Wen Shi had been extremely alert since Luo Xiao approached him. He just needed someone to accompany him to the library. Since the other party wanted to get closer to him, he must show some value as a teammate.
If you don't use the labor that comes to your doorstep, you'll lose it.
As for what Luo Xiao’s real purpose is, it doesn’t matter. Wen Shi doesn’t care at all.
The subsequent betrayal and selling out were completely expected.
One minute ago, when E Xiu was making an arrogant speech, Wen Shi used his skill for the first time.
[This skill requires 100 points. Please confirm whether to use it? ]
"yes."
[Skill 'I am me' activated
Looking for target...]
[Tip: This skill can only summon the same character in each game]
[Can I use 10 points to enjoy the support recommended by the game
The search found that the player's points balance is zero...
The recipients of support will be randomly assigned.
Allocation successful!
Do you know what kind of fireworks you will see?]
“…” What’s wrong with being poor
The entire summoning process went unexpectedly smoothly.
Players cannot kill people.
This is the rule that the game puts on the surface. It seems to be the same as not being able to eliminate each other, but Wen Shi guessed that it was a trap buried by the game. In the future, there should be dungeon monsters that will pretend to be players. At that time, if you want to survive, you have to take action. Once you make a mistake in judgment, you will be eliminated immediately.
However, these are all problems that he may face in the future. At least now this iron rule is of great benefit to him.
Wen Shi's plan is that no matter who comes, they can pick up the dagger and hold E Xiu hostage, and the other party can kill E Xiu, but E Xiu cannot kill anyone, so he will be restricted everywhere. He can take the opportunity to force E Xiu to hand over some life-saving props.
Who knew that the man would be so ferocious and stab the person right away.
E Xiu's eyes widened. He had thought of many ways to die, but he had never thought of such a simple death with a single sword. Looking at all the copies, due to the rule that they could not kill each other, everyone used tricks to indirectly harm others, and no player had ever died so simply and violently.
The moment E Xiu fell, Wen Shi finally saw the summoned existence clearly.
The long black hair was swaying, and the person had a pair of extremely charming phoenix eyes. Her temperament was so unique that you could not see a trace of tenderness in her eyes. Instead, she had a kind of deterrent power that only those who had been in a high position for a long time had. Her facial features were relatively deep, and it was rare for a person's beauty to be so strong and flying.
If you look closely, you can see that Wen Shi and the woman's eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar, but the former appears more delicate.
"This, this girl..." Wen Shi didn't know what to call her for a moment.
The other person was wearing clothes from an unknown dynasty, with large patches of gold embroidery on the clothes, a gold belt around his waist, and a double dragon jade pendant hanging from his waist, which added a sense of grace and majesty to the whole person.
When she saw Wen, the woman raised one eyebrow, put away the sword with her backhand and said, "Call me sister."
"Sister, sister?"
Wen Shi repeated her words with a little doubt.
The woman was very satisfied with the title. When she turned her head, she regained her previous domineering attitude and looked coldly at E Xiu lying on the ground.
"What are you pretending for?"
Wen Shi was surprised: "Not dead?"
The woman shook her head: "That sword didn't hit the vital part."
Wen Shi realized this belatedly. First of all, the large-scale blood splattering did not last too long. It seemed that E Xiu had taken some special medicine, and the bleeding stopped quickly.
Previously, E Xiu also thought that he was going to die, but he was ecstatic when he found that his health points had not returned to zero. He took a physical recovery potion while trying to pretend to be dead to get away with it.
The woman suddenly revealed an extremely bright smile: "Do you know why I didn't kill you?"
E Xiu was silent.
The woman asked a familiar question: "If three people are in danger, who will die first?"
E Xiu’s tightly closed eyelids trembled violently.
The woman asked herself and answered: "Of course it's the one who runs slower."
It was like a cycle, everything was happening again, but this time E Xiu was in an absolutely weak position.
The coffin on top of the blood pool moved more and more violently under the nourishment of blood. Under the continuous and violent impact, the heavy coffin lid opened with a sound.
E Xiu's injuries were too severe and he could not recover in a short time. He stopped pretending to be dead and opened his eyes. He saw with his own eyes a woman in a wedding dress slowly sitting up in the coffin.
The pure white wedding dress was stained with blood, and beneath the white veil was a face so thin that only skin was left.
When Wen Shi looked at this face, he always felt that it looked familiar.
The bride's eyes rolled, her thin neck twisted, and her hair was piled up on her head. She was skinny and pale, but her hair was in good condition. Unfortunately, when it was piled up, the excessive amount of hair seemed to be about to crush her overly thin cervical vertebrae.
Wen Shi subconsciously took a step back. After all, no normal person would sleep in a coffin, so it was probably a ghost.
"Run."
Wen Shi simply grabbed the woman's wrist and rushed towards the entrance.
Worried that the other party's fear would affect his ability to move, Wen Shi looked back to make sure there was no fear on that face.
"That's great, my sister."
Judging from the woman's attire, she seems to have come from an unknown dynasty and looks very much like an ancient person. Ancient people were most afraid of strange and supernatural beings, but I didn't expect that she would have no reaction at all.
The word "my sister" softened the woman's cold gaze a little.
"Don't worry about me."
As he spoke, he pulled out his wrist, tapped the wall with his toes, and flexibly demonstrated what it meant to fly over eaves and walk on walls.
Wen Shi: "Can you take me flying?"
Woman: "Carry me or hug me, you choose one. Pulling your arms and flying will cause them to dislocate."
“… I better run.”
When he was about to escape from the blood pool, Wen Shi heard a creepy scream from behind. He turned around and saw E Zheng using props desperately, trying to buy a chance to catch his breath.
The bride was particularly greedy for blood. The time that E Xiu's props could delay was quite limited. The bride did not even jump off the coffin. She sat on the edge of the coffin, her terrifyingly thin ankles shaking, and countless lines of blood piercing out from her fingers as thin as bamboo shoots.
The Blood Bride didn't look at her prey, but kept staring at her toes.
There were hundreds of small holes pierced on E Xiu's body, and the pain of the wounds could be truly felt. Compared with this, the chilling feeling of a sword piercing his heart could be considered gentle.
"help me!"
If it was just now, Wen Shi would have considered it, but now he had only one thought: escape.
E Xiu has been regarded as a prey by the Blood Bride and captured with the blood line. What can I do to save him
Wen Shi didn't even turn his head.
The cry for help turned into a curse: "You will die a miserable death! Pei Wenwei, I curse you to the eighteen levels of hell, and even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go..."
The shouts from underground did not reach the upper part. When Wen Shi ran to the first floor, he could no longer hear them clearly.
To be on the safe side, he closed the door when he came out and remembered to bolt it.
An infinitely extended line of blood came through the crack in the door, with a string of fresh blood beads and minced meat hanging on it. It was obvious that E Xiu was completely dead.
A man who got what he deserved for his evil deeds died. Wen Shi had no time to sigh. He was only thinking about how to get rid of the entanglement of the blood line and turned around to sprint desperately.
*
The virtual world in the game is quite lively at the moment.
The city where the virtual world is located is divided into thirteen districts.
There are three major trading areas, and the remaining nine areas are for players to move freely. According to the points ranking, there are elite player activity areas, senior player activity areas, and general player activity areas.
The last zone has the smallest activity area, especially the residence for new players, which is more like a microcosm of a slum in a bustling city.
Ordinary players are often forced to pay protection fees, not to mention new players, who are treated even worse than pigs and dogs.
Chaos, violence.
It is the eternal theme of the city shrouded in fog all year round.
If it weren't for the clear regulations prohibiting killing and maiming people, the major guilds would have long ago divided up their own territories and engaged in open fighting.
The rules in the trade zone are the strictest, so it is relatively calm.
A man with a goatee is doing business with a bald man.
Halfway through the transaction, someone suddenly said, "Exiu is gone."
The light screen fanned out over most of the trade zone. Goatee looked up and saw that the column with the code name 'Sven Executioner' ranked one thousandth had turned gray.
The points ranking list only shows the player numbers. E Xiu is quite famous in the game and is always at the bottom of the list. Everyone pays attention to the ranking within the top thousand, so they naturally know who this is.
More people began to pay attention to the bold red copy of [Horror Castle Night].
In the endgame, seventeen of the twenty player numbers have been grayed out.
"Strange, the new player didn't die, but a senior player did?"
Numbers starting with 46 indicate new players who are thrown into the game to ease the difficulty when the game is in an endgame state.
The bald man guessed: "Maybe E Xiu accidentally triggered some kind of death rule."
Goatee shook his head: "If he can survive to the end of this game, he will definitely not be careless."
The bald man disagreed: "There are often unexpected situations in dungeons. If the newcomer can make it out alive, we will know after asking."
Most people hold the same view, but they make their assumptions with a hint of sarcasm.
A newcomer emerges alive from the endgame.
The premise itself is hilarious.
*
The blood line blended perfectly with the carpet, and Wen Shi ran for his life.
The daylight sparsely poured in, and the blood line that was so rampant just now hunched its body like an earthworm getting an electric shock, and retreated little by little. Wen looked back from time to time, and when he saw this scene, his steps gradually stopped.
He bent down to calm his rapid breathing while looking at the woman in front of him who was doing it with ease.
"Girl..."
"Sister." The woman didn't like to repeat herself. Once her gorgeous face stopped smiling, she immediately revealed an aura of majesty without even getting angry.
Wen Shi had a lot of questions and was about to throw them all out at once, but the woman spoke before him.
"Xie Tangyan, my name." After a pause, Xie Tangyan continued, "My power is limited here and can only be used once a day. I'm sorry I can't explain anything else."
When she said the last few words, Xie Tangyan stroked her lips with her fingers, suggesting that there was something restricting her from speaking.
"But you can rest assured that I made a deal with something that will only help you and not harm you."
It is said that relatives can have telepathy, and I wonder if people in parallel worlds can have telepathy. Wen Shi never believed in this, and he had long lost the ability to trust.
However, from a rational analysis alone, what Xie Tangyan said is highly credible.
Firstly, if the other party wanted to kill me, he could have done it a long time ago. Secondly, this woman looked very proud and would not bother to lie.
There is another point that Wen Shi is unwilling to admit. He has an innate sense of intimacy with the person in front of him.
"Today's opportunity should not be wasted on E Xiu." Wen Shi returned his attention to the main business.
"You may have misunderstood." Xie Tangyan's fingertips slowly rubbed the cold scabbard: "When I say action, at least some of the internal strength must be used to commit the crime."
When she dealt with E Xiu before, she simply stabbed him without adding any internal force.
Wen Shi swallowed his saliva.
How good is this sister at fighting
Xie Tangyan looked around and took in the unfamiliar environment: "This place gives people a very uncomfortable feeling."
Wen Shi: "I was also pulled in for no apparent reason."
He briefly described what had happened to him since he arrived, including how the castle owner was obsessed with finding the perfect bride and how he had been tricked into going to the underground blood pool by a conspiracy.
After all, this is myself in a parallel world, and I was summoned by him, so a crucial reminder is necessary.
Wen Shi focused on highlighting the cruelty of the dungeon, wanting to express that they must be careful, steady, and survive when necessary.
Their eyes met, and Xie Tangyan nodded: "I understand."
Seeing Xie Tangyan's understanding, Wen Shi's lips curled up.
The next second, Xie Tangyan drew his sword on the spot: "Those two people were in cahoots with each other. The man is already dead. Let's go and deal with the woman."
The smile on Wen Shi’s face disappeared instantly: “Calm down.”
Xie Tangyan frowned: "Why are you so indecisive? Those who kill people will be killed. If they hurt you, you should kill them back. This is the truth."
She raised the sword in her hand and said, "If there is any injustice, I will settle it with one sword."
(End of this chapter)