Wang Wang's dream color

"pat..."

Everything ends in the slightest moment of sound.

Like the shattering sound of glass being broken.

Following the sharp wind blade evoked by the divine sword that pierced through the air.

Inch by inch, the strange imprint of the fangs and claws winding on the flower vines in the sea of ​​mist shattered...

Except for the slightest sound at the beginning, everything fell into a moment of stillness.

Thick fog and flower tendrils, distraction and sword shadows...Frozen at this moment——

----then...

——It exploded in an instant!

"boom!"

The huge distracting giant shadow and the whistling sea of ​​mist engulfed it and exploded in an instant!

The last moment of fierce fighting!

"laugh!"

The sound of clanking and clanging ended sharply along with the end of the flying sword shadow——disappeared in a light piercing sound of flesh and blood!

On the dazzling burning Firework Throne, the sword shadow piercing through the air screamed mercilessly and plunged into her body!

Blood splashed down!

The throne behind her collapsed and withered in an instant!

Falling—she opened her eyes suddenly—

Seeing everything in front of me is dizzy, and the smell of blood fills my heart——

"boom!"

She knelt down on the icy ground in embarrassment, half-raised her head, and looked at——

Countless shattered flower vines and imprints fluttered randomly, surrounded by the thick black mist that rushed back in an instant, at this moment, they all swirled and condensed into a huge stream of air like a river——

With a twist—then fiercely scraped and plunged into her slender and trembling body!

"boom!"

The savage and frightened air flow rushed back to the shell for them to hide with a hint of urgency, and every bit of wind and force it brought left a deep and shallow wound on her body.

Within a few breaths—the complex power that enveloped the whole audience almost rushed back to that petite body—

She was hit by the extremely domineering airflow and couldn't bear to be thrown on her back. She could barely lean on the bottom of the withered throne, her whole body was stained with blood stained crimson...

She raised her head, staring at the extremely dense black shadow still floating in the air with her eyes almost absent-mindedly, and saw that the sword condensed from the momentum was being inserted into the chest of the shadow.

In the battle of distraction, it was the momentum that pierced her, and the sword shadow that turned into actually hurt her distraction.

her...distraction...

She looked up at the unmoving black shadow that hadn't collapsed under such a strong attack, her heart and lungs were trembling, so she was... distracted...

Before she could think too much, the black shadow floating in the air had already raised its hand to hold the Shiyuan sword, and pulled it out inch by inch with extreme indifference...

"what..."

——The five internal organs seem to be shattered inch by inch, and the cold air that freezes the soul diffuses from the bottom of my heart...

"Do not..."

Every inch she pulls out, she can't stop trembling...

It was as if the pain from the marrow and soul was eroding her heart and body inch by inch...

Black Shadow is still drawing his sword without hesitation...

Little by little, watching the light on the sword diminish, watching the slender figure below him sink into extreme pain.

Her mindless eyes wandered, she looked at the black shadow and slowly lowered her head, the ruthlessness and indifference in her eyes seemed to seep into the air and blend into her breath...

Pain...extremely painful...

She feels like she's...going to rot...

A long but very short breath...

The already dim sword shadow of Shiyuan was completely pulled out... A black and red imprint of fangs and claws was quietly condensed on the body of the gradually cracked sword...

She was out of focus, only to see the black figure throwing the slowly shattering sword casually, leaning over and opening his arms—to embrace her.

Extreme pain—extreme cold—

Being hugged by that same slender figure, she slowly closed her dazed pupils, and a vague and bewitching murmur came from her ear, and she could only feel that all the temperature was slowly fading away...

In the blink of an eye, the shadow merged into her body.

Slowly, the crimson blood oozes out, and the last sense and temperature fade away...

A dead silence.

"boom!"

At the same moment when the sea of ​​fog exploded, Bai's distraction had also collapsed under the impact of that force, and he also opened his eyes and woke up at the same time.

That's impossible.

He saw with his own eyes that his sword pierced through the fog barrier and dealt the final blow to that demon...

Seeing that girl fall off the throne and get seriously injured...

Seeing... that impossible scene...

"call out!"

The thrown sword shadow shattered into pieces, and the shattered momentum flashed back to Bai's body...

His heart skipped a beat, and he sensed something was wrong.

Bai lowered his head, eyes that were always as still as still water were stained with solemnity.

A faint black and red mark condensed into a coquettish flower tendril... slowly wrapped around his wrist.

Breathing stagnantly, Bai Zai's gaze towards the comatose figure on the opposite side has changed.

The imprint is very faint and indistinct...

However, it really exists.

Standing and lying down on the stage, it was empty, only a faint smell of blood melted into the almost stagnant air.

A dead silence.

everything is over.

Seeing Bai Qing standing on the field, the girl opposite was covered in blood and was in a mess.

Who wins and who loses...for a while it is very clear.

"This is impossible!"

In the eerie silence, Samuel, who had been leaning lazily on the stage and staring straight at the field, straightened up suddenly, and there was a faint scarlet in his eyes looking at the unconscious girl.

"Distraction can only emerge in the deep sleep of the golfer. How can the mind and the golfer be the same as the same heart, how can it exist and act independently!"

"What the hell is that..."

With countless thoughts in his mind, Samuel looked at the slender and fragile figure, and laughed in a low voice for a long time, the mysterious longing obsession appeared on the angelic flawless face.

"Little princess, you are... so charming."

"Bai Sheng! Advance to the third seat!"

The cold electronic sound finally broke the eerie silence, and everything was a foregone conclusion.

"cherry!"

Witnessing the entire match, watching the slender figure lying quietly on the ground without making a sound, Echizen felt his heart stop for a moment.

As soon as the result was announced, a stretcher was called to carry her off the stage in a coma, and Echizen looked at the girl covered in injuries all over her body without a sound, feeling a sharp pain in her heart.

No longer interested in observing the subsequent battle situation, Echizen hurriedly followed the stretcher to the medical room, and did not notice Shiro's staring gaze from the high platform.

"Master..."

In the darkness, the thick and oppressive silence was still there. Richard's eyes turned away from the stage, and fixed on the figure sitting in the chair stiff for a long time in front of him.

"Puchang..."

His voice was already difficult, and he slowly let go of the hand holding the chair handle, and his eyes did not look away from the direction where the stretcher was lifted for a long time.

"Doctor Uraba has already waited there in advance, nothing will happen, you don't have to worry."

Sighing indistinctly, Richard spoke knowingly, comforting him softly.

"Ah..."

The light on the fingertips that trembled for a moment stopped, he exhaled, and closed his eyes to hide all the emotions that were exposed in an instant.

After this battle, the amount of money on the gamble has reached an astonishingly high level, and when the remaining two games are over, it will definitely reach the extreme of madness.

Yagawa looked at Shiro on the high platform, narrowed his eyes, his eyes were full of thoughts.

The purpose of "Ghost Skull" holding regular ball clubs is firstly to absorb a large amount of turnover funds through gambling, and secondly to absorb fresh organizational blood.

Underground tennis regularly has agreed black matches, and behind every participating player there is a huge interest group, that is, the subordinates of their respective ownership rights.

This ball club is also a disguised form of ownership auction.

Knowing the existence of the little princess before, he carefully selected the golfers to use as a test...

Ya Chuan looked at the lonely figure waiting silently on the sidelines, and frowned. This is a newcomer who is going to be selected into the training of the organization, and it is just right to stimulate the little princess, but against Bai...

Not to mention that because of Bai's appearance, he also messed up the instructions above. The little princess has now left the field, and it is impossible to fight Samael...

If things go on like this, he will lose the carefully selected rookie, and Samuel will lose to Shangbai at best...

This affects the next... important action.

After turning his mind for a few times, Yagawa glanced at the screen where the betting amount was still jumping up, and sighed, that's all, let's stop this time.

Just when everyone in the audience was puzzled by the delay in reporting the next game due to the electronic voice, Yagawa's lazy voice, which had disappeared for a long time, finally sounded lazily again.

"In view of the fact that the strength of the top three seats in this club far exceeds expectations, the blind shooting mode is adopted, and the subsequent games will be cancelled."

An extremely simple and domineering sentence finalized this somewhat nondescript ending, but apart from faint whispers, there was no commotion in the audience.

This is the deterrent power of "Ghost Skeleton".

Chu Ming looked around, but the light in his eyes gradually shone brighter as the stadium slowly dimmed.

"The game is over, please go back to the cabin to rest, the final attribution auction will be held online later."

Electronic sounds sounded along with the stealthy exit.

Chu Ming pulled Shanze, who was still ignorant, and stood up, looked at the dark corner far away, and spoke softly.

"Let's go."

Once you have taken the first step, there is no going back.

The surroundings were dim, Bai stroked his gown, and walked down the high platform slowly.

The footsteps paused for a moment as they passed by the lonely figure that had been hidden by the stage, but they didn't stop, only revealing the habitual hazy and extremely beautiful smile like Qingxue, with a hint of interest.

"Why on earth are you here?"

The unstoppable pace was stopped after all, Bai looked at the dazzling face full of shadows and complicated eyes blocking him, and the smile on his face faded away.

The two looked at each other silently for a while, and under the gaze of Samuel's stubborn eyes, Bai raised his hand and quickly made several gestures.

"Entrusted?"

Understanding Bai's gesture, Samuel frowned, and wanted to ask more questions, but seeing the person in front of him, with an expression that he would never answer again, he bypassed him and left gracefully.

After staring at the man's leaving figure for a long time, Samuel's eyes darkened. He turned around, put a dazzling smile on his face again, and walked away step by step.

All I could see was the blond hair shining brilliantly in the bleak scene...into the darkness.

"Sakura, sakura,

Under the clear sky in March in Yangchun, there are endless cherry blossoms.

Ruxia is like clouds and flowers are blooming, and the fragrance is wafting and beautiful..."

......

The distant singing voice fades away... only the hazy and soft touch remains.

It's like having a dream that never ends.

She slowly opened her eyes, the pain all over her body fell into the soft quilt, the excruciating reality and the blurred illusion in front of her eyes...

"...Uraba, doctor?"

Consciousness slowly returned, the outline in front of her eyes gradually became clear, and the familiar gentle face was approaching, who was intimately adjusting the infusion tube in her hand. Hearing her voice, he raised his head and nodded gently.

"it's me."

"I..."

Closing her eyes with difficulty, she looked at the unfamiliar pure white flowers above her head, her voice was weak.

"This is the medical room on the cruise ship. You were sent here after the game."

After adjusting the infusion tube, Uraba straightened up and took a step back.

"Multiple injuries, you are very weak and have slept for more than ten hours."

"How do you feel now?"

"Doctor Uraba..."

Without answering Uraba's question, she trembled her eyelashes and glanced at the black night outside the porthole, her voice was unpredictable and difficult.

"What about him...?"

"Ok?"

Uraba lowered his head slightly in surprise, but he was facing the pair of pupils that were full of starlight at the moment.

"I want to see him."

Her voice was hoarse, trembling slightly.

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