Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

Chapter 342 Convergence
"Don't worry, you can meet up after the second round," Ye Lanchen said.

Song Baoling didn't want to ask too much, but he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Don't you have any teammates? Where's Uncle Liu?"

"I didn't participate, but I just took the opportunity to come in and take a look." Ye Lanchen fanned his fan, his tone awkward.

"I'll pick the elixir and spirit grass here at random, and why don't I join in the fun with you?"

Song Baoling understood it, and didn't refuse. Staying here is not only safe, but also doesn't have to worry about hindering Jun Tingsheng.

So Song Baoling and Lian Jiao stayed here until the end of the second round.

Until this day, Song Baoling was lying on the rocking chair contentedly basking in the sun, the place was full of aura, and even the injuries she had suffered in the past few days were relieved a lot.

At this moment, her head was a little dizzy, Lian Jiao also covered her head, and frowned uncomfortably, "Miss, my head is so dizzy."

Song Baoling had an idea, maybe he was going out of the illusion, right?

Sure enough, Ye Lanchen appeared with her medicinal Lou, "The second round is coming to an end, your medicinal Lou."

Lianjiao hugged Yao Louzi, and Ye Lanchen clicked his tongue twice, "You have taken so many precious herbs from me in the past few days, why don't you even say thank you?"

Before Song Baoling could speak, she and Lian Jiao were teleported out in the next second.

They arrived at the hall in an instant, and the surroundings suddenly became noisy. Lianjiao looked confused, "Are we coming out now?"

Song Baoling glanced around, but didn't find Ye Lanchen's figure, remembering that she didn't find Ye Lanchen at the end of the first round, she knew it.

"No wonder, I'm still waiting to thank him after leaving the illusion."

In the illusion, Ye Lanchen looked at the empty rocking chair, and chuckled, "Little heartless."

In the hall, Jun Tingsheng searched for Song Baoling regardless of his injuries.

Surrounded by dead bodies and cries, the originally clean and tidy hall became messy, bloody, and unbearable at this moment.

Jun Tingsheng's heart sank every time he went, until he saw Song Baoling's skirt in the crowd.

Song Baoling also seemed to have sensed it, and stopped halfway through talking with Lianjiao, and turned his head to look back.

Lianjiao followed her gaze and waved, "My lord, we are here!"

Seeing that Song Baoling was not injured, Jun Tingsheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Where did you go? Did you encounter anything?"

"No, I met Ye Lanchen." Song Baoling picked up Yaolou and showed it off in front of Jun Tingsheng, "I picked it all from him."

Lianjiao remembered something and became emotional, "Miss and I were caught by Chu..."

"Song Baoling!" Before Lian Jiao could say anything, Chu Suyu's voice interrupted her from behind.

Chu Suyu ran extremely fast, and was out of breath when she arrived. Seeing that Song Baoling was fine, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she randomly smirked.

"It's great that you're fine, I thought you..." Chu Suyu kept rushing to speak in front of Song Baoling, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

Huang Sangui couldn't hide the panic on his face, "You you you, why are you here?"

"Can't I be here?" Song Baoling was not in a hurry to pierce Chu Suyu, and asked back with hooked lips.

Chu Suyu glared at Huang Sangui, and motioned him not to show up.

Huang Sangui pulled up the corner of his mouth and said with a stiff smile, "No, what I mean is that we met so quickly, it's really beyond my expectation."

"Really?" Song Baoling replied with a half-smile.

At this moment, the black robe appeared again, "Everyone is more cruel to you than I imagined, the dead can be piled up into mountains."

"It's obvious that you are cruel, let us kill each other! Why bother to speak so hypocritically." Someone in the crowd raised dissatisfiedly.

The black robe didn't take it seriously, "But you guys still did this? I just changed the rules, and it was you who killed the people, so it can't be entirely my fault, right?"

Everyone was stunned for a long time when they heard this, until someone said, "This is really shameless."

There was no way to lower the volume of these words, it was particularly obvious in the hall, and there was a sudden silence.

Many people turned their heads to see who had the courage to directly challenge the black robe.

Yu Zikong didn't expect his voice to be so prominent, but he wasn't afraid either. He covered the lower half of his face with a fan, and his tone was not to be beaten.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

The black robe also stared at Yu Zikong, and Yu Zikong raised his head to wake everyone up.

"Didn't everyone discover this illusion together hundreds of years ago? Why is it now a way for you to borrow a knife to kill people?"

As soon as these words came out, many people suppressed their sadness and questioned the black robe angrily.

"Exactly! At worst, I don't want these things anymore! If my life is gone, what's the use of me taking these things."

"It's only the second round, and the death toll is more than half. Who knows who will survive the third round?"

Everyone protested one after another. The servant in black frowned unhappily, licked his dry lips, noticed Song Baoling standing aside, and smiled coldly.

The black robe picked up the bow and crossbow in the hands of the villain next to him, and the sharp blade quickly cut through the air, and then pierced the heart of someone protesting just now.

The man opened his eyes wide in an instant, looked down at the sharp arrow on his chest in disbelief, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

The others silenced for a moment, looking at the black robe in horror, and there was another innocent corpse in the hall.

Pleased by their reaction, the black robe withdrew his crossbow and warned: "Whoever says something that I don't like, this is the end."

Some people couldn't resist, so they could only sob softly, regretting that they had come to a place like hell.

Not only did he harm himself, but he also harmed his companions and relatives. He even got nothing and fled all the way.

Some people were bleeding profusely, and the wounds hadn't healed yet. Bright red blood meandered to Song Baoling's feet, soaking the white embroidered shoes with blood.

Song Baoling withdrew her foot, the strong smell of blood made her wrinkle her nose uncomfortably.

The sad wailing kept repeating in her ears, and she lingered, she instantly understood why Jun Tingsheng was so determined not to let her in.

He didn't even bring Chai Liang with him.

"Miss, we will come out alive in the third round." Lian Jiao was obviously terrified.

Song Baoling pinched her nose, "What nonsense are you talking about, nothing will happen, don't scare yourself."

Now Huang Sangui is most afraid, Song Baoling came back alive, and it won't be long before the things he and Chu Suyu did will be exposed.

It is impossible to survive the third round with his strength, but if Jun Tingsheng knows about this, his life will definitely be lost.

Huang Sangui regretted it unceasingly. He knew that he should not have listened to Chu Suyu's slander and done such an irreversible thing.

Chu Suyu is still protected by the Chu family and Chu Suci behind him, he is just an unknown person who is manipulated casually.

Noticing Huang Sangui's expression, Yu Zikong tilted his head and chuckled.

(End of this chapter)