian, who was dressed as a stand-in wooden boy.

The rat-headed candidate couldn't see the red handkerchief at all. He tried his best to avoid the cat-headed man and got into the circle again. Then he found that many people looked at him strangely.

He looked around and soon found a red handkerchief on the ground. Beside the red handkerchief, stood three smiling cat-headed children.

His whole body was hairy and he couldn't help but ask: "Is that red handkerchief placed behind me?"

Everyone looked at him without saying a word.

He glanced at the kid in red who was still running. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. If the handkerchief was his and he didn't pick it up, he would become a handkerchief kid.

But if you go to pick it up yourself, you will definitely be caught by the cat-headed man.

what to do?

Just when he hesitated to get close, the child in red ran around, grabbed the red handkerchief, and threw it away.

call……

The red handkerchief turned into a big red cloth, flew through the circle of people, and landed on the rat-headed candidate.

The rat-headed candidate transformed into a child in red, holding a red handkerchief, and walked out of the circle with a smile.

At this point, all the children wearing tricolor handkerchiefs have been replaced by candidates.

Li Qingxian continued to use the transmission talismans: "Previous candidates were able to trap the handkerchief children with spells. I think we can also trap the cat-headed children. But the bad news is that these children are obviously getting stronger and stronger. Our magic talisman magic warfare The poem may also fail. The problem now is that we don't know what the conditions for the end of the game are..."

Everyone was silent, not daring to express their guesses.

Wang Buku sent a message to everyone in the team: "It seems that everyone can guess that this game will continue to play, and people will continue to die until the death reaches a certain level, and the game will end."

"About how long have you been doing this now?" one person asked.

Wang Buku said: "It's been more than half an hour. Fortunately, no traitors were caught in the process, otherwise we would all be in trouble."

"continue……"

Everyone played the game silently. Whenever the cat-headed people rushed into the circle, in order to prevent them from sucking everyone's power, Li Qingxian took action to separate them.

Time passed slowly, and four times later, Li Qingxian's first substitute wooden boy broke into pieces and turned into sawdust.

Everyone looked at the falling sawdust in horror.

Li Qingxian's expression remained unchanged.

As the game continued, everyone became more and more experienced and figured out many little tricks. Slowly, no one died or became weird anymore.

In the end, the cat-headed people only had three teenagers and seven children, and did not continue to expand.

Just when everyone thought they finally had a chance to breathe, the stars in the sky suddenly trembled.

Everyone looked at the sky, and then at Li Qingxian.

At the same time, noisy children's songs came from all directions, and the whole strange city seemed to turn into a market in an instant.

"Grinding tofu..."

"Raise piglets, sell piglets..."

"Chop, chop, chop cabbage..."

"Popcorn, delicious..."

"Candied haws skewers..."

Everyone's scalp is numb. Do we have to make so many new games at the same time?