Lost City [Unlimited]

Although the IQ of the teammate in the temporary group was hopeless, Hu Ling still seriously shared the clues in the book with him.After all, in the follow-up discussion session, he pointed to Fu Ling to explore the water for him.

Fu Ling made a brief analysis: "There are a few pieces of information here. First, Gao Feng was a romantic man, and he was not good to his deceased wife, let alone sincere. motive for the murder."

He glanced at Hu Ling, and then continued: "Secondly, the wife of the head of the Tianshan School attaches great importance to her husband and is very possessive. Whether she knows about Gao Feng's dead wife is still a question mark. And this point may be more important. her motives."

After finishing speaking, Fu Ling explained empathetically: "There are many emergencies during the search phase, and sometimes players simply don't bother to find clues in order to survive, so the information they find only needs to be simply analyzed based on the text to deepen their memory. Do you have any comments on the contents of the book?"

"You did a good analysis." Hu Ling waved his hand, "My memory is not bad, so I don't need to deepen it. I'm done searching here, let's go, hurry up."

Fu Ling followed behind Hu Ling, looking at the young man from time to time with thoughtful eyes——

He didn't want to tell me his analysis, why?Are you doubting me?not like...

Time passed in the quiet atmosphere where the two were thinking about each other. Walking along the path paved with bluestones, a small courtyard with a simple and regular shape appeared in front of the line of sight.Through the open courtyard gate, one can even see a corner of the medicine field.

Hu Ling stopped, and Fu Ling turned around and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

With a soft smile on her lips, Hu Ling asked back, "Didn't you notice anything wrong?"

When Fu Ling was asked such a question, he immediately mobilized all his attention and vigilance to observe the surrounding environment.

Then he found that it was too quiet.

Not even the sound of wind.

Almost at the same time, he understood: "The dungeon is a must-have program at night, here we come."

Fu Ling said it easily, but Hu Ling found that fine beads of sweat had oozed from his forehead, and his lips were also a little white.

Resisting some kind of natural fear, he stepped forward and grabbed Hu Ling's wrist, and ran away: "Xiao Ling, don't be afraid. Although this game does not provide players with cheats such as props or skills, NPCs like ghosts, which cannot be killed by physical attacks, have weaknesses. They have a core hidden in their body, which looks like a round bead, as long as the core is destroyed, this kind of NPC can be eliminated."

"But the cores are relatively hard, similar to solid wooden balls. Let's go to the medicine garden to find weapons. As long as the things in the dungeon are not clues, you can use them casually. This kind of NPC is very powerful. The more injuries on the body, the crazier it is. To destroy The core generally requires players to cooperate with each other, and when you see the right time, go up to make up the knife, as long as you find out the location of the core, the level is basically over."

Hu Ling let Fu Ling drag him to run, with light steps and steady breathing, as if this amount of exercise was not worth mentioning to him.He even had the leisure to look around for traces of ghosts, and then said: "In this case, I have a sword in my hand. According to the sharpness of this sword, it should be enough."

Fu Ling's footsteps stopped, and he almost twisted because of lack of strength.He said with a complicated expression: "Can your sword be used?... Even if the blood is wiped off, as long as it is a murder weapon, it is equivalent to a clue and cannot be used."

"It turned out that he was suspicious of me." Hu Ling stopped slowly, flipped the grasped hand lightly, and before Fu Ling could react, he firmly grasped his wrist instead. The thin-looking young man But he firmly controlled the man who was physically stronger than him.

No matter how anxious Fu Ling was, he couldn't move Hu Ling forward.

Fu Ling: "..."

Is this person so strong? !

Does dancing classical dance really have this effect? !

Fu Ling, whose efforts were in vain, stopped struggling and tried to persuade: "Xiao Ling, no matter whether the sword in your hand can be used or not, we have to find other weapons, otherwise you can't handle it alone!"

Hu Ling smiled at him, raised his sword and pointed at the forest with uncertain light and shadow while looking sideways, his sleeves slipped down slightly, revealing a slender and bony wrist.He squinted his eyes, and his eyes flickered like flames: "It's a good intention. Unfortunately, there is no time."

Startled, Fu Ling subconsciously looked over, and saw a woman in red under the mottled night.

Her long hair was disheveled, her blue and white face was covered by the messy hair, and she couldn't see clearly. A pair of blood-red eyes were fixed on the two of them, and the bloodthirsty resentment accumulated more and more as they moved back and forth.

She raised her head, red and black blood flowed from her eyes, and her bony finger bones pointed at Hu Ling in the air: "Brother Ling, even you betrayed, betrayed, me, did you!!!!!!"

With a sharp roar, the female ghost's mouth was instantly torn open along the corners of her mouth, showing a mouth full of sharp teeth, and her nails also lengthened into sharp claws, and she rushed towards Hu Ling and Fu Ling viciously!

With a step forward, Hu Ling pulled out his hand and at the same time pushed Fu Ling back a few steps, and then drew his sword to counter without hesitation.

There was a crisp sound when the sharp claws and the long sword collided. Hu Ling didn't intend to challenge the female ghost. In the next moment, he turned around, and the sharp blade cut forward into the finger flesh under the nail cover.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Although this injury would not pose a threat to the female ghost, the pain in her fingers made her roar instantly.

Her eyes were getting redder, and she was about to stop, then jumped up and tore the throat of the player in front of her with a mouth full of fangs, but Hu Ling continued to attack without fear.

The young man gritted his teeth, the veins on the side of his neck and the back of his hand bulged, and it took almost all his strength to forcefully push the blade of the sword an inch into the flesh of his fingers.

Is this tm still meat?Hard enough to compete with frozen meat!

He cursed in his heart, then twisted the blade of the sword vertically with his right hand, then put his left hand against his right arm, and squatted down to avoid the female ghost's fangs while pressing down hard.

Accompanied by ear-scratching roars, the female ghost's eight sharp claws, together with the flesh and blood under the fingernails, were sliced ​​off by the sword blade and flew to the ground.

The pain slowed down the female ghost's movements for a few seconds, followed by a more vicious attack.

But fortunately, Hu Ling has already removed her eight sharp claws, so the threat is not as great as before.

Fu Ling, who was on the sidelines, was stunned by this flashy operation.

He wisely left the distance to avoid trouble for Hu Ling, and seeing the young man's arm was scratched, he took off the two sharp claws of the female ghost Yu Er again.

Fu Ling's heart tightened, and he wanted to go to the medicine garden to find weapons and come back to help, but he was afraid that if he didn't look at him for a while, the young man's strength would go cold immediately.He stared at the red patch on Hu Ling's arm, and his confused thoughts gradually calmed down.He gritted his teeth and shouted while running: "Xiao Ling, I'll go to the medicine garden to find weapons and come back to help. You must hold on!"

Hu Ling, who fended off the female ghost's attack again, chuckled lightly, but he couldn't tell what it meant.He opened his mouth, and when he collided with the enemy's strong force, his voice trembled slightly: "Miss sister, you are so beautiful, can you tell me where your 'heart' is?"

The female ghost's movements were indiscernible, and then she slapped Hu Ling's head fiercely: "Are you mocking me?!"

Hu Ling tilted his head to avoid the female ghost's angry blow, the corners of his mouth were raised high, and his eyes seemed to be shining.He said: "Then can you look at me and tell me the secret? I promise not to tell anyone."

Female ghost: "..."

She hesitated shamefully, and then Hu Ling, who caught the right moment, stabbed a cut in the neck with a sword.

Female ghost: ... scum!Men are scum!

Unexpectedly, she started another wave of more crazy attacks, and the way she kept grinding her teeth made Hu Ling laugh loudly: "Hahahaha, Miss Sister, you are so cute."

He stopped laughing almost as soon as he finished speaking.

At this moment, the corner of Hu Ling's mouth showed an indistinct smile, and countless lights shone from his extremely black pupils.He said, "Miss, if you don't tell me, I'll have to find it myself."

As soon as the long sword was lifted, a sharp cold light flashed, reflecting a thick blood color, and a pair of excited yet cold eyes.

Fu Ling ran into the medicine garden at his fastest speed, picked up a hoe and a sickle near the medicine field, and rushed back.

He ran back in a hurry, then his eyes widened, and his steps slowly stopped.

This is undoubtedly a tragic scene.

The female ghost had already collapsed on the ground without a sound.That is, a few pieces of flesh and blood that have been split, are blood-stained stumps and broken arms.

The young man sat on the ground not far away, with his back against the guardrail, and candle lamps dangling on the flower-shaped stone platform above his head.The white robe had already been dyed bloody, it was dazzling red.

He was looking down at the shattered wooden ball in his hand, his long eyelashes cast a light shadow, and his pale skin seemed softer under the light of the candle.

He sat there with an indifferent expression, soaked in blood, but still very good-looking.

like a painting.

Once thrown into the underworld fire in Youdu.

—He seems to have come from hell.

Fu Ling swallowed dryly, and found that his heart was pounding.

At this time, Hu Ling seemed to have finally discovered his return, lifted it up, and said with a casual smile: "You're back. It's already too late."

He raised his hand and showed Fu Ling the small wooden ball in his palm: "I've already dealt with her."

"...En. You are very powerful." Fu Ling responded, and finally stepped forward.Then it was discovered that apart from the wound on the young man's arm, he also had deep bite marks on his shoulder.

It was bloody and bloody, and it was extremely painful to look at.

Fu Ling tightened his hands, took out his game phone and took a look: "There are less than two hours left, we have to find clues quickly. Are you still able to walk? Do you want me to carry you?"

Hu Ling shook his head, holding the sheathed long sword in his right hand and propping it on the ground, warm blood flowed down, and then fell from between the finger bones.

He stood wobbly and smiled, "Don't worry, I still have some strength."

After speaking, he raised his foot and walked forward.

Fu Ling hurried forward to support him, his posture was so intimate that he seemed to hold the young man in his arms.He frowned and said, "Don't be brave, you can't tell what will happen next."

Hu Ling lazily leaned part of his weight on him, "For example?"

Fu Ling replied: "Although the probability of encountering ghosts has decreased, don't forget that this is a dungeon of fighting." He paused, meaningful: "Have you heard that sentence? What is more terrifying than ghosts and gods is People's hearts."

Hu Ling: "It sounds like the real culprit has a more violent way to clear the level."

The young man turned his eyes to look at Fu Ling, and said two words softly: "Tuan, Mie."