Seriously, let's run for our lives

Jojo's superpowers helped her complete the counterattack at the critical moment and won the round, and her magical ability aroused the interest of Gebu, the leader of Purgatory Star, and Gebu asked someone to bring her over from the arena , asked kindly.

"Little girl, what kind of killing ability is that?"

"It's not killing people." Qiao Qiao replied ambiguously, "It's just heating the liquid."

Geb asked again: "Can any liquid be heated?"

"Correct."

Hearing this, he was as excited as if he had picked up a treasure. He patted her on the shoulder vigorously and said, "You don't have to participate in the game anymore, go to the top floor! Go warm the wine!"

His Chinese was also a bit confusing, and Qiao Qiao's face was still covered with blood, so he gradually became impatient with listening, but he still held back and worked hard to extract the theme of his words.

It turns out that people on Purgatory Planet like to drink a kind of wine called "Blue Shield". Liquor, and ordinary flames would be too difficult to heat Lambton on a large scale—so, at last, it was time for the human body heater to come into play.

Qiaoqiao knew that this was an excellent opportunity. As long as she saved her life temporarily, she still had the hope of reuniting with her teammates. She agreed, and tried to make a condition with Gebouti: "Heating the Langton wine requires the assistance of a female partner—— My partner is that long-haired beauty, can you ask her to help me?"

She wanted to take the opportunity to get Qin Shiyue out of danger, but unexpectedly, she heard Gebu say: "It is possible, but your partner has probably stepped into the second battle by now."

"..."

Purgatory star's women's battle field is divided into two places, Qiao Qiao is in the first battle field, and Qin Shiyue is in the second battle field.

Unexpectedly, the girl who was in the same group as Qin Shiyue was also from Earth, and she was also Chinese, named He Ying.

He Ying is only 17 years old this year, younger than Qiao Qiao. According to her, she grew up in an orphanage, and then worked alone to make a living until she was caught here by the purgatory star who went to the earth to raid half a year ago.

Qin Shiyue looked at her and thought of Qiao Qiao, and felt quite kind, but then realized that she was about to fight her to the death, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"You were arrested half a year ago, how many times have you been on the battlefield?"

"About once a month, six times already."

"In other words, you won six games?" It was hard to imagine how the short and thin girl in front of her survived six cruel games.

He Ying's expression froze, and then she shook her head with a wry smile: "It's just luck, but I know that if I meet Sister Qin this time, I won't have such good luck."

Qin Shiyue sighed: "It's fate, I just hope we all do our best."

"Actually, I like my sister's name very much. I don't read many books, but I still remember that poem." He Ying changed the subject lightly, holding Qin Shiyue's hand, and read, "Qin Shimingyue Han Shiguan, the people of the Long March have not yet returned. But let the flying generals of Dragon City stay, and don’t teach Huma to go to the Yinshan Mountain—sister, am I right?”

"...That's right."

She smiled sweetly, looking very innocent and innocent: "My sister is a great beauty, if only I could be like my sister, but... no matter what, I can't get out of here alive." , full of sadness and helplessness, but anyone who is not hard-hearted, I am afraid that seeing this scene will inevitably feel pity.

Unfortunately, Qin Shiyue is not a very philanthropic person, and she does not have the Virgin Mary disease. She has lived to be 25 years old, and she knows when and where to do what, and will not let redundant emotions dictate her behavior—— Especially in such a dangerous situation.

Everyone wants to live, and no one will give the chance of survival to strangers who meet by chance for no reason.

She said: "He Ying, I really like you too, but it's a pity that we're stuck in this hellish place and can't help ourselves—I'm a selfish person, and I won't soften my heart when I get to the battlefield. I hope you will too. Don't hold back."

Even the compatriots on the home planet have to end their short-lived friendship at the moment of entering the arena. This is probably fate and it is hard to resist.

He Ying probably didn't expect her reaction to be so indifferent, she was speechless for a while, and finally turned to the side silently.

I don't know how long it took until I heard someone from Purgatory calling in Chinese.

"Group 13!"

She and her are the 13th group.

Every step towards the battlefield is heavy and difficult, as if waiting for a trial with an unknown outcome. The audience in the stands relished guessing who would win this round, and someone whispered that the two slaves are beautiful , is almost the most eye-catching group of opponents recently.

Although Qin Shiyue usually fights and fights and the like, she is still protected by her male companions after all. When it comes to fighting desperately, she has not had much experience and is not very good at it.

She was hesitating whether to take the initiative or defend passively, but when she looked up, she met He Ying's tearful eyes, and she couldn't help being stunned.

He Ying didn't seem to have any intention of attacking, she just stood there choking softly, as weak as if she would fall in the wind, without the slightest lethality.

"Sister Qin, tell me, why is life so unfair?"

"...Life is not fair in the first place, not to mention that in today's troubled times, it is even more impossible to expect fairness."

"But I want to go back to the earth, even in my dreams, there is still the boy I like." He Ying's tears became more and more uncontrollable, she wiped her face with her sleeve indiscriminately, her tone was sad, " Sister Qin, I'm really glad to meet you, it makes me feel like I'm no longer alone on this cruel planet—so, can we hug for the last time?"

Qin Shiyue thought that hugging was meaningless, and she didn't want to make unnecessary sensationalism, but she really couldn't find a suitable reason to refuse, so she reluctantly nodded in agreement.

He Ying approached timidly, and raised her arms to hug Qin Shiyue tightly. She buried her head on Qin Shiyue's shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably.

Qin Shiyue wasn't quite sure what the plot was going to be, and the audience on the stage was probably confused too. Why did the two people who were supposed to kill each other end up hugging each other out of nowhere?

But I have to admit that people's sixth sense at certain moments is very important.

Qin Shiyue is very calm, she can clearly realize that He Ying is trying to infect herself with extreme pessimism - but what is He Ying's purpose for doing this?

At this moment, He Ying seemed to be hugging herself very tightly on the surface, but her body was stiff and unnatural, which showed that the other party had always maintained sufficient vigilance, and...

He Ying's right hand had quietly left her waist without knowing when.

Dangerous signs arise spontaneously from the bottom of my heart.

Qin Shiyue's eyes froze, and she suddenly pushed He Ying away in front of her, and she also caught a glimpse of He Ying's right hand sticking out from the inside of her jacket, with a sharp iron piece sandwiched between those slender fingers.

Very good, if this emotional card really worked and made her completely let go of her vigilance, the iron piece would cut open her heart in the next second, causing her blood to splatter on the spot.

She finally understood how He Ying survived six games in the past six months, and this was the answer.

"Little girl, if you want to kill me, you must be upright."

He Ying staggered two steps back, seeing that the plot had been revealed, and the scene could not continue no matter what, she immediately revealed a fierce look, and swung an iron piece at her viciously, with an air of immortality.

Qin Shiyue avoided it nimbly, and pulled off the red headband tied into the ponytail instead. Her long hair was instantly curled up like clouds in the wind. She whispered "too short", but she never thought that she just said a sentence, and sent The belt stretched several meters in an instant, binding He Ying tightly like a dragon.

It can be seen that this hair tie is also spiritual, able to distinguish the priority of the situation, and now Qin Shiyue finally determined that the ability of the hair tie to make people fall in love will not affect her. To herself, this is just a hair tie. It's just Huntian Ling.

Amidst the exclamation of the audience, she pulled He Ying closer.

It is understandable that He Ying panicked. After all, people always panic when faced with some force majeure.

"Sister Qin! You...you let me go!"

"If I let you go, will you let me go?" Qin Shiyue looked coldly at the other party's pitiful expression, and couldn't help saying that she opened the other party's fingers and took the iron piece, "Thank you for providing me with a suitable hand." tools, otherwise I really don’t know how to end this game.”

"...No! No! You can't kill me! I want to live, I want to live—"

The screams were piercing, and Qin Shiyue's eardrums trembled violently. She sighed, gathered her fingers and squeezed the iron plate tightly.

"I'm sorry, but you should know that there are boys waiting for me. If I don't go back, I'm afraid that guy will cry."

The iron piece cut open the neck artery in an instant, and He Ying fell to the ground clutching the wound. After writhing in pain for a while, she finally became silent, only those innocent eyes were still open, full of unwillingness and resentment.

Qin Shiyue calmly looked away, tied up her long hair again, then turned around, and saw a person from Purgatory Star walking towards her.

"Our leader, I ask you to help warm the wine."

"what?"