Lin Zhen seemed to be awake.
He was surrounded by black air, and his whole body was drooping rather weakly. He Luo easily grabbed him, and he was obviously seriously injured. He is still wearing the school uniform of Chenxi High School, but the school uniform jacket has been torn in many places. The original pure white school uniform has been stained with blood, but He Luo's hand is penetrating Lin Zhen's shoulder, and the blood stained the school uniform. Deeper.
Although He Luo's face was scary, he was still neatly dressed in his school uniform. At this moment, he was grabbing Lin Zhen who was seriously injured. A ghost was more well-dressed than a player.
In the dark night, Yan Wei couldn't see Lin Zhen's specific expression, but vaguely saw Lin Zhen raised his head to look at him vigorously, and even smiled.
Yan Wei took a deep breath.
Yu Feizhou couldn't resist walking forward, Yan Mingguang grabbed Yu Feizhou, and said in a calm but sharp tone, "Calm down."
Yan Wei asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
Yu Feizhou clenched his fists tightly, his usually gentle face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost at this moment. He said: "After you went in, the ghosts here were sporadic attacks. We dealt with it easily. But Lin Zhen never came back. He said that there were too many ghosts on the way back. Ming Guang felt wrong, the grove is the key, how could there be more ghosts than Lin Zhen on the way back, but before you came out... "
Yan Wei understood.
He subconsciously clenched the punishment slip in his hand even more forcefully, leaving extremely obvious wrinkles on the yellowish punishment slip.
It turned out to be like this.
Before he went in, he sensed something was wrong, and he was about to go in to get the disciplinary order. Every step was crucial, but He Luo never showed up, as if he was not in a hurry. That's why he told Yan Mingguang, be careful that He Luo might have a hole card. The npc in this dungeon is different from the previous dungeons. This is a 19-story mobile book reassembled from the energy scattered in the super high-level dungeon. This time, a gambling building is also opened. The difficulty and the ability of the npc are completely overstated. of.
He Luo has always been no different from the players. He will use intrigues, pretend to be players to deceive players, and naturally see the relationship between them. From the beginning, this ghost thing didn't spend it with them on the small forest side, but directly gathered all the ghosts to catch Lin Zhen first, and then use Lin Zhen to exchange orders with them.
No matter how powerful Lin Zhen is, he is still alone. It is impossible to kill all the ghosts here by himself.
He took a quick step forward and pulled all the players to their side in the racing mode, thus finding out Qian Xuanxuan's backtracking illusion through crowd tactics, and got He Luo and Qian Xuanxuan's illusion in the shortest time. Dismissal order. But He Luo simply gave up on this step, and simply let them get the disciplinary order, and started on Lin Zhen, who had placed the order, and waited for them to hand over the disciplinary order after they got it.
One advance and one retreat, one back and one back, at this moment the game between the two sides has completely reached a balance.
But this is only a superficial balance.
Yan Wei frowned and looked at Lin Zhen who was covered in blood, knowing in his heart that ghosts were different from them. The ghosts are only for pure benefit, but they have to take into account Lin Zhen's injuries and Lin Zhen's life.
He had many thoughts in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface, and said, "You and Qian Xuanxuan disappeared after I ruined the disciplinary order. Lin Zhen is naturally fine, why should I give it to you?"
"Then try to ruin it, take a gamble, and see if I can kill your friend in this instant."
"Isn't giving you the disciplinary order a gamble?"
At this time, He Luo saw that they didn't agree immediately, so he grinned grimly: "But I can afford it, if you don't give it to me, I can spend it slowly. Every time, I poke a hole in his body, poke it Until he dies painfully. If you give me the punishment list, I don't have to kill you."
The hand that penetrated Lin Zhen's shoulder was pulled out suddenly, and then pierced again from the same place. Lin Zhen groaned uncontrollably, but he didn't cry out for pain, but tried his best to say in a very weak voice: "I believe your evil... I will give you the punishment sheet... We are really waiting to die. You have You can poke your heart, you idiot."
Without hesitation, He Luo poked a hole in his shoulder with his bare hands.
Lin Zhen didn't even hum this time.
Yu Feizhou's pupils shrunk slightly, and he was about to move forward when he raised his foot. Yan Mingguang swung his long whip to drive away the approaching ghosts, while holding onto Yu Feizhou vigorously, he just repeated: "Calm down."
At this time, other players who were still alive looked back and forth while fighting with the ghosts—all of them were not friendly.
Lin Zhen and them were neither related nor related, what they cared about was the disciplinary order. If Yan Wei said yes now, I am afraid that the first one to approach Yan Wei is not He Luo, but these players who only have interests in them.
The blue veins on Yu Feizhou's forehead popped up, his face was heavy, he turned his head to Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang and said, "Yan Wei, Yan Mingguang, Lin Zhen is right, He Luo can't be trusted, the disciplinary order was given to him, he and Qian Mingguang Xuanxuan has no constraints, and we are bound to die. I can't ask you to exchange Lin Zhen with a disciplinary order. Settle the grievances between He Luo and Qian Xuanxuan, end this copy, but don't stop me from saving him. Even if I fail to save him, if something happens, it's my choice."
He spoke extremely fast, completely different from his usual meek appearance, it was obvious that what he said just now was serious.
Yan Wei grasped the disciplinary order in his hand, and said solemnly: "I can't make the move to die, but it's also impossible to just watch Lin Zhen have an accident like this, Yu Feizhou, believe me, I just came out of Qian Xuanxuan's backtracking, I always feel that something is wrong now, and I need some time to figure out what we missed. We stop you now, not because we want to give up Lin Zhen, but because I think something is wrong, I just need a little time—"
He paused.
Not far away, He Luo moved his hand slightly, and once again scratched out a bloody hole in Lin Zhen's arm. He stared closely at the disciplinary sheet in Yan Wei's hand, his tone was gloomy and hurried: "Give me the disciplinary sheet!"
The thoughts in Yan Wei's mind were chaotic, and under the effect of rationality, he suppressed his emotions again.
He needs time, why don't their opponents know how to put time pressure on them? It was only a minute or so since the last time he shot Lin Zhen, and He Luo made another ruthless attack. Lin Zhen was already heaving a sigh of relief, how many times can he last
Yan Wei gritted his teeth, and was about to speak when Yu Feizhou suddenly said, "How long do you think it will take you to think it through?"
Yan Wei was startled.
In front of his eyes, Yu Feizhou was holding a blue bead prop in one hand and a dagger in the other, and he stabbed it into his hand without hesitation. And at the moment when it was poked in, Lan Zhu gave off a soft halo, and the place on Lin Zhen's hand that was injured by He Luo healed instantly.
Yan Wei understood in an instant.
He has always been a rational and profit-oriented person, but at this moment, he felt a faint sadness rising.
Yu Feizhou snorted, and the hand holding the dagger was so hard that it turned red. He said: "...my skill is that I can exchange wounds for strength or wounds for wounds. Lin Zhen will not sit still, and I am willing to believe in you. I can exchange Lin Zhen's injuries on me to delay time, but I can only If you can resist, you..."
Yan Wei said seriously, "Ten minutes, give me ten minutes."
"it is good."
Yu Feizhou turned his head and glanced at the ghost in neat school uniform not far away, his eyes were deep.
Tens of thousands of pressures were on Yan Wei's body, his rationality firmly suppressed his emotions, and he took out the incomplete moon wheel without changing his expression. The next moment, an invisible wall was erected around Yan Wei and Yu Feizhou, and the moon wheel temporarily divided the small place they were in into another space.
At this moment, there are countless ghosts attacking here, surrounded by the fluctuations caused by the fighting between players and ghosts. Dividing such a small place is more difficult than dividing up a large place that was burned in the daytime. Yan Wei's face turned pale in an instant, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead.
He raised his eyes and met Yan Mingguang who was outside this small space through the barrier.
The man looked at him with calm and deep eyes, and his black pupils looked like shining stars in this dark night. He only surrounded himself and Yu Feizhou in it so that Yan Mingguang could deal with some unexpected situations within a few minutes, but Yan Mingguang didn't ask him anything at all, but told him with such an unquestioning gaze. , Yan Mingguang believed him.
Yan Wei had a clear mind and didn't say much.
In front of him, Yu Feizhou saw He Luo attacking Lin Zhen again, and stabbed himself without hesitation, gritted his teeth and drew the new wound on Lin Zhen to himself.
A low-pitched ghostly howl suddenly came out of the dormitory in front of the grove, with the sound of grinding teeth—it was the starving ghost, and it also came out when the night came.
Yan Wei blurted out: "...the three of the broken sickle." The starving ghost came out from the second floor of the dormitory, and he threw Wu Hua in the bathroom on the first floor. The first target must be the three of Wu Hua who are unconscious.
Yan Mingguang asked him: "Can you support yourself with the moon wheel for a while?"
The choice of Lin Zhen and the disciplinary order was still weighing on Yan Wei's heart. The moon wheel was floating in his palm, draining his physical strength and perception, and Yan Wei's lips began to turn pale. But he still said: "A few minutes is fine, you have to come back quickly and help me stop it, otherwise they will attack with all their strength, and I won't be able to hold on. You go, if you don't go... you won't be the you I know."
He can't save him, but Yan Mingguang can.
Yan Mingguang took a deep look at him and said, "Be careful."
Then, he swung his whip, and the tail of the whip rolled onto the branch with a rustling sound. Yan Mingguang jumped up with his strength, and in a blink of an eye, he kicked through the window of the dormitory on the second floor and jumped in.
Yan Wei looked away. He maintained the rotation of the moon wheel, slowly closed his eyes, discarded the messy sounds around him and the sound of Yu Feizhou raising and lowering the knife, and gathered all his thoughts together.
Ten minutes, within ten minutes, he will either find a better way to break the game, or he will be completely at a disadvantage in this game, facing the punishment order and Lin Zhen's choice.
The world inside the building, the gambling area, and the copy of the dead school building before the projection.
At this moment, it was raining in the world inside the building, and the drizzle was falling little by little, bringing a bit of coolness.
Lin Qing still stayed here, holding an umbrella, looking at the projection angles that were still open. In the projection, the dungeon has clearly reached its final moment, but his expression has not changed at all, it is still the same as before, unbelievably serious.
Suddenly, his eyes paused.
In the midair before the projection, some black invitations appeared at some point. Neither the drizzle nor the cool wind seemed to affect these invitations. They were slowly falling down without any rain.
The person from Xuanniao beside Lin Qing was startled, and asked in confusion, "Why are there only six or seven letters?"
Lin Qing raised her hand and signaled others to take down these invitations, saying: "Because the dungeon is about to end, but there is an imbalance between players and ghosts, so a limited number of places is open for new players to enter."
As he spoke, he looked at the picture of Yan Mingguang. Before Yan Mingguang, there were relatively few pictures, but after nightfall, it was turned on, allowing people outside to see the situation of the dormitory building.
The starving ghost was repulsed by Yan Mingguang at the moment it was about to bite Wu Hua and others. While entangled with the starving ghost, he threw the people with broken sickles to Yan Wei one by one, and Yan Wei opened the barrier One corner of the knife dragged the unconscious Broken Scythe player into the space divided by the moon wheel.
After a while, Yan Mingguang rescued the three people who had broken the sickle, but the starving ghost followed Yan Mingguang all the way to the grove.
In a corner of the grove, Qian Xuanxuan, with long hair draped over her shoulders and covered in blood, was also floating there silently.
"Ghosts are too powerful, we need more people to go in," Lin Qing watched He Luo poke a bloody hole in Lin Zhen's body, and said methodically, "Arrange seven players below the 19th floor who are the most capable players. Go in. After you go in, you don’t have to do anything, just fight the ghosts.”
This is equivalent to going in to fill up the number of people, simply acting as thugs for Yan Wei and the others.
The people beside Lin Qing obviously didn't understand: "This... don't we save Lin Zhen? Or try to attack this ghost first after entering, and take Lin Zhen—"
"No, he's here, Lin Zhen will be fine."
"he?"
"he."