Please breed an escape boss! [unlimited]

A bombardment of double information.

Not only the expected tenth A-level player, but even the ghost king was born?

Along with the live broadcast, the news of the birth of the 'tenth A-level player' and the 'ghost king' was conveyed to every corner of the home, like a whirlwind blowing towards the home.

"Ah, it's finally here!"

"I've been looking forward to it ever since the birth of the ninth A-level player."

The brain couldn't slow down at all, and was stunned by the blockbuster born by the ghost king.

That's the king of ghosts!

The ghost king that Bo Linfeng couldn't even cultivate!

The ghost king who disappeared for hundreds of years has come to the world again, how can people not be excited?

But no matter how big the news of the ghost king's birth was, it couldn't cover up the news that Yin Changxia had become an A-level player.

A-level players can use three game cores to build and design their own games, travel freely in the home area, rent life from others, invite low-level players to the first area... In short, there are too many privileges!

"Before the homeland completely becomes a game, Yin Changxia will definitely find a way."

"Yes, with Yin Changxia, the battle will definitely be reversed!"

They seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and their expressions were encouraged.

This special game has finally come to an end, and everyone will never forget the grand and eye-catching process of the birth of the tenth A-level player who participated in and watched by the whole district.

They remembered the name—

Yin Changxia.

Even in the live broadcast, there are many things that they haven't figured out yet.

Such as haunted house.

For example, Jiang Tingyun and Pei Zheng.

For example, when will the homeland be completely reduced to a playground.

But the excitement at this moment was churning in my heart, as if my internal organs were like churning magma, and the feeling of taking a mouthful of hot air would be remembered.

[The B-level game 'Rebirth' has ended. ]

[Please settle the settlement as soon as possible, the time limit is half an hour. ]

Tang Shutong, who was fighting, raised his eyes to look at the tenth district, his expression was still full of worry.

Although the game is over, the battle between Yin Changxia and Jiang Tingyun is not over yet.

With the end of the game, the game screen went dark, and the live broadcast was also turned off, so they would not be able to know the detailed information of the tenth district.

Tang Shutong boarded the high gates of the ninth and tenth districts, trying to look there through the thick fog——

Can the ghost king really be born?

Even though Yin Changxia's actions told them that the ghost king will definitely be born tonight.

Anyone who knows a little bit about the ghost king will feel that such a plan is too unrealistic.

Even Bo Linfeng didn't necessarily believe that Yin Changxia would succeed.

The facts in front of them slapped everyone hard.

If it is normal, I am afraid that some people will be jealous.

But at the moment everyone is in danger, especially the Ninth District who was rescued by Yin Changxia, and they are all looking forward to his return.They only feel that the slap was comfortable, happy, and they were slapped willingly.

"Yin Changxia!"

"Qize!"

Tang Shutong's shout pierced through the fog and was sent to the tenth district with its ruined walls by the wind.

The rain in the tenth district is still falling, and the corners are full of dirt, hiding dangers that cannot be ignored.

Tang Qize was already exhausted, but in such an environment, he didn't dare to relax at all.

After hearing Tang Shutong's shout, he relaxed a little.

Tang Qize's eyes were hot and humid, his steps were staggering, he couldn't help but took a few steps forward: "Brother!"

Most of the self-explosive ghost group died, leaving only dozens of ghost generals.

When the ghost king was born, a sea of ​​clouds surged under his feet, causing all the ghost generals to fall to the ground. There was no need to worry about disturbing them and causing a series of explosions.

Therefore, Tang Qize dared to respond to Tang Shutong with a loud voice.

The only danger now was Jiang Tingyun.

Tang Qize did not rush to the gates of the ninth and tenth districts immediately, nor did he close his eyes to settle the settlement. Instead, he set his sights on the sea of ​​clouds that was churning with flames.

Everyone is curious, and he is no exception.

Tang Qize wanted to see how powerful the newly born ghost king was.

Tang Shutong heard Tang Qize's voice, and before he could be happy, he heard Zhu Qin's panicked voice.

"Captain, count down, count down..."

Zhu Qin hastily pointed to the sky, "Look!"

Tang Shutong followed his fingers and looked up into the distance.

When he saw the thing clearly, Tang Shutong's expression became serious.

how come……?

The countdown of the ninth A-level player was cleared so quickly.

Zhu Qin: "On Yin Changxia's live broadcast of the game, only 5 minutes have passed. Why is the countdown on our side going so fast? It's all countdowns, it shouldn't be."

Tang Shutong said in a deep voice: "Their time flow is not slowed down, but the fragments of the core of the game are scattered in the ten districts, and it has been quietly extended. Do you remember that Jiang Tingyun controlled the core of the game? The affected Triple the time! Triple the time they've been through!"

That is close to 15 minutes?

Zhu Qin's eyes widened: "That is to say... our countdown here is the exact time?"

Tang Shutong nodded.

In the case of losing physical strength, you can still choose to fight like that.

The game was limited to the last 5 minutes, but Yin Changxia actually persisted for 15 minutes.

With such tenacity and strength, Yin Changxia should indeed be ranked as an A-level player.

But no matter what, the countdown on both sides was cleared together. Yin Changxia and the others would cross from one game to another without any time to rest.

The two were talking, but the real danger had already arrived.

Tang Shutong: "Oops, the homeland has started to be gamified!"

Ding-dong-

A sound came from nowhere, and the scene of the home began to change rapidly.

The willows in the river on the bank were blown by a gust of wind and soon turned into dead branches;

And the clear water in the river channel turned into cursed things, snakes, scorpions, centipedes... densely piled up and multiplying rapidly;

The house is also deteriorating at the fastest speed, with mildew and moss growing, gradually becoming no different from the tenth district.

The homeland has completed its decay at the fastest speed.

This disaster started from District [-], District [-], District [-], District [-]... and even District [-]!

The only one that was not affected by the disaster was only one district.

The rules collapsed, the ranks collapsed, and everything was messed up.

[The large-scale A-level game has been generated, welcome all players to the copy of the A-level game - Homeland. ]

Now, the homeland is finally completely linked to the copy of the large-scale A-level game.

All the lights in the game hall were extinguished, turning into a chaotic darkness.

Players were fed up with the light pollution in the game hall in the past, none of them thought that the lights in the game hall would go out one day.

Everyone stood there nervously, with tears in their eyes.

The road ahead is vast.

I don't know where.

[Competing players are being counted. ]

[174562 person. ]

[The channel to the real world has been blocked, players cannot return to the real world again. ]

[Third and 10 minutes later, player number cards will be issued according to the player ranking. ]

[Announce the victory conditions——]

[[-]. Win the number plates of ten players, and those who lose the number plates will die. ]

[[-]. Unknown. ]

[Three, unknown. ]

[Four, unknown. ]

[The collapse of the homeland is imminent, and the final game has started, fighting each other until eternal night is ushered in! ]

[Limited time: ten days. ]

unknown?

Is it possible that they still need to explore by themselves?

The circular screen in the game hall rose from the ground and slowly flew into the sky, revealing the bloody countdown in front of everyone.

The scene is overwhelming, with the bottom of the visor strewn with black antennas and fragmented parts.When flying into the sky, there are still fine and broken parts falling down continuously.

They have witnessed first-hand what the collapse is.

Those falling parts are like the vitality of the homeland.

It can no longer be used as a transfer point for players and is starting to break down at a breakneck pace.

dong dong dong.

The irregular heartbeat was constantly disturbing everyone.

Taking a deep breath, his lungs were filled with a strong smell of blood, which came from the air.

"We only mentioned the conditions for victory, but what about the conditions for logging out of your homeland and returning to the real world?"

"No, I can't go back to the real world. Don't forget, the homeland is the transfer station between the game and the real world. Now that our transfer station has been destroyed, don't you understand! Are you deaf?"

Despair ensues, and all former friends become enemies.

Tang Shutong's face turned pale: "Stop arguing!"

Standing tall, he can naturally see the changes in various areas.In just a short while, more beams of light lit up.

Players are being harvested.

Not only being harvested by peers, but also being harvested by games.

As an A-level player, Tang Shutong was more desolate in his heart.

If it is possible, who would like to see the collapse of the building in the last period of life?

Above the stone gate, the strong wind blew people into chaos, and the roar of anger was all around their ears, as if they were in the very center of the storm and could never escape.

Tang Shutong looked up and suddenly noticed something strange.

Those red silks are... falling?

There is neither the sun nor the moon in the home, but the sky is frighteningly high, and these red silks can still be hung, showing how far and deep the red silks are.

He had never paid attention to red silk before, he just sighed a few words after dinner.

But the red silk is falling as the players harvest, and the speed is already many times faster than before. Perhaps it is because the homeland has become a game, which makes this weirdness clearly displayed.

Tang Shutong had an ugly expression, he needed a higher gate to see the red silk clearly.

a district!

In the district under Bo Linfeng's control, the gate is the highest among all the districts.

The only place where the red silk can be observed clearly is only in the first area.

Tang Shutong's heart was pounding, and he finally found a way to move forward, so he wouldn't be groping in the dark.

"Let's go down now."

Zhu Qin seemed to have also noticed this scene, his expression was extremely ugly, and he was stunned: "Captain, the speed at which the red silk descends seems to be very close to the speed at which the beam of light lights up!"

Tang Shutong: "Let's go down first!"

Tang Shutong's voice woke Zhu Qin up, and they quickly obeyed Tang Shutong's words.

The hunting moment begins, and the customary rules of the homeland disappear. During this time, all of them are hunters.

Among the 17 players, only the player who captures ten number plates can win.

In other words, only more than 1 people can survive.

Several people arrived at the bottom of the gate, and together with the players guarding the gate, they killed the ghosts from the tenth district.

The night wind is like a knife, and the knife scrapes the bone.

"Captain, what are we going to do next?"

"Wait."

Tang Shutong focused his gaze on the ten districts separated by the gate. In the gap between the stone gates, ghosts and cursed things were still invading here.

What he was waiting for was definitely not Yin Changxia who needed help back then, but a powerful ally of A-level players.

Yin Changxia is not what he used to be.

—

The rain in District [-] is still falling, and it is getting worse.

At first, it was only like fine diamond beads, but now it is like thousands of silver silks, forming a rain curtain, making the ten districts gloomy and desolate.

It was already like this all around, but the sea of ​​flames rolling under the feet like a sea of ​​clouds has not been extinguished at all.

"Ghost King..."

Shi Jun and Shouhou who were in action all stopped, and murmured out the name.

The black iron train trembled several times, and a figure rushed outside.

Zong Tan used his own body as the core, and the faint blue flames built a huge body, with tendons, bones, and flesh and blood faintly showing, and soon overwhelmed the resentful fox formed by the black mist on Jiang Tingyun's body.

"Ow—"

The stern cry of the fox rang out, as if it couldn't resist, it could only be caught weakly.

It's no wonder that Zong Tan has become the ghost king, while Jiang Tingyun is only at the peak of the half ghost king.

Following Zong Tan's attack, the sea of ​​clouds under his feet also changed.

The smoke below rolled up, really like clouds.

Tang Qize hopped his feet several times, but was still in a daze, unable to recover.

Yunjuan Yunshu, all at your feet.

Such a picture is so beautiful and shocking.

But Tang Qize knew that to other ghosts, such a sea of ​​clouds was extremely poisonous and could melt their bodies.

If it wasn't Zong Tan who became the ghost king, but Jiang Tingyun, they should be the ones suffering now.

Among the swirling clouds, there is also a faint blue fire, like a huge wave pushing back to Jiang Tingyun's direction.

The huge resentment fox wrapped in the black mist on Jiang Tingyun's body was finally evaporated.

The anxious battle situation has turned into a one-sided trend.

This is the ghost king.

"How strong do you have to be before you give up!"

Tang Qize's breathing was a little short, and his voice trembled when he spoke, which was completely beyond his understanding.

Excited, shocked, thrilled...

The players who were watching these things had already changed significantly in the way they looked at Zong Tan.

And in the black iron train that everyone was looking at, the coffin had been completely cracked, and the power of the ghost king was so strong that the coffin that was able to imprison the half-ghost king could no longer restrain him.

Yin Changxia's body shook and he fell to the ground.

He didn't have any more strength, so he could only look out like this.

The ghost king is really powerful, but he can cause such a big movement just after he was born.

Looking at the ghosts around who have not yet died, all that is left is to bow their heads and surrender.

The foreheads of the ghost generals were all pressed against the ground, their bodies curled up, and they didn't dare to play any tricks anymore.

In the face of absolute strength, everything is empty talk.

Li Pu's teeth were trembling, until seeing these, all his thoughts were completely shattered.

What chess player?

What dominates others?

It turned out that he had been unworthy.

Ha...it's all over.

Zheng Xuanhai: "I'll help you down."

Yin Changxia squeezed Zheng Xuanhai's hand tightly, feeling the coldness on his body, probably because he lost too much blood.

"it is good."

Everyone also returned to the door of the car one after another, just wanting to leave this place quickly.

There is a lot of fighting at the top, and they have to hurry up.

"Let me carry it, I still have a lot of energy left!"

"You are exhausted, and you still say you have a lot of energy left? Let me do it!"

"Skinny Monkey, with your body shape, I'm afraid you're going to throw Yin Changxia down. Don't be brave when you're old, I'll come!"

It's not uncommon for everyone to fight back and forth.

But Yin Changxia can afford it.

Without Yin Changxia, there would be no way for them to survive. Too many people died in this game.

[Yin Changxia, Zheng Xuanhai, Shi Yao, Shi Jun, Tang Qize, Pei Zheng, Li Pu, Lin Mingfan, Shouhou, Cao Deng. ]

[Bao Xingliang (deceased), Wu Zhi (deceased), Jiang Yun (deceased), Geng Yuan (deceased), Bi Guanlin (deceased), Zhuo Lichuan (deceased), Lan Qian (deceased), He Yuqin (deceased), Shi Hongfei (deceased), Ruan Xi (deceased). ]

Half and half.

There are only ten survivors.

However, among these ten people, there were Shi Yao and Pei Zheng who were unconscious, Li Pu and Shouhou who were seriously injured, and Yin Changxia, Shi Jun, and Zheng Xuanhai who lost their physical strength.

Yin Changxia said: "If you really want to memorize, bring Li Pu and Pei Zheng to District Nine together?"

Everyone: "..."

Pei Zheng and the others are willing, but what is Li Pu?

What if there is a conspiracy behind the scenes!

Seeing everyone's dislike clearly, as an A-level player, how has Li Pu received such anger?

Compared to Yin Changxia, he, Li Pu, is like a person whom everyone hates.

The light in Li Pu's eyes completely dissipated, and he regarded death as death, and he was not willing to beg for help at all.

All the plans, all the obsessions, and all the hopes were turned into empty talk, and he couldn't even get back his belongings. Who told Jiang Tingyun to play cards so unreasonably and swallow his belongings In the ghost core?

It's over, it's over.

Only now did Li Pu realize that the reason why Yin Changxia kept him was to destroy everything about him.

Thin Monkey: "...Let me do it."

Jiang Yun is already dead, so it can be regarded as helping a friend.

Thin Monkey understands Yin Changxia's plan to bring Li Pu back to the Ninth District.

Bo Linfeng wants to collect ten A-level players, not nine... 10, the word itself is worth studying.

Yin Changxia probably wanted to discuss the next move after seeing Tang Shutong.

In case Li Pu died, the key plan was missing a link, and the gain outweighed the loss.

Li Pu: "Why don't you kill me? The tenth A-level player has already been born, and the homeland has no lock for A-level players."

Yin Changxia: "I want to die so much? If I don't make full use of you, how can I be willing?"

Li Pu: "..."

He saw that Yin Changxia's pupils were full of darkness, and he shuddered unconsciously.

Yin Changxia is completely different from him before.

Now they are both A-level players, but they are only on the edge of A-level players, how can they compare to Yin Changxia?

Li Pu lowered his head, not daring to say a word at all, and understood his current situation.

Everyone walked forward with difficulty, the sea of ​​clouds was still churning under their feet, they looked back into the distance, and saw clearly the darkness at the end of the tenth district.

A player disappears.

The beam of light lit up again, as bright as the aurora in the dark night.

This moment is so quiet that everyone is lost in this magnificent splendor.

Yin Changxia held on to Lin Mingfan tightly, but in the end it was Lin Mingfan who was carrying him on his back and walking at the back of everyone.

Yin Changxia said in a nasal voice, "Turn around, don't let them find out."

Lin Mingfan: "But...?"

Yin Changxia: "That's what the Xia family should do. It has been postponed for 500 years. It's the last moment. I can't flee to the Ninth District in a panic because of losing my strength."

Lin Mingfan frowned, still unable to understand him.

Zong Tan will solve everything for him, won't he?

Wouldn't it be better to enjoy everything silently?

And Yin Changxia propped up his body, his eyes fixed on the two people who were fighting.

"At least use my eyes to witness."

The 500-year grievances and the Xia family's crimes will all be revealed at this moment.

Lin Mingfan: "..."

He lowered his head, turned around and returned to the back of the tenth district, and said bitterly: "No wonder Jiang Tingyun blames you for not running away!"

Why face pain head-on, into the place where the storm is strongest?

Does he know what he is running for alone?

Lin Mingfan walked unsteadily, occasionally being bumped by the sea of ​​clouds.He could only bow his waist even more, like a camel in the desert, trying to send Yin Changxia to the center of the storm.

Every step was on his heart.

There are those who don’t understand, those who can’t convince themselves that there are, and those who don’t want to let Yin Changxia do whatever he wants.

But this moment...

He had indeed found what he had been looking for in Yin Changxia.

Moreover, he wants to guard firmly.

After finally arriving at that place, Yin Changxia struggled to stand on the ground.He saw a white bone covered by the sea of ​​clouds on the ground, it was Xia Yulan's body, a body that could no longer move.

"Grandpa..."

Yin Changxia lowered his head, his eyes were hot and humid, and carefully lifted the corpse.

"You have lived and undertaken for the Xia family all your life, and no one dares to say that you have escaped."

"The Xia family has used the murderous coffin to maintain the well-being and luck of the Xia family for so many years. In the end, I am the only one left? You can finally let go of those attachments."

"Don't worry, I will never run away."

Yin Changxia gave Xia Yulan a hug, his emotions were still suppressed, he solemnly handed over the bones to Lin Mingfan: "Help him."

This is obviously just a bone, but Yin Changxia still used the word 'Fu'.

Lin Mingfan was silent for a long time, and finally gave Xia Yulan absolute respect in the gesture of support.

I hope Jiang Tingyun didn't destroy Xia Yulan's ghost core, if he couldn't get it back, Xia Yulan would really die completely.

Zong Tan's last blow caused Jiang Tingyun to be knocked down from the extremely high sky.

boom--

Jiang Tingyun was knocked down from the sky by Zong Tan. Such a strong force caused Jiang Tingyun's body to be injured everywhere.

Even if Li Pu's contents were in Jiang Tingyun's ghost core, and Jiang Tingyun had resentful fox eyes, he couldn't recover for a short time.

Jiang Tingyun wanted to escape as planned, so there was no need to stay any longer.

However, just as Jiang Tingyun was about to do this, he heard Yin Changxia's voice: "Do you want to escape? Coward."

Jiang Tingyun looked over and found that Yin Changxia had returned sometime.

His strategy was very successful. Not only did he obtain the ghost cores of two half-ghost kings, but he also consumed Yin Changxia's physical strength. The only mistake was that he failed to prevent the birth of the ghost king.

He will soon become the King of Ghosts, and this round does not count as his loss.

But when he saw Yin Changxia, Jiang Tingyun only felt that his body had taken root and was tightly connected to the ground, and he couldn't leave no matter what.

Move.

hurry up.

Not long after, Zong Tan will come over.

"Xia Yulan didn't escape, I didn't escape, it's your turn to escape this time?"

Jiang Tingyun's pupils were filled with his figure, and with the beam of light constantly rising from behind, Yin Changxia was under this splendor, golden particles scattered in the air, refracted brilliantly by the rain.

Many players in the Ninth District began to die, and the hand of death was approaching.

Jiang Tingyun reminded himself not to care about what Yin Changxia said.

The black mist in the shape of a resentful fox covering his body has been dispersed by Zong Tan.

If he doesn't leave again, he will have no chance again.

Yin Changxia walked up to Jiang Tingyun, his steps were gentle, his movements were staggering, and he could hit him with just one finger.

However, it was precisely such a person who walked in front of him.

One punch, another punch.

Just like tickling a cat, Yin Changxia no longer has the physical strength to attack fiercely.

Jiang Tingyun: "...It's meaningless."

"You think it's meaningless, but I think it's meaningful."

Yin Changxia's body tensed up, and his voice almost merged into Ye Yu, "I was thinking before that if you team up with Lu Ziheng, I will definitely beat you up."

Beat up?

Not to kill him, but to fight?

Jiang Tingyun: "Xia Xia, you are so naive. I have done so many things, if I were someone else, I would have..."

"Who is the other person!?"

Yin Changxia's eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "I'm not one of those people you insist on currying favor with."

Jiang Tingyun's breathing was stagnant, and he stared blankly at him, but never said another word.

Yin Changxia became very angry, and the strength of the next punch gradually increased.

But Jiang Tingyun felt very painful, more painful than any punch Zong Tan had just hit him.

Beating him violently represents what he has done, and Yin Changxia will use violent beatings to counteract it. He has been keeping the only place for him to return to.

"Those game cores are all your scattered memories and emotional fragments, right?"

"It's so clear, you still want to deny it?"

"You don't want to be abandoned by others. For this reason... you must always maintain your own use value."

"But even if you weren't used, couldn't you still get along with us before?"

Jiang Tingyun suddenly became dumb, unable to speak a word, as if something was strangling his neck.

No matter how harshly Yin Changxia attacks him, it won't hurt him so much.

It was this kind of attitude, like one knife after another, killing him Lingchi.

Jiang Tingyun had never been treated well before.

And now someone finally wants to do it...

On the contrary, I was at a loss.

Yin Changxia: "No matter what Lu Ziheng said to you, I want you to come back, but why do you have to cut off all your escape routes with your own hands?"

Xia Yulan, Luo Li...

Jiang Tingyun couldn't turn his head back.

Losing the ghost core will completely dissipate. Even though he didn't see Jiang Tingyun crushing Xia Yulan's ghost core, how could Jiang Tingyun let Xia Yulan go?

Zong Tan also rushed here at this moment, and when he was about to attack Jiang Tingyun, he saw Yin Changxia below, but he used his strength to force Jiang Tingyun, and did not attack him immediately.

Jiang Tingyun felt the weight of his body, and his face turned pale again.

He simply did not resist, and chuckled twice, like the sun shining on a snowy field in winter, without any warmth at all.

"So what? I've made up my mind to be your enemy, and of course I can't leave a way out."

Yin Changxia's eyes were red: "Aren't you the most calculating? How could you do something that hurt yourself? Just because you were afraid that you would turn around, you cut off all your escape routes. The coward has always been yourself!"

Afraid... that I will turn back?

Jiang Tingyun really wanted to refute, but there was a lump of lead in his throat, blocking everything he wanted to say.

Do not!

No, no!

Those words tore his whole body apart, revealing his bloody heart.

Nothing he did was not asking for help from others.

help me.

Until everyone just regarded him as an enemy because of his calculation and strength.

But Yin Changxia, he caught it.

Jiang Tingyun's breathing was disordered, but the hatred and pain could not be stopped. He had to struggle in order to hold on.

"why me?"

"Why must I be eaten alive?"

The black mist on Jiang Tingyun's body gathered again, tears streaming down his face, and he was about to be wrapped by those sharp shells again.

Lin Mingfan: "Dodge, he will use the resentful fox eye again."

Yin Changxia looked at all this with cold eyes: "Let him use it! No matter how much hysteria he reveals, I will bear it all."

Jiang Tingyun's movements stopped abruptly, and the three-meter-high black mist dissipated.

Hatred and pain did not make him lose his resistance.

It happens to be warm.

Zong Tan answered him: "500 years of grievances. At the beginning, you plotted against me and chose to be the dog of the Xia family, making me a coffin protector, and exposed my whereabouts when I fled to the Xia family. Now the Xia family has abandoned you." , and you deserve it.”

Jiang Tingyun lowered his head, and suddenly laughed: "Hahaha..."

His laughter became more and more desperate, every inch of his body was being hit hard, crushed, and then couldn't be reassembled.

The original method of death was to be torn apart by spiders. They not only took away his own flesh and blood, but also his entire emotion and memory.

Even if he used external force and obsession to force those scattered spiders to form a body, wouldn't he be a broken shell full of gaps?

cannot be filled.

Can't hold any emotion.

He had been treated like this by the Xia family before, and he no longer had the courage to do it again.

"Then what do you want from me?"

"Forgive me?"

"You tell me, how should I forgive?"

Jiang Tingyun lost his former composure, and looked at everyone with red eyes.

The veins in his neck were bulging because of his roaring, and he was completely different from his usual appearance.But in the end, he calmed down very quickly, and asked muttering to himself, "How to forgive? I also want... someone to teach me."

Yin Changxia: "..."

Jiang Tingyun looked at Zong Tan: "Didn't the fracture of your right hand be broken when Xia's family captured you and before you entered the coffin? Don't you hate it?"

Zong Tan: "Hate. Maybe I will continue to hate for as long as I live. Jiang Tingyun, you and I are fierce ghosts. If we don't hate anymore, won't we just wait for the ashes to disappear?"

Jiang Tingyun laughed hoarsely twice, looking a little sad.

"Xia Xia, you heard that."

"Sooner or later, he will be a ticking time bomb. A ghost without a coffin will not hate him."

They had never collided in such a straightforward way. Even though Yin Changxia knew about this, the danger was too dense, and his thinking was temporarily paralyzed.But Jiang Tingyun was different. He had been indulging in pain like this ever since he regained his memory.

Yin Changxia's fist suddenly couldn't be used.

He reminded himself in his heart that this was definitely not sympathy, and he must not sympathize, but when he thought that this was what the Xia family did, he couldn't ignore Jiang Tingyun.

"Then you choose to hate me."

"If you want to look half-crazy like this, then use hating me as an excuse to live well, and all calculations will be directed towards me alone."

Jiang Tingyun: "..."

Zong Tan: "..."

Both of them fell into silence, submerged in the night and drizzle, as if they wanted to blend into this desolation together.

Zong Tan: "It would be fine if there was only hatred."

Zong Tan looked at Yin Changxia, as if crying in his heart.

"Don't you understand yet?"

"I'm enduring hatred to love you."

Yin Changxia was startled, and suddenly lost his words.He has the consciousness to bear everything, but their feelings are far stronger and more passionate than this.

This is the choice they face.

The hurdle that Zong Tan passed was extremely deep and deep, and it was a deep valley.

Yin Changxia has such a meaning to him.

Zong Tan was like a flame, like a red lotus.

He was burning so hot that not even himself was left.

Therefore, he likes Yin Changxia who has his own self, Yin Changxia who goes forward like this, Yin Changxia who never escapes like this, and Yin Changxia who shines like this.

"I named you Zongtan back then, how suitable is it for you?"

"Just like your fate, it is short-lived and destined not to last forever."

Those words still linger in his ears, like a curse, dominating his life.No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape those tragedies.

But there is only one thing, he is not subject to the calculations of the Xia family, that is, he likes Yin Changxia.

Long summer, long summer.

Epiphyllum will not bloom in winter.

His name is a love letter to him.

This is what the Xia family owes him, so use Yin Changxia to repay it to him.

Jiang Tingyun glanced at Zong Tan, his expression was dark and difficult to understand, he didn't know what he was thinking.

If Yin Changxia could appear in his youth, then he must not be so humble, in exchange for a little pity.

He doesn't want to be a dog.

Jiang Tingyun has one last resort, which can contain Zong Tan.

In the reincarnation game, he had cast a curse on Zong Tan, and Zong Tan still had spider patterns on his arms.

This is the method Lu Ziheng taught him, which can get him out of trouble.

There is a demon in his heart, urging Jiang Tingyun, after doing so, he still has a chance to make a comeback.

But Yin Changxia's previous words still resounded in his mind——

"You are cutting off all your escape routes."

What's wrong with cutting off the retreat?

Jiang Tingyun hesitated again.

He couldn't make a choice in the end, as Yin Changxia said, he was a coward.

Jiang Tingyun's body swayed, like a moth that had exhausted his last bit of strength, breaking into the candlelight alone.

Is District [-] about to collapse?

Everything now is exactly as Lu Ziheng told him.

Yin Changxia can no longer stay in this place.

Jiang Tingyun pretended to be a villain, and half-truthfully said: "It's too late, as early as when I got back my memory, we were destined to live forever."

Jiang Tingyun launched an attack, and the skein shot out from his fingers, sticking to the ghost-level self-detonating ghosts in the sea of ​​clouds.

Zong Tan moved his hand first: "I said, if you do it, I will only be faster than you."

At the moment of this collision, the clouds flowing in the sea of ​​clouds under their feet were also blasted away.

Long before that, Zong Tan had already pushed Yin Changxia and Lin Mingfan away, making them return to the vicinity of the black iron train and the haunted house.

Yin Changxia always felt that something was wrong, wouldn't Jiang Tingyun be self-defeating by doing it now?

However, amidst the dust, Yin Changxia saw Jiang Tingyun standing up, and finally there was a gleam in his eyes. He smiled and looked at Yin Changxia, but his face was full of tears.

"Xia Xia, this is the way I came up with for myself."

How can the palm that has been broken for a long time be able to grab someone else?

Therefore, Jiang Tingyun should not choose someone who does not treat him wholeheartedly.

Xia Xia has already chosen Zong Tan.

Yin Changxia's eyes widened, and while they were playing games, new changes began to take place in the tenth district.

The first to suffer from the gamification of homes is the tenth district.

The first to ninth districts are all corrupted, and the already corrupt tenth district is worse than the previous nine districts, and has gradually disappeared.

The range of the beam of light is increasing, and the target is on them.