intoxicating

——Your cat is so cute——

"brush--"

A figure flew in from the window, and there was a lot of movement around, and the other person had already walked away and was deaf. He was confident that he would never be found. Look around.

"I told you not to come in..." An angry voice came from inside.

"Shh..." He made a gesture and said softly, "I'm here to save you."

Those eyes were first happy, then surprised, and then filled with fear.

The warrior who came to rescue her was only one step away from death.

But the knife did not land on his neck, he disappeared and appeared behind Gong Lingxi in an incomprehensible way, and the situation was reversed instantly.

Is it teleportation?This is Gong Lingxi's guess.

After several fights, he denied this guess. His speed was not constant, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but it seemed that he had to do so due to the environment.

Gong Lingxi observed every inch of her surroundings, and suddenly saw a few footprints near the window, but there were no traces in other places, especially in the shadows.

This is a kind of ability to sneak in the dark, and it can even directly blend into the darkness.

So can he drag another person into darkness?

Gong Lingxi suddenly thought of this question, raised her eyes, and looked for the figure of the princess. The princess was originally sitting by the bed, but there was no one at the moment.

Gong Lingxi didn't look for the dark corner of the room, but took three steps in parallel and came directly to the door.

There is sufficient light outside the door, if you want to pass through here, you will inevitably appear.

Seeing that the plan was revealed, the man was not depressed, but quietly hid in the darkness, waiting for the opportunity, and at the same time sent a message to his teammates.

【Plan B】

Plan A is to rescue the hostages successfully, and Plan B is to prepare for failure.

Two against one, Qi Zhao felt more and more pressure. If Gong Lingxi didn't come to rescue, he might not be able to last long, but he was afraid that the enemy would attack him, and he was in a dilemma for a while, unable to make a choice.

But after a wave of onslaught, the pressure dropped sharply. Is the opponent tired?

No, it's still too early, someone has shifted the target, and there is only one target, which is the hostage.

Qi Zhao wanted to run back, but Jin Ting blocked his way, looking like he was going to die.

The flames came from the window, and Gong Lingxi had to dodge. At this moment, two figures rushed out from the door, before they had time to run far, they suddenly fell down.

The blood was ticking, ticking down, and he looked at the princess in surprise.

With the help of external light, he saw the princess clearly for the first time, with beautiful golden curly hair, but on top of this golden curly hair was a slightly neutral face.

At the same time, both of them received a message from the captain.

[There are only two people here, Zheng Haoxuan and Zhao Chuan. 】

At this moment, they all knew that they had fallen for the trick, and looking at the time, 10 minutes had passed, and it took 5 minutes for Xiang Rui to reach the port, and they only had 10 minutes left.

If they want to win, they must ensure a gap of more than three points, rescue the hostages, wipe out the opponents, and ensure that the two survive. This is their goal.

So far, none of them have been completed.

He was dismayed that they had gone through hardships and finally overcome the difficulties at home and took the first step, only to lose here.

[Wait, wait for me to find it, you guys. 】

The captain's voice appeared next to their ears. This time he did not send a message, but sent a voice message directly, with a stuttering but firm attitude.

"Go, do I let you go?" Zheng Haoxuan who had fallen to the ground in pain suddenly stood up.

Du Mengmeng held the communicator, his face was full of shock, "You, haven't you? No one can easily escape despair."

"If that's the only level of desperation you're talking about, then I'll take the championship from them myself, so I won't bother you."

"Don't even think about it..." Du Mengmeng took a few steps back, and immediately behind him was a black shadow spreading around.

Walking close to the ground, close to Zheng Haoxuan's thighs, entangled tightly, and sticking out one by one heads, there are faces on the heads, with their mouths open, shouting.

"Creative type?" Zheng Haoxuan felt this extraordinary power, which did not come from himself, but from this tower, which was the despair accumulated by this tower for hundreds of years.

The biggest advantage of the creative type is that they can use power other than energy, blood, mental power, despair...

And this tower was once a prison, and the last thing it lacked was the emotion called despair.

"You reacted quickly, but unfortunately it was too late."

"Who says it's too late..." A big hand stretched out from the side, he grabbed the black shadows, pulled them hard, and threw them to the side, repeating this movement with both hands.

"Even you..." Du Mengmeng looked at Zhao Chuan in surprise, and didn't move for a while until he noticed his bleeding thigh.

"I'm not as smart as others, so I can only use this stupid method."

Pain can stimulate people's desire to live, thereby dispelling despair.

Du Mengmeng looked at Zhao Chuan, who was in an explosive state, covered his stomach, and squatted down. The nervousness made him suffer from old problems again, and his stomach began to hurt.

"Why, are you afraid?" Zhao Chuan said.

Du Mengmeng took a deep breath, and there was a faint sound of fighting coming from the communicator. His companion was waiting for him, "I just used part of the power of this tower."

Off the field, even though their players had the upper hand at the moment, and they were playing tricks and playing with the opponent, the assistant coach felt that it was not good at all, very bad.

Because the map setting is beneficial to Luna, and it is absolutely beneficial.

"You are so energetic, why don't you pour me a glass of wine?" Wu Lin pointed to the glass on the table.

"It's just a bottle of alcoholic beverage, and it's served in a whiskey glass."

"Hehe, do you dare to contradict your superior?"

Oops, accidentally said what was in his heart, the assistant coach rubbed his stiff face, pretended nothing happened, and said, "I just said that An Lian should play, this match is for An Lian."

In the tower, Zhao Chuan said, "You look honest and can brag."

Du Mengmeng stood up slowly with his hands hanging by his sides, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Zhao Chuan didn't understand the heart of this slender and sensitive man, and continued to fight against the entangled shadow.

A gust of wind blew away the heat that Zhao Chuan had just raised, making him chill for no reason.

At the top of the tower, Xiang Rui quickly rushed into the tower and took away the seriously injured teammate. Just now, Gong Lingxi made another stab.

"Vice-captain, leave me alone, go find the hostages quickly."

"Wait a minute."

The team member didn't understand what happened, but saw a large black area spreading in front of him, like a silent welcome, he knew that the captain's help had arrived.

The Golden Fly swayed, like a heavy rice, and it would fall if the wind blows.

But before she fell, a black whirlwind blew past her eyes, and she seemed to gain strength again, stabilizing her body.

This is the captain's ability, and she is also within the coverage of the ability. She has undergone confrontation training and will be affected to a certain extent, resulting in a short-term dizziness.

And the opponent will fall into a worse situation. This is her chance to kick Qi Zhao out of the game when he is hit.

"He won the game again."

"What's there to be proud of? He will never win against Zuo Xiyou."

"Have you seen their game? How can you be so sure."

"Qi Zhao's aptitude is only S-level, and Zuo Xiyou's combat effectiveness is critical, how could he win."

"impossible."

"He, it's impossible to win."

It seemed helpless, and it seemed to sigh, but it was more of a sarcasm.

These voices echoed in my ears, like whispers of demons.

Qi Zhao clenched his teeth, trying not to let himself fall into a state of dizziness, but those emotions that he usually ignores came from all directions, leaving him nowhere to hide.

"They all want to kill you, only I will protect you..." the mermaid said in a musical voice, bewitching words.

The screen flashed, and there was a scene of countless people hacking and killing. The fat-headed officer jumped on his horse and rushed into the city, "Quick, quick, you block the flower-savvy thief, and you will be rewarded after you go back."

"Who closed the city gate."

"Let us in quickly."

"The enemy is coming, ah!"

The faces of mermaids, soldiers, and captains are constantly changing, and all kinds of past and present lives are present, and finally turned into one person.

"You blocked my path, so I had to kill you."

"why?"

"We were born enemies, and you don't realize it."

"No, you are not Yan Qingyao, you are just the fear in my heart, he will not do this."

Just when he said these words, the smiling young master disappeared, and a figure appeared in front of his eyes. His long black hair was tied up high, and the light golden headband fluttered in the wind.

Gong Lingxi took two steps forward, he seemed to have sensed something, turned around, his eyes were cold, and the long sword glowed with a cold silver light.

"What about him? He too will have to get rid of you one day in his duties."

"He will not."

Gong Lingxi denied it outright, he didn't want to, and he didn't want to, but there was another villain jumping around in the corner.

At the same time, he saw the person in front of him speak in a daze, and he said, "You are an enemy of the empire, you should know that such a day will come."

Gong Lingxi really wanted to say something, but the voice whispered again.

"You know very well that he will do this. Behind him is the empire."

"I'm not going to expose him to that choice."

"You can't do it, you will only become their obstacle or enemy, either you do it, or you will be destroyed."

A torrent of despair came, and in this torrent, there was the future ruler of the empire, Zuo Yun who was decisive in killing, and the sixty-year-old Song who had saved him.

There are his friends, present and past.

There are also people who don't like him.

He doesn't know, and doesn't know anyone who knows him.

All people will stand on the opposite side of him, turn into puppets under the huge shadow, and become victims of power and war.

This is the worst possible future.

"If there is such a future, until then, I will remove all obstacles."

If there is such a day, he knows that the first person to sacrifice must not be him, but Zuo Xiyou, an idiot who only knows how to protect others.

"You can't do anything."

"Shut up and watch me obediently."

The tip of the knife was only an inch away from the skin, but the person who should have lost consciousness opened his eyes and held the tip of the knife that was close at hand, blood slid down the tip of the knife.

Gong Lingxi raised her right hand, grabbed the opponent's left hand that was about to be attacked, swung her backhand, and threw the person heavily on the floor. The opponent had already lost a lot of blood, and now she was hit hard again, and she passed out.

Jin Fei moved her injured thigh, her brain was dizzy, and she almost fell down. The things that had tortured her in the past were replayed over and over again, but she didn't care much at the moment.

Every minute and every second is precious now.

She put away the short blade and punched the stunned acupuncture point, and the figure in front of her "plopped" down in the corridor.

She leaned on the wall again and walked forward step by step. Even though she couldn't help now, she still wanted to do something. She raised her hand and looked at the time. There was still a quarter of an hour, to be precise, 10 minutes.

A portrait belonging to Luna's team darkened, and Qi Zhao's portrait also dimmed, and when no one knew, Zhao Chuan's portrait turned gray.

Golden Fly walked more eagerly, but those legs seemed to be against her.

"Quick, treat the Golden Fly..." Behind them was the voice of their captain, who was usually slender than a girl, but at this moment was extremely reliable.

"The captain?"

"I'm fine. The most important thing now is to find the hostage. I can feel that she is on this floor."

"Do you think I will let you succeed again?" A figure stopped Du Mengmeng, it was Zheng Haoxuan, who should have been eliminated, but Zhao Chuan tore those things off and transferred them to Zhao Chuan instead.

He got this opportunity based on the sacrifice of his companions, there is no reason to repeat the same mistakes.

Du Mengmeng's rare and reliable face suddenly smiled, the little freckles made him extra shy, and he said, "Your cat is very cute."

Whether it was sincere praise or provocation, Zheng Haoxuan was successfully angered.

The author says:

Small theater? Team culture;

——Runa——

Golden Fly: Every member of our team has to undergo the baptism of the captain's love.

Xiang Rui: It's the baptism of despair, so be sober.

—— Ming Mo——

Junxuan: If the combat value of a single player is not up to the standard, don’t use it.

Bi Xian: (wipes glasses) I'm too stupid.

Love without quotient: Don't be lucky if you have a bad heart.

Jingyu: Can we still recruit players?

——Ziwei——

Huajian: Everyone who enters the team must learn a skill, a man disguised as a woman.

Miya Lingxi: What about female players?

Huajian: A woman disguised as a man?