The Trial Game of Life

Just when Tang Cuo and the others were about to summon Mr. Crow, Zhang San, who escaped from Area G, was still stuck on the road and couldn't move an inch.He wanted to rush directly in front of Lin Yandong or Jin Cheng to pass on the words, but he made a wrong step and triggered the celebration game - throwing a hydrangea ball.

The ghost bride with a red hijab chooses a mate in public. She doesn't mind if you are beautiful, ugly, fat or thin, or even your gender, as long as you can be a pair of ghost ducks with her.

This is a multiplayer game, and there are hundreds of people who trigger the game with Zhang San.At the beginning of the game, everyone showed unprecedented humility, you pushed me, I pushed you, and the hydrangea was more like a hammer, hitting whoever caught it.

It doesn't knock you to death with a hammer, one hammer east and one hammer west, once, "life value -50%"; hit again, "poison buff"; hit again, "skill blockade".

The ghost bride giggled on the embroidered building, and the evening wind blew through the red hijab, revealing her black teeth and pale skin, and the bloody tears that slowly flowed down with her laughter.

Zhang San looked up to the sky and sighed, could it be that Yu Yiyi's absence made his luck so bad?

Reality told him, yes.He just walked away for a while, and the hydrangea was wrapped in a strong wind and blew in front of him. With the help of a god, the surrounding players all jumped away, leaving a vacuum zone with a radius of three meters around Zhang San.

"Fuck." Zhang Sanyan quickly took out the magic pot lid and put it on his head, with a loud bang, he was hit hard.

He shook his head, his brain was swollen, and he didn't know whether it was hit by the hydrangea or the sound of the pot cover.Looking up, a cursor floated above the head - the love value of the ghost bride +10

WTF?

Zhang San suddenly turned his head to look at the embroidered building, and saw the bride lying on the railing with her face in her hands, looking at him shyly.Zhang Sanru was struck by lightning, and then seeing the gloating eyes of the players around him, he was in a bad mood.

Just then, the singing of "Song of Gods, Lambs and Ravens" spread throughout the city.All the players looked up together, surprised, worried, and nervous.

But they waited for a long time, but they couldn't wait for the system to broadcast, and they didn't know what happened.Is there another movement to be announced?Or is there something new about Eternal Night City itself?

No one knows.

At this time, Mr. Crow is jumping.

"How dare he! How dare! Ahhhh!" Mr. Crow turned 360 degrees in the air, his hairs exploded with anger, "I want to throw him into the clean-up procedure immediately, and I want him to serve lunch to the abyss monster! I want him to go to Castlevania to be a slug! I want him to regret coming to this world!"

Tang Cuo and the others watched him go mad quietly, and when he had shouted enough, there was no superfluous expression on his face.

Mr. Crow felt that he was being provoked, "You don't believe me, you are simply questioning Mr. Crow's prestige, you damn lambs should all be roasted as whole lambs!"

Jin Cheng smiled, "You are wrong, Mr. Crow, it is precisely because we love you that we came here to notify you, isn't it?"

Mr. Crow snorted coldly, he urgently needed to calm down, so as not to talk to this group of players who were full of lies.He just wants to peck Yanyun to death now, that damn armor 00109, don't think that the great Mr. Crow won't recognize him if he changes his vest.

Not only is he disrespectful to the gods, but he is also trying to kill himself now, which is simply hateful.

Thinking of this, Mr. Crow didn't bother to ask them whether the second movement would be awarded or not, so he flapped his wings and wanted to leave.But Tang Cuo called out to him again, "Mr. Crow, do you still remember the copy of "July Rose" four years ago? You put a ban on Lin Yandong, and let him be trapped in Area A since then."

Mr. Crow snorted, "What's the matter with Mr. Crow!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Crow disappeared in front of the three of them, and he really didn't want to stay for a second.

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, looked at Tang Cuo, and asked, "Who do you think is lying? Lin Yandong, or Mr. Crow, or—"

Tang Cuo: "I don't think they are lying."

Leng Miao: "What do you mean?"

Jin Cheng: "Literally."

Leng Miao didn't want to quarrel with Jin Cheng, it was too childish.

Jin Cheng didn't want to quarrel with him either, he felt that there was no meeting, and Tang Cuo had already walked back to the room where Lin Yandong was.He knelt down in front of the black iron cage and asked, "Who the hell is Mr. Crow?"

Lin Yandong still said the same thing, "You guessed it, didn't you?"

Tang Cuo thought about it for a while, and said affirmatively: "But Yanyun doesn't know, you haven't told him yet, so he just passed on the news to us, hoping to use our hands to find out the answer."

Lin Yandong smiled, "Then are you going to tell him?"

At this moment, Lin Yandong seemed to have turned back to the previous Lin Yandong, retreating behind the scenes, sitting quietly watching the play.

Tang Cuo couldn't help but recall the scene when they first met in a book cafe.

They were originally asking for information about the copy of "The Kingdom of the Hidden Moon", but later Lin Yandong took advantage of the opportunity to reveal the information about the sixth movement to them.Jin Cheng could see that Lin Yandong didn't seem to have made up his mind to reveal the information to them from the very beginning, but had made up his mind temporarily.

Lin Yandong said: "I have never made any plans. Planning means that there are traces to follow, and when I think I should tell you, it is the best time to plan."

Looking at it now, the series of things that Lin Yandong did, although they are linked together from the back to the front, are actually very random.

If PlanA doesn't work, there will be planB. Smart people never hang themselves on a tree.Adaptive, is the best plan.

This made Tang Cuo suddenly start to be curious - Lin Yandong and Yan Yun, who counts as the other?

But Mr. Crow, he found Yan Yun immediately after leaving Area C, and Yan Yun also soared all the way, becoming the top of the blacklist.

The players in the game hall were not as surprised by the substitution of the top player as last time, but the existence of Yan Yun was still a secret to most people, and everyone's only doubts fell on Rong Yi.

The furious Mr. Crow took advantage of the celebration to trigger several game tasks for Yan Yun.Although he can't kill the player directly, he can still do some small moves.

"Go, die, die, die, die!" Mr. Crow jumped up and down.

Yan Yun rubbed his nose and looked up at him, not understanding that he was being betrayed.But this is also expected, let's not talk about whether Lin Yandong trusts him or not, whether he is an ally or a tool, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo are not easy to fool.

"Mr. Crow, do you still remember that there was a celebration in Eternal Night City back then?" Yan Yun walked forward and started the game calmly.

The first game, "Counting Balloons".

Players need to use a special pump to prepare three hundred balloons for the celebration.But watch out for the balloon thief who may appear at any time, he will steal the balloons, and you will never be able to get enough.

Mr. Crow naturally remembered what happened back then, and it was that celebration that made A 00109 famous.But he only remembered a vague outline. After all, it had been so long, and so many players had come and gone in Eternal Night City. Remembering these things was already giving Yan Yun a lot of face.

Yan Yun smiled, recalling the past while inflating balloons.

At that time, it was still the old days, and the hierarchy was strict.Yan Yun and Yan Qi were born noble, and were admired by everyone when they were alive, but they were reduced to the bottom in Eternal Night City.

The two high-school children, who practiced martial arts and literature since childhood, would not have gotten along so badly, but by coincidence, there was a big boss in District A who was a former servant of their family.A child whose parents are slaves, no matter how talented he is, he can only be a slave.

There is no enmity between the two parties, but the enmity is still possible to be resolved, but the origin of a person is unsolvable.

"He hates me, as if I represent his humble past, so he has to step on me to prove his nobility. It was God who made a mistake for him and gave him a pair of humble parents, and I A dude who only knows how to beat horses and eat wine all day long is not worthy of that noble family background." Yan Yun played the balloon slowly, and told the stories of the past, with the elegant charm of the storyteller in the old teahouse.

"Aqi was still young, so I, as an older brother, had to rush forward. I swung a total of 33 knives and tried my best to kill him. I didn't expect to become a hero."

Mr. Crow shook his wings and stood on the lamppost looking down, tilting his head and wondering: He is clearly here to punish, why did he hear A 00109 tell a story?

He suddenly yelled strangely, "Gah!"

Yan Yun raised his head and smiled: "What do you think, Mr. Crow? Did the times make me, or did I make the times?"

Mr. Crow: "Don't talk sweet words to Mr. Crow!"

Yan Yun happened to hit a red balloon. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the balloon thief poking his head in the dark alley on the right, so he shot the balloon lightly.

The red balloon floats, floats, floats, floats across the night sky illuminated by street lights, not knowing where to go.And just as the red balloon floated over the street lamp, it suddenly exploded.

The special balloons for the celebration are filled with gold and silver ribbons.Mr. Crow was standing on a lamppost, and he was startled when the balloon exploded above him, sending streamers flying.

Among the two colors of gold and silver, a little cold light suddenly appeared in the night sky.Mr. Crow's first reaction was that damned player A 00109 really wanted to kill him, but just as he spread his wings and fluttered, Yan Yun's figure passed him and stabbed the thief in the head.

"Pfft." Lore.

Yan Yun drew out the knife, shook the blood and brains on the knife, heaved a sigh of relief, and said: "Sure enough, it is more comfortable to use the knife. Ah Qi's skills at this time are quite good, but unfortunately it is too gentle and not suitable for it." I."

Mr. Crow is obviously fine, but he feels that he has been greatly provoked, "You—"

Yan Yun turned around, "What are you?"

Mr. Crow: "You nasty sheep!"

"Your vocabulary is really lacking for a hundred years." Yan Yun spread his hands, "Unbelievable."

The author has something to say:

Mr. Crow: I'm so mad.