The March Hare paused for a long time, holding the umbrella tightly: "I want to live."

The expression she revealed in an instant made Luo Qiuxue in a trance.

It was as if he had seen this appearance and expression with his own eyes.

For a while, she couldn't remember when she saw a similar scene.

"What about you?" asked the March Hare.

"because……"

Luo Qiuxue opened her mouth, she just wanted to say that she wanted to live a perfect life.

But before the words came out, he had already shut his mouth.

She remembered where she had seen that familiar face before.

On the day of her tenth birthday, she collapsed in despair in a messy bedroom, a face riddled with holes was reflected on the shattered mirror.

Crying and laughing, the bitter expression is so peaceful, there is no hysteria, just a flat acceptance, and a deep unwillingness to hide.

Luo Qiuxue replied: "To live."

If it wasn't for experiencing the real feeling of being alive, she wouldn't leave so many wonderful splendors on the road of life.

March Rabbit raised her eyes, she opened her mouth, and then smiled: "I don't believe it."

"It's so fake," she said.

She added: "Even if it is true, you are different from me... What you call living is different from what I think living."

With an immature smile hidden deep meaning, she lightly waved her umbrella and said, "Come on, come on, I've talked a little too much... Rest is enough, after all, I still have to fight to the death, what's the difference in the result? I I will do my best, in order to win, in order to survive, I will do whatever it takes, so let go of your naive thoughts and come to me—"

As soon as the words fell, white light penetrated her chest.

"Eh?"

The March Rabbit made a suspicious voice. She looked at the chest on the right side, and there was a hole the size of two fingers. There was a burnt smell from the wound. The flesh was instantly charred, and the blocked flesh could not flow out of blood for a while. ...

She was slightly taken aback, and suddenly lost most of her strength, turning her head back with difficulty.

In the grass a hundred meters away, Braised Duck got up holding his gun. He took a deep breath and summoned up his courage to shout, "You're right...you can't be afraid of death. I'd rather be a real man for a few seconds." Don't be a coward all your life! I fired this gun! I'm a real man!"

The player Braised Duck was successfully persuaded by the player March Rabbit, and then he was very moved and shot him to death, proving that he was a real man for a few seconds.

Chapter 280

Comrade Braised Duck, who spoke from the heart of March Rabbit, was in a turbulent mood.

So he didn't want to be a coward, he wanted to be a hero, and then he took out his gun and shot her to pieces.

This series of operations can be said to be very wise.

The drama makes people a little dumbfounded at the same time.

The originally good atmosphere was completely ruined.

Expert players like Luo Qiuxue and Que Bu Nanfei couldn't help being stunned for three seconds.

At this time, the two players are a little hesitant. Is it a bit immoral to rush forward to collect the head?

I want to laugh, but I have to hold back...

March Rabbit was very aggrieved, and wanted to say that I didn't tell you, and everyone is a player, isn't it normal to have a few words every once in a while?Why do you take it seriously with thick eyebrows and big eyes?

The girl clutched at the wound, the wound pierced her right chest, not her heart, but it would definitely be a fatal wound on an ordinary person.

Although Shura Daoyu girl's vitality is strong enough, that weapon is not an ordinary weapon, it may be a weapon that has been fired, bursts of hot burning pain came from the wound, and the March Hare coughed up a mouthful of blood.

She couldn't support her body, and she couldn't help but fell to the ground just after taking three steps back.

Before landing, she leaned on a back.

The Mad Hatter stood there, leaning against the March Hare's back.

He lost one eye, half of his face was cut by sharp claws, and his whole body was covered with dozens of wounds, ranging from deep bone wounds to abrasions. The blood that flowed out was not much, but it seemed to be blood from a mountain of corpses. A half-dead man crawling out of the sea.

And as miserable as he looked, so was the miserable appearance of the white cat.

So when he retreated, the white cat didn't give chase.

"Huh, huh, huh..." March Hare gasped, coughing up blood.

"How long can you hold on?" The Mad Hatter's voice was a little fuzzy, half of the tip of his tongue was gone.

"Probably won't last long..." March Rabbit tried his best to hide his disappointed expression, even though the other party couldn't see him: "I'm sorry, I'm lagging behind again."

"No, you are always useful." The Mad Hatter's voice became calmer: "You will never let me down, so..."

"I know, I'd love to."

March Hare lowered his voice and said, "Kill me while I'm still alive."

While talking, Braised Duck had already raised his gun.

When everyone dared not act rashly, he had the courage to raise his gun and aimed at the two players standing together.

"It's not a loss to kill one, but it's profitable to kill two!"

Braised Ya stared at him, he was no longer looking forward to victory, he might as well take two more people away happily in the end.

People live for breath, don't eat steamed buns to fight for breath, what's wrong with playing games and being a reckless man!

He had made up his mind and was ready to shoot at any moment.

however……

"Stupid." The Mad Hatter didn't even look. "You weren't the one who hid till the end."

At the same moment, the moment before Braised Duck pulled the trigger, the ground broke open suddenly, and a huge black shadow protruded from the ground, dancing wildly in the wind, pulling out an afterimage, and directly aimed at the unsuspecting reckless man.

With a thumping sound, accompanied by the sound of bone shattering and flesh and blood exploding, the stewed duck's body split into two.

Within a breath, the flesh and blood were separated.

Brutal and bloody, eye irritating.

The gushing blood and corpses turned into a white air stream in an instant, and were drawn into the black giant shadow.

The scene that was enough to scare a child into tears immediately became ordinary, like a scene in a game.

But even if there is no blood dripping, this momentary change has awakened the vigilance of other players, and they no longer have the heart to tease.

Because the sneak attacking player had been sneak attacked to death in less than half a minute.

The one who attacked him was the No.7 player who never showed up.

This is actually a beast player.

The burning mansion collapsed, and a falling pillar illuminated a dark shadow.

Prehistoric creature, Titanoboa.

The dark green scales, the dark red eyes, the breathing letter, and the snake body as thick as a hundred-year-old tree, make people unwilling and forced to recall the psychological shadow when they first saw the python disaster.

This small one-kilometer final circle only accommodates half of its body, and it looks narrow and cramped.

Compared with it, although the white cat's size is huge, it is already acceptable.

How many players did it kill to grow to this appearance...

"I don't like snakes..." Feique pressed Shura to slash, and he suddenly wished that the knife in his hand was an immortal slash.

"I really like it." Luo Qiuxue looked at the giant python and sighed: "But I like Bai Suzhen."

"What a beast." Bai Ge said something that sounded inhuman.

"You are also a beast." The giant python replied, and the two sides taunted each other.

The threat of the Titanoboa is so great that all players are not calm.

It was hidden underground before, beyond the expectations of almost all players.

Except... those who know the prophecy.

Because it was already known, because it was all expected.

"It's all here, seven players in the final round." March Rabbit's voice was struggling, and his smile was very proud: "Although there is one more reckless man who doesn't know the so-called, but... it's the same as the calculation."

After removing three known players and adding a braised duck that was eaten, there are seven players.

Now that the six players remained was what they expected, but unfortunately there were still some accidents and deviations.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, there is only one final winner, and it will happen sooner or later.

The March Hare turned around slowly, turning their backs to face each other.

She is very short, and she has to stand on tiptoe to reach the opponent's chin.

The girl closed her eyes and said, "Do it, Mad Hatter..."

"Wait!" Luo Qiuxue stopped immediately.

But couldn't stop.

The ghost hand pierced March Hare's heart.

The Mad Hatter squatted down slowly, supporting the March Hare's body.

She leaned on the other's shoulder without any struggle.

Luo Qiuxue could see March Hare's expression, it was too calm, even somewhat satisfied.

Bai Ge couldn't see the Mad Hatter's expression, because the wound on his face was so hideous, and because he couldn't make any expression at all.

Luo Qiuxue froze, she asked the last question.

"What are you doing this for? To win?"

Even if it's just a game, but she wants to live so much in such a real death, yet she can accept it so calmly, why?

It's hard for Luo Qiuxue to imagine the feeling of death, so she wandered to the present, not expecting to win the game, but just wanting to postpone it as much as possible, because she once thought clearly that she wanted to live a short but wonderful life.

But the March Rabbit was different. Her expression was serious when she spoke before. She vowed to live and win by any means, but she accepted death so simply, just because it was a game, wouldn't it lead to real death?Or to win the game?

If she wasn't lying, maybe they were really similar, but there was a decisive difference.

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