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Song Yang doesn't like making gods.

No matter in reality or in Smiling Face City, he has witnessed countless times that individuals who are regarded as "gods" fall from the altar.

Similarly, no matter in reality or in Smiling Face City, he doesn't like others to treat him as a god.

Regardless of grades, rankings, abilities, and accomplishments, he is the most ordinary and ordinary human being, and they are also the most ordinary and ordinary human beings.

It is easy to make mistakes, easy to fail, easy to die.

The same goes for the young man named Xia Jing.

Song Yang actually didn't believe that Xia Jing couldn't die at all, but they didn't know what could really kill him yet.

Presumably Xia Jing himself knew this too.

And precisely because of the unknown, Song Yang couldn't afford to gamble.

Of course, he also had to admit that apart from these things, it was very difficult for him to watch this young man accept the torture calmly with his own eyes.

——But this young man is absolutely impossible to follow other people's wishes.

Song Yang understood.

He understands.

Even though he understood, when the monster lifted Xia Jing high, and a huge, exaggerated, terrifying thorn bush appeared out of thin air on the vast grassland, Song Yang still felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be congealed.

Everyone inside and outside the glass house was watching this scene in horror.

The thorn bush was definitely exaggerated by the monster. The thorns growing from the plant branches were extremely sharp, and each root was at least one meter long, which could easily pierce a person.

And these thorns are so densely distributed, whenever the monster hits Xia Jing on it, Xia Jing can instantly turn into a blood hole!

There is no possibility of survival at all!

Song Yang clenched his fists tightly, and the blue veins on his arms and neck stood out.

The moment the monster swung Xia Jing towards the thorn bush, he suddenly threw an item.

Immediately afterwards, a huge black protective cover was in the shape of a bowl, covering him, the monster and Xia Jing, blocking the sight of everyone outside!

Li Shanyin and Xu Ning stared at this scene with wide eyes, showing astonishment and bewilderment.

On the grass, Bian Ya sat up with difficulty, narrowed his eyes and said, "What does your friend want to do?"

"I don't know," Feng Shi frowned, "but he should know."

Xia Jing made an attempt as soon as he was pinched by the monster, wanting to see if he could deal with this monster.

pity--

In the case that props and weapons have no effect on them, their size is still too different.

Even if he could tear off one of the monster's fingers with his bare hands, that's all.

Not only is this useless, even the previous rounds of player punishments have shown that if the punished resists the monster, it will only enrage the monster and prolong the punishment time, which is completely unnecessary.

Xia Jing quickly made a judgment, relaxed his body, and prepared to wait for this wave of punishment to pass.

——Sometimes the monster settings in Smiley City are very rogue, and players can only admit that they are at a disadvantage.

But fortunately, everything is still under control.

But at the moment when this thought fell, a black protective cover suddenly fell from above the monster's head.

Xia Jing raised his eyebrows in surprise, and a shadow came from the side.

In the next second, the monster's arm was hit hard and deviated from the original direction, and the pile of spikes that were about to pierce Xia Jing's body barely grazed Xia Jing's skin, causing a few splashes on his cheeks. dripping blood.

Suffering this blow, the body of the giant monster was crooked, and its movements stopped for a moment.

The shadow fell to the ground, and Song Yang stood firm, staring closely at the giant's reaction.

one second.

two seconds.

Three seconds—

The giant came back to his senses.

But it seemed as if nothing had happened, it didn't mean to settle accounts with Song Yang at all, it just raised Xia Jing excitedly again.

——The monster does not respond to attacks from players other than the punished!

Xia Jing looked down, Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and then said expressionlessly: "Sun Qianqian is like this when he attacks monsters."

Although those attacks could not stop the monster from torturing Sun Fujing, at the same time, those attacks did not attract the monster's attention at all.

This means that in the process of punishing the sub-monster, the "bystander" is actually a bug.

Then here comes the problem, protective props can’t stop monsters, and weapons can’t hurt monsters, so if they completely give up destroying the side monsters themselves, the “bystanders” will find a way to accurately find the weak points of the monsters, so that the monsters’ attacks will completely deviate , Can they get through this round of difficulties?

Song Yang guessed that it might not be that simple.

He had observed several rounds before that when the punished was injured, the sub-monster would slowly show an excited look, which meant that only "the punished was injured" could dispel the anger of the sub-monster and make it leave.

Then the solution seemed to be clear—they might try to deflect the monster's attack, but not deviate completely.

The monster may be satisfied as long as the punished is scratched and injured.

They can escape this round of punishment in disguise in this way.

Song Yang came up with this idea at that moment and put it into practice.

Facts have proved that this trick is feasible.

At this moment, Xia Jing was lying in the palm of the monster.

He was smashed into the thorn bush by the monster again, the huge fall and fast speed brought up the wind, and the wind stirred up the young man's black hair.

He carefully looked at Song Yang's expression.

The man is angry.

Of course Song Yang was angry——

He didn't believe that Xia Jing couldn't think of any solution he could think of, but this guy didn't open his mouth at all. It was because of his immortal body, so he didn't think it was necessary for him to do anything extra?

Song Yang had never been so angry before.

He was so angry that his head was buzzing, but his movements didn't stop.

Using the props, the jumping power of his feet increased a hundred times. He jumped up suddenly, swung his machete, hit the monster's wrist, and slammed its hand high!

This time, the spikes grazed Xia Jing's waist and cut the fabric of his waist clothing!

For the next ten minutes or so, Song Yang didn't stop for a moment.

He kept jumping up and hitting the monster's arms, legs, and shoulders, making the monster's movements deviate again and again.

And those spikes scratched Xia Jing's arms, thighs, and cheeks again and again. The bloodstains only made Xia Jing look embarrassed, but in fact, Xia Jing didn't even feel the pain.

The continuous attack for more than ten minutes is very exhausting, not to mention that the use of props is limited.

When the use of a prop reaches the time limit, Song Yang has to replace it with other less compatible props. At the same time, his physical strength will naturally increase exponentially.

——If there is no black protective cover, he can actually ask Feng Shi to help him and share part of his attack.

But he initially used this prop just in case.

Once his plan fails and Xia Jing is pierced by these spikes, at least they can't let others discover Xia Jing's secret.

Of course, he could also guess Xia Jing's original plan.

This person will be stabbed into a bloody hole under everyone's eyes, and when the monster leaves, he will fall into the grass, covered by tall grass.

Even if the seal and the cliff outside the glass house rushed fast enough, this person can say that he used medical supplies in the first place, so it is not surprising that his body began to heal immediately of.

What if it feels wrong or unreasonable?

Anyway, in terms of reason, this person has the upper hand, he is always so unscrupulous.

Song Yang sometimes wonders, is it necessary for him to chase after this guy and wipe his ass?

Let him go crazy, let him be presumptuous, if this guy overturns his car one day, it's his own fault, so what does it matter to him?

But Song Yang can almost imagine——

One day this guy really overturned, he may be calm and composed, only Song Yang will be driven crazy!

With a cold face, Song Yang turned around and gave the monster a blow!

With a loud bang, the monster's body tilted to the side. This time, the spikes cut through the flesh on Xia Jing's arm, exposing the white bones underneath.

Song Yang's pupils constricted suddenly.

Seeing his expression, Xia Jing narrowed his eyes and said, "Song Yang."

"Don't talk!" Song Yang panted, and the moment he landed on the ground, he turned around and rushed towards the monster again, leaping high, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't tell me to stop, and don't tell me to save props !"

This was the first time Song Yang spoke to him in such a bad tone.

Xia Jing closed his mouth.

He looked at Song Yang in silence for a while, then turned his head, looked at the thorn bushes that were hitting him again and again in his vision, and calculated the time in his heart.

He said: "This time the punishment was a bit too long, I thought, I had to get stabbed through at least once before the monster stopped."

Song Yang froze, gritted his teeth and wanted to rush over.

Xia Jing said: "Song Yang, don't waste time."

Song Yang's footsteps faltered, and then he jumped up again.

But this time, he didn't completely tilt the monster's wrist, but slightly adjusted the direction in which the monster fell down on Xia Jing.

A sharp thorn that was originally facing Xia Jing's left chest pierced Xia Jing's shoulder.

With a bang, blood spurted out.

Song Yang's eyes were blood red.

The monster finally let go.

Xia Jing fell down.

Song Yang rushed over.

When the monster and the thorns disappeared in place, the black protective cover was broken, and the night sky appeared above their heads again, Xia Jing also fell heavily into Song Yang's arms.

The young man's body was a little slender, and a large amount of blood was sprayed on his side face.

Blood was still pouring out of the blood hole in his left shoulder, Song Yang didn't say a word, quickly took out medical supplies to block the blood hole, and sprayed medicine to bandage it.

At the same time, the rest of the bloodstains on Xia Jing's body were rapidly repairing automatically.

Bian Ya and Feng Shi hurried over: "Are you all okay?!"

They were slightly taken aback when they found that Xia Jing was in good condition except for his left shoulder, which was a bit horrible.

Song Yang didn't say a word, just lowered his eyes, and bandaged Xia Jing's wound professionally.

Suddenly, his forehead was touched by cold fingertips.

The young man pressed his forehead, raised his face, and said calmly: "I'm fine, don't always have this expression, didn't we cut our own bodies in the copy of "Bionics" to prove ourselves? "

Song Yang raised his head abruptly, gritted his teeth and said, "That's what I did myself, can it be compared to now?"

Xia Jing looked directly at him: "You are still angry, but Song Yang, haven't you tampered with toys behind my back?"

Xia Jing tilted his head, frowned slightly, and seemed a little puzzled: "What is the difference between what you do and what I do? The only difference is that I succeeded, but you failed."

Song Yang's movements paused, and he laughed angrily: "You still insist on saying such things at this time? Do you think I'm really fighting with you?"

Xia Jing: "Otherwise?"

Song Yang's words popped out between his teeth: "Xia, Jing."

Feng Shi and Bian Ya looked at the situation from the sidelines a bit wrongly, interjected: "Well... you all calm down, don't speak with emotions."

Song Yang said: "Have you ever cared about your body from the beginning to the end? I admit that your physique is different, but you have also thought of the method I thought of to weaken the monster's attack? Why don't you say it? Don't suffer." Wouldn't it hurt a little?"

Xia Jing: "Because using this method will inevitably waste props, and it cannot be done with human physical strength alone."

Song Yang: "To waste props is to waste props. Isn't the meaning of obtaining props just to protect people?"

Xia Jing opened his mouth and swallowed the words again, he squinted his eyes and said, "Okay, I admit that my concerns about this matter are superfluous, but other than that, there are other discussions in this whole matter besides winning or losing. Does it make sense?"

"You'd be mad that I managed to replace those toys, and if you succeeded, you thought I wouldn't be mad? We've all done the same thing, and I thought we'd evened it out."

Song Yang laughed angrily, opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but suddenly realized what Xia Jing said, and stopped his mouth.

He stared straight at the young man in his arms, and said: "...if I sacrifice myself, will you be angry?"

"Why do you think I can't?" Xia Jing sat up, sorted out his torn clothes lightly, and said, "Song Yang, why do you think I would do this? If I really don't care about you, why should I Intervene?"

"Have you forgotten the bunch of conclusions that you analyzed in the glass house yesterday? Or, since when did the extremely smart Dr. Song start to question his own reasoning?"

Song Yang was choked up by Xia Jing's cold tone.

He remembered what he said to Xia Jing last night...Xia Jing actually didn't refute it.

Thinking of this, Song Yang's anger seemed to be scattered lightly on the spot.

A more sour and complex emotion surged into his heart, making his heart beat faster involuntarily.

He said hoarsely, "Xia Xia."

Xia Jing stood up, turned to look down at him, and said, "Song Yang, I don't like to quarrel with you."

Song Yang: "..."

He took a deep breath and said with difficulty: "...I don't like it either."

"Very well, so we have reached a consensus?"

Song Yang: "..."

Why did he feel that something was wrong?

He wiped his face, stood up, turned his head with difficulty, took Xia Jing's hand, and said in a low voice: "You ask me why I am angry, this is not an emotion that can be eliminated after a fair balance, When I understand the reason, I will be angry when I see you hurt, do you understand?"

Song Yang stared at him and said, "Even for me, emotions are sometimes difficult to control, sorry."

Xia Jing also looked at him for a long time before lowering his eyes.

A few seconds later, he raised his eyelashes and said, "I understand."

Just like he knew that at this time, he should also say sorry to Song Yang, but he couldn't help but turn his face cold and speak sarcastically.

Xia Jing never felt that anything could be completely out of his control, but emotions were obviously an exception.

Or to be more precise, it seems that Song Yang's emotions are not completely under his control.

When Song Yang heard his words, it seemed that he no longer planned to argue with him.

The man only raised his hand, smoothed his forehead hair silently, and gently wiped away the blood on his face.

The other hand hanging by his side held his tightly.

At this moment, Xia Jing felt an indescribable feeling.

He said, "Thank you just now."

Song Yang was taken aback.

Xia Jing thought for a while, and said, "It feels really good to be able to reduce the pain a little bit. I was the one who spoke too harshly to you just now."

Song Yang pursed his lips helplessly: "You are the one who got hurt, you don't have to apologize to me."

He murmured: "I just hope that I don't encounter this kind of copy again in the future."

However, this hope is meaningless.

All they can rely on is themselves.

Only by getting rid of this place completely by themselves can they truly gain peace and freedom.

Song Yang's eyes darkened.

But now, they must leave this copy first.

Song Yang said in a deep voice, "Let's hurry up."

Before dawn, they must dig out all the secrets buried in this grassland.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two had eased, Feng Shi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Bian Ya and I took a look just now, and there were no corpses of Wang Lian and Zhang Li yesterday in the grass. Once players die in this dungeon, they should disappear immediately. .”

Then if Sun Fujing and Sun Qianqian were both dead, they might have disappeared without a trace at this time.

The four people looked at each other, then turned around and ran towards the direction where the grandpa and grandson were driven away by the monster just now, intending to make sure, not to mention that the place where the grandpa and grandson disappeared was a bit weird.

While running, Xia Jing glanced around and said, "There is no wind at all outside."

The wind that blows them now is driven by their running.

The grass is automatic in the absence of wind.

The clouds in the night sky are also drifting at a constant speed in the calm night sky.

The four of them ran to the direction where the grandpa and grandson disappeared, stopped abruptly, and looked into the distance.

There is a sea in the distance.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the silver moonlight shines on the sea, sparkling.

They looked down-

That's a cliffhanger.

Sun Fujing was obviously knocked down from here by the monster.

And Sun Qianqian was holding on to a rock protruding from the cliff with both hands, struggling with tears, and when finally someone appeared, she shouted in a hoarse voice: "I...I can't hold it anymore!"

This girl has been here alone for so long!

The faces of the four changed.

Song Yang immediately took out the rope in the interspatial bag, threw it downwards, and said, "Grab the rope, we will pull you up!"

Sun Qianqian's face was flushed red, she struggled to grab the rope and hugged her tightly, Song Yang and Feng Shi pulled the girl up in twos and twos.

After coming up, Sun Qianqian knelt down on the grass and panted, tears falling drop by drop.

She obviously hasn't recovered from the pain of losing her grandfather, but she hasn't forgotten that if she doesn't clear this dungeon, someone will suffer the same bad luck as her grandfather tomorrow night.

Sun Qianqian raised her head, her eyes were red and she choked with sobs: "

The four were stunned.

"I feel like I've been artificially carved, the shape of the cliff is so strange!"