Half Immortal

    It took more than an hour for Yan Wei to know that Yan Mingguang and Yu Feizhou had an accident.

    He and Yuemang and others acted, and something too obvious like a walkie-talkie could not be used. After leaving the office building, he and Yan Mingguang and others opened a distance of 300 meters for a period of time, and the perception was not connected, and only then did he realize that something was wrong.

      wandering. But at this moment, he tried several times, but he couldn't locate the perception of others.

    Yan Wei is very aware of Yan Mingguang's ability, and Yu Feizhou and others will definitely not be acting in a style that suddenly falls off the chain.

    —Something happened.

    Yan Wei hung behind the Yuemang team, frowned, and thoughts flashed in her eyes.

    Li Qing got all Yan's "real" information from him, and there was a ghost formation in Room 303, thinking he was useless, and didn't give him a look at this moment. Yan Wei followed Yuemang's team just to let Yuemang help him to find out more news. Now that something happened to Yan Mingguang, he didn't have the heart to stay.

    At this moment, they have reached the small lake beside the playground.

    Yan Wei's extraordinary perception slowly dissipated.

    —On the stump of a pine tree by the lake ahead, a deep scratch was hidden in the shadows, facing the calm lake. The ground from the pine trees to the lake was full of weeds, and scattered water droplets hung on the grass.

    There are traces of death pushed down the lake.

    According to one of the death rules of this dungeon, just standing in that seat will trigger the death of being pushed into the water.

    His perception data is higher than most players. Under the deliberate concealment, the people of Yuemang didn't realize that he was gradually falling behind.

    Yan Wei saw that the distance was almost there, and took out the avatar from the storage bar of the information panel and exchanged it before the dungeon.

    As soon as the stand-in doll landed, it turned into the appearance of Yan Wei. The whole body is exactly the same as that of Yan Wei at the moment, except that his eyes are a little hollow, and there is no black ring on his fingers.

    Yan Wei raised his foot and left, running counter to Li Qing and others. This stand-in doll, which could only last for three minutes, turned around under Yan Wei's control, and steadily followed Yuemang's team.

    Just as she was about to approach the pine tree with scratches, "Yan Wei" swerved slightly and walked along the lake, but after a while, he reached the distance between the pine tree and the lake.

    Suddenly, above the empty pine trunk, a drenched ghost with a face as pale as snow and wearing a school uniform hangs on the branch. Its all-white pupils stared straight at "Yan Wei", and the ghost hand full of group spots gently lifted...

    —Easy to push "Yanwei" into the lake!

    "Puff-"

    Yuemang everyone turned back suddenly and saw with their own eyes the scene of "Yan Wei" being pushed into the water.

    The water surface quickly returned to calm, the ghosts in school uniforms hung on the branches, turned their heads, and showed a stiff and terrifying smile to Yuemang and others.

      Goblin's trick, leave the dangerous place first."

    "Brother Li, then this Yan Wei..."

    "You will die if you die. It's useless in the first place. It saves us the effort to deal with it." I didn't plan to let him go, let Yan reunite with him in **** tonight."

    On the other end, after Yan Wei Jinchan escaped from her shell, she walked back for a while before reconnecting with other people.

    [What's the matter? 】As soon as his perception was connected, Yan Wei quickly asked, 【Why can I only contact you and Gao Ming Zhou Tian? 】

    Lin Zhen's tone at this moment has long since lost his usual condescending tone, and said solemnly and lowly: [We are now on the plank road 200 meters northeast of the teaching building, come here quickly, Yan Mingguang and Yu Feizhou were just caught The goblin is pulled into the split space. 】

    […Who? 】

    [Yan Mingguang and Yu Feizhou. 】

    The world inside the building.

    Compared to the gambling building area where dragons and snakes were mixed in the past, at this moment, before a dungeon in the gambling building area was projected, the players stood neatly in several piles. They silently and quietly looked at every open perspective in the dungeon projection. In front of each team, there were one or two players who were obviously mid-level and high-level players.

    —that's people from organizations.

    Many unorganized players can only be scattered outside the range of these people, watching the progress of this dungeon from a distance.

    The dungeon of the nineteenth floor, from the point of view of the number of layers, is not worth the attention of players with more than a few dozen floors.

    But this is a floating copy of the legendary item.

    This dungeon also opened the casino after this group of players entered. What does this represent? - This means that if these players do not successfully clear the level within this batch of time, before the next opening of the mobile book, they have completely mastered most of the information of this copy in the current casino live broadcast, and can bring it with them. Entering the dungeon again with great preparation.

    So at this moment, the copy projection has been completely surrounded by various organizations.

     "That yan is nothing more than that... He was actually pulled away by a ghost."

    "Who told him to dare to lift 12 floors at once? Those players who were able to survive after lifting more than a dozen floors at one time are not high-level players with famous names in the world now. ?"

    "Yan Wei, who had been with him before, also fell into the water and died, and Yuemang's style is as cold as ever."

    "I said long ago that when Yan Mingguang entered this copy, he was sent to death. You see, now, they are all on their way to death."

    “…”

    In front of Yuemang's team, a man in a long trench coat and a black hood sneered: "Yan Wei is dead, it's a pity that he never turns on the projection... I've never seen his Judging from the player's reaction, it should look good, I haven't seen that face yet."

    On the other side, someone suddenly said, "Zhao Jingchen, do you want to see that face, or do you want that face?"

    The hood covered Zhao Jingchen's face and expression, revealing only the lower half of his face. But with only half of his face, one can see that his skin is delicate and fair, his thin lips are slightly raised, and there is a faint smile.

    "Yan Mingguang's face is not bad," Zhao Jingchen sighed, his voice was soothing, "It's a pity that he is going to die. Li Qing can fight this time, if he kills Yan and takes it again When the legendary item came out, we were very proud. Ning Yi, unfortunately, this time happened to be staggered from your dungeon time, otherwise you would be much more stable than Li Qing."

    Ning Yi stood not far behind Zhao Jingchen, looking up at the progress of the dungeon in the projection, speechless.

      When it arrives, whoever can enter the next batch with the most people will win, and you are ready to **** the invitation letter—"

    Zhao Jingchen's rather clear voice suddenly stopped.

    There was a burst of sighs and concessions from the crowd. On the Xuanniao side, the Xuanniao players who were crowded together spontaneously gave way.

    In the clear open space, a handsome man in a pure white shirt stepped forward slowly.

    Lin Qing's eyes are not squinting, her steps are steady, and her expression is light and warm. Before he got to the front, he opened his thin lips slightly: "I'm sorry everyone, if there is an invitation letter for the next batch, Xuanniao wants all of them, please leave."

    The middle and high-level players of Broken Sickle and other organizations were all stunned.

    Someone shouted: "The surname is Lin, what do you mean, none of your Xuanbirds have entered the mobile book, and you want to directly wrap the next batch?"

    "You don't plan to clear the room when the invitation comes out, do you?"

    Zhao Jingchen: "Xuanniao is not as good as before, why are you second-in-command?"

    Lin Qing raised her eyes slightly.

    "First of all, I know better than you whether anyone in this batch of Xuanniao has entered. Second," Lin Qing's eyes slowly swept across the other organizations present, and the corners of his mouth twitched little by little. Aroused, "I'm not going to wait for the invitations to spill out to clear the scene, I'm - I'm going to clear the scene now."

    "I don't like to beat around the bush, so I'll just say it. The legendary props in this dungeon are left behind by our master Xuanniao, and Xuanniao is bound to win. The definition of "must win" - I also have legendary items in my hand, if you don't leave, you can, I will directly explode the legendary items and die together with you, and safely send all the players on the eighteenth floor of our mysterious bird in."

    He said it indifferently, but the audience was in an uproar.

    Lin Qing is the myth of the best player every time.

    He is the second-in-command of Xuanniao, a high-level player who has a few legendary items and has nothing to do with this kind of dungeon.

    Such a cruel approach is really not worth it. But all those present who knew a little about Lin Qing knew that Lin Qing was always warm, with a pair of ink pupils like a deep pool, which could not be pondered or forgotten, but this person was extremely ruthless in his bones.

    He can do it.

    "...No matter how much you shoot with arrows, this fragmented space doesn't respond?" Yan Wei gasped and spoke very fast, "Yan Mingguang and their walkie-talkies didn't reply, either. I'm sure they won't be in an accident so quickly, the place they were dragged to should be a different space from where we are, and they'll have to find a way to get back from that place."

    "So next, someone must go in again to find a way to help them break the game, and when entering, they must be pulled in without being killed by ghost hands. Zhou Tian, ​​since you calculated Since the air flow rate here may be regular, can we know exactly how long it will take for the space split to occur again?”

    After knowing everything from Lin Zhen's mouth, Yan Wei ran to the plank road.

    The ability to use the burst of perception has consumed a lot of his physical strength. Now he is sitting on the wooden chair on the plank road, leaning against the back of the chair, breathing rapidly, his cheeks are reddish, and his face is indeed quite pale .

    Zhou Tian kept writing the numbers with a pen and paper in her hand, and said, "Lin Zhen has tried many times just now, but violence cannot tear this piece apart again, so I can only hope for the law. From the beginning of the accident to the present, every second of the air velocity, the temperature change in this area, the movement of the light refraction angle and the air humidity, roughly calculate a time curve. If I am not wrong, another seven minutes and six seconds. , the air conditions here will reach the situation when Lin Zhen had an accident, Yan Mingguang and Yu Feizhou shot, and those ghost hands are very likely to appear again. It is now six minutes and fifty-eight seconds..."

    Lin Zhen was sitting on the other side, Gao Ming was bandaging the wound on his shoulder.

    He said: "Little pet, take Zhou Tian Gaoming to hide here first, and if it's evening, go back to Yuemang's dormitory to set up the rest of the bell net as planned. Me, Yan Mingguang I haven't had a fight with me, and I haven't seen enough of Yu Feizhou Tiantian's idiot's heart attacking expression, so I'll go in and fish for them."

    Yan Wei took a few deep breaths again, and when he calmed down, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Can you take them out?"

    "What do you mean? Otherwise, I'll fight you first, and I'll go in after winning the fight. With your skill, seven minutes is more than enough to solve you, and seven seconds is too much for me. "

    Gao Ming completely dealt with Lin Zhen's wound, Lin Zhen's all-black clothes were stained with blood that could not be seen, but he did not show any strangeness. He clenched his jet-black longbow again, the blue veins on the back of his hand protruding slightly, and tried to pull the bowstring.

    “Tsk, the wound was handled well,” he said.

    Yan Wei got up and took out the self-defense dagger he exchanged in the mall from the storage bar of the information panel. The blade slashed through the air, making a slight cracking sound.

    "You keep your body index and go to the moonlight. The only thing we know about the place where Yan Mingguang and the others were dragged in is that there may be many ordinary ghosts - after all, there are many ghosts. As for I don’t know anything about the others, but it is definitely not something that can be cracked by violence. If you have developed limbs, you can crack it. Do you think that Yan Mingguang and Yu Feizhou have not sent us any news until now?”

    Lin Zhen's hand holding the longbow paused.

    Zhou Tian reminded: "Five minutes and twenty-nine seconds."

    Lin Zhen leaned on the back of the chair, raised his eyelids, and Yan Wei's straight back was reflected in his dark red pupils.

    Half an hour.

      Oh, even if it is a human favor, it is also the favor of Yan Mingguang and Yu Feizhou to save me. You have a clear conscience. Taking a huge risk to do thankless good deeds, you have long known that it is not worth it. Don’t stay here. Pretend, wait outside for me to take these two people who got lost and don't know where to come out."

    Yan Wei looked back at him.

    "Oh, so we're the same people, and the conclusion is that I shouldn't go in, you should? You failed logic."

    Lin Zhen choked.

    For a moment, Yan Wei raised his eyebrows: "I am indeed myself, but since I entered this mobile book, I have been doing things that are absolutely impossible to do under reason. You are indeed arrogant and arrogant, but you This time, did you really come in alone to get the legendary props and challenge the 19th floor mobile book? You don’t belong to any organization on the surface, but you actually brought in a group of Xuanniao members who pretended to be lone wolf players, thinking I couldn’t see it? "

    "And who said that it is not cost-effective to go in? As long as I go in, I will be able to crack it."

    "Speak up."

    "Smarter than you."

    Zhou Tian said again: "Forty-six seconds."

    Gao Ming raised his hand: "How about I go in—"

    Yan Wei and Lin Zhen turned to look at him at the same time, and said in unison, "You stay well!"

    Gao Ming shrank his neck and immediately put down his hand.

    Lin Zhen glanced at the watch on his wrist, the second hand swayed little by little, and the surrounding air seemed to be slowly distorting.

    Zhou Tian: "Thirty seconds."

    Second hand wobbles.

    “tick-tack-”

    “tick-tack-”

    “tick-tack-”

    “…”

    Yan Wei and Lin Zhen had already stood at the place where the ghost hand would have appeared before.

    Zhou Tian began to count down: "Three...two..."

    Lin Zhen glanced at Yan Wei: "Hey, little pet, if you can bring out my two saviors this time, I won't fight with you in the future."

    "It's as if you're looking for me now, and I'll take care of you."

    "One!"

    Ahead, the air suddenly fluctuated, and countless ghost hands extended out of the ethereal air at this moment.

    Lin Zhen took precautions this time, cleverly dodging all the fingernails aimed at his flesh, hanging on a ghost hand that was retracting, and disappeared in an instant Yan Danger is in front of him.

      He took out the flower ball props that could instantly heal the wound, and he didn't move, letting the ghost hand pierce his arm and drag him in instantly.

    The world is spinning.

    The moment he landed, Yan Wei just used the flower ball to heal the place scratched by the ghost's hand, and the surrounding aura surrounded him with a feeling that Yan Wei was familiar but could not tell why. At this moment, he felt that something in his mind wanted to pop up, but he couldn't grasp the root cause.

    He was in a trance for a moment, and then he could see all around.

    The surroundings of him and Lin Zhen were densely filled with dancing ghost hands—just ghost hands.

    There are no ghosts or corpses as they imagined here, just one after another ghostly hands that are pale and covered with corpses.