Without missing the surprise in Shen Mu's eyes, Yan Mo immediately turned his head.
The shock and disbelief in the visitor's eyes made Yan Mo squint his eyes, and took a few steps forward to leave the edge of the cliff. His eyes fell on the '3' on the other person's chest, watching the other person's expression change from shock to panic, and then It became a blank, and suddenly understood in my heart.
Yan Mo sneered: "Player No. 3, are you a mixed race?"
The other party seemed not to hear it, and his eyes were still on the place where No. 5 fell off the cliff before. Standing blankly a few meters away from him.
An indescribable pleasure suddenly rose in Yan Mo's heart: "Oh, it seems that No. 5 is really your companion, didn't you tell him? Didn't you tell him that you are not No. 1, it's all because of you, No. 5 No. 5 trusted me so much, and was pushed off the cliff by me! The real murderer who killed No. 5, in fact, wasn’t yourself?”
Although No. 5 didn't get close to him after reaching the top of the mountain, and fell off the cliff, it was purely his bad luck because of his bad standing. But when he thought that this cold-faced man in front of him was the one who used his own face, the malice in Yan Mo's heart couldn't be restrained.
twice. I came to this map twice, and both times I was selected as the target of mixed blood... In fact, this time it is understandable that I am the No. 1 in the last position. Compared with other positions, it is indeed easier to be selected as the target. But that time before... I was obviously number 9, why, it was me? If this is my destiny, then if you choose me as a mixed race, you are also destined to pay the price of making me your target!
Li Xin's blood-stained appearance, and the hatred in his eyes before he died, will never be lingering in front of Yan Mo's eyes.
The number 3 in front of him gradually overlapped with the one who had mixed blood with him, the one who killed Li Xin, and the person whose true identity is still unknown until now.
Yan Mo continued: "If you're really that guilty, you can go down and accompany him!"
The other party was silent and said nothing.
Yan Mo: "Don't be so pessimistic. Although this valley is bottomless, maybe there is a paradise below. Maybe, No. 5 is still alive?"
Number 3's eyes finally fell.
His eyes were cold and without a trace of emotion.
"Number 5 certainly can't end here." Yan Mo heard his voice, and even saw a gentle smile on his lips, and then the smile changed, "Of course it's impossible to blame me. Not everyone will be hated by their most important person."
"What did you say?" The smile on Yan Mo's face disappeared.
"I have seen a face very similar to yours in the past few rounds, and I have also seen a person who hates this face. But the owner of this face is very out of the situation, not like acting. You say, Why?"
"This is impossible!! This is the 4th year, he, he can't be here..." He died in the 7th game, and he should have been asleep for 7 years... But No. 3 knows nothing about his past, how Is it possible to invent such a lie? And... No. 5 also said before that I met someone very similar to me in the previous rounds... It is impossible to even make up what No. 5 said at that time! No. 3 and No. 5 know each other again, they are probably talking about the same game... these should be... really.
Could it be... Li Xin didn't fall into a deep sleep at the beginning? But, at that time, he was indeed dead, no matter how you call him, he will...
correct! Punishment wheel! If it is the dead player of the winning side, there is one chance to spin the penalty wheel! In that round, I never knew Li Xin's identity, and too many things happened, Li Xin's eyes at the end made him subconsciously think that he and him were not in the same camp... So it seems that Li Xin was actually a good person in that round ... We could have lived together!
The irrepressible change in Yan Mo's expression confirmed An Yu's guess.
"What game did you meet him!" It's not a good time to ask, but it's impossible not to.
"It's the third game."
In the third game, is he so close to me? The fact that No. 3 and No. 5 can appear in the fifth round at the same time means that none of them has lost the number of rounds, that is to say... Li Xin's number of rounds is now the same as mine
No. 3 suddenly smiled strangely: "That's right, it's the third game, but he already died in the third game."
"impossible!"
At the moment when Yan Mo lost his voice, the other party suddenly raised his hand, and there was a sound of a sharp arrow piercing the air, and in the next second, the arrow pierced Yan Mo's chest!
The arrow is very sharp, and the winter padded clothes can't hinder it much. Of course, Yan Mo is familiar with its sharpness - even the thick fur of the big wild wolf can easily penetrate. The attributes of this arrow are all too familiar to him Looking down, looking down at the small ball of blood that had expanded on his chest, Yan Mo looked at the other party: "Why do you have the hunter's sleeve arrow?"
The other party frowned, raised his hand to look at the mechanism of the cuff, seemed dissatisfied with the result, and then looked at Yan Mo: "Of course I picked it up. I should thank this hunter, who didn't have a mental breakdown before dying and took this gun away. Shoot the arrow."
After saying this, No. 3 tilted his head and smiled again: "On the first day when you and the hunter went to the PK stage, you survived, and today you died under this arrow, does that count as karmic reincarnation?"
"...I didn't expect that someone here would actually use the sleeve arrow, ahem..." Seeing No. 3 standing there indifferently, Yan Mo suddenly said, "Even-numbered days will kill me."
The other party's expression moved.
You guessed it.
"Even-numbered days are for my death, and odd-numbered days are for me to live?" Yan Mo laughed, "It seems that I guessed it right. Is there a limit to your mixed-race missions? God, make sure that I, the target, is dead, and if it's an odd number of days, make sure that I'm alive... Your face-changing ability is the same, right?" Yan Mo's voice completely sank.
"You know so much, don't tell me," An Yu flashed a hint of surprise, "Isn't it the first time for you to come to this map, or in other words, isn't it the first time for you to be selected by a mixed race?"
Yan Mo smiled instead of answering, and pressed the chest around the arrow: "So are you going to be buried with me? I won't live until tomorrow, maybe today the game will be over, and you won't be able to live if I die. Or 5 The number is already dead, and you also have the will to die?" Yan Mo chuckled.
"It seems that I guessed it right." An Yu smiled, "You know so much, don't you know that there is a third option for the mixed-race personal mission?"
"What is it?" Yan Mo's heart skipped a beat.
"Kill everyone in the marked camp." Seeing Yan Mo's face change slightly, An Yu added, "Except you, the original owner."
It turned out to be this task, no wonder that
The fake No. 9 at that time had no intention of doing anything to me.
"Then you..." Sensing that something was wrong, Yan Mo frowned, and a terrible guess suddenly appeared in his mind, "You don't think you want to lose, do you?"
An Yu just looked at him and didn't speak.
"You... you want us good people to lose and wolves to win, and you plan to kill all the good people?"
"Stop acting, I know you are a wolf. Teammate is No. 11, who else is there?" An Yu pondered, "Maybe already out? To be honest, I don't think there is no wolf among those who are out. It doesn't matter if you are still alive, you and number 11 are dead, he will show his feet. Well... you must have seen number 11 last night, then number 11 knows that there is another thing about you, it is a bit difficult to get close to him, but."
An Yu raised his phone: "With the suspiciousness of No. 11, it will probably be voted out today."
"Why?" Yan Mo felt that his physical strength was gradually draining from the cold sweat on his forehead, "Even if number 5 is the winner, it's only a turn of the penalty wheel, and maybe the original verdict will remain unchanged. If you win by yourself, it's not more Is it reasonable, even if you really want to save him, wouldn’t it be enough for you to win the tenth round? Just because you hate me?”
"It can't be done. I have already won the tenth game once." An Yu said lightly.
"Then why are you still here!" These words set off a storm in Yan Mo's heart, "Aren't the players who have completed the tenth game able to return to the real world! Aren't they not going to be selected again!"
"The wish I made is beyond the scope of the system, but it can be divided into two wishes to be realized." An Yu looked at Yan Mo's blood-stained face, "Let me tell you one thing, after successfully clearing the level, you can Advance a wish."
An Yu paused: "The condition is to start again from the beginning. This time, even if you win to the end, you can't make any more wishes, and take back the reward of eternal health. It's just an ordinary release."
"You actually passed the level..."
"Let me tell you one more thing." No. 3's voice was a little blurred in his ears, "Unexpectedly, when you came to this map last time, there was no such crack on the top of the mountain, right? It seems so. I don't know For some reason, the system is not as stable as before. He must not sleep for five years."
"Okay, even if the good guy wins and has a chance to turn the wheel, at worst it will just stay the same. Maybe No. 5 is not so wrong," Yan Mo said, "But do you know the real identity of No. 5? Have you ever thought about it? , what if number 5 is Piper? Even if the Wolves lose and the good guy wins, Piper is always the loser. Even if you do this, you and him are just a lose-lose ending. Is it worth it? ?”
"It's just a one-twelfth chance." An Yu's expression didn't change, "There's no value, only willingness. Before parting, I'll send you another free message. You are so destined for this round. Maybe five years later, if the system is still there after five years, you will be entangled with this map again."
"Personal missions and mixed-race goals, hybrids can only choose one type, and the other is randomly selected by the system. I don't know what number he will be, so I chose the self-selected personal mission."
With the sound of No. 3's words, Yan Mo finally couldn't stand up, a burst of dizziness came from his brain, and he fell to the ground.
At this moment, the familiar system sound rang in the ears.
'The fifth round of the hanging game is over, the werewolf camp enters the sixth game, the surviving players of the wolf team will advance directly, and the players who have been out of the wolf team can turn the penalty wheel with difficulty 6 once'
Following the announcement of the system, the surroundings of all players began to blur. The last thing Yan Mo saw was the astonishment on No. 3's face, and he couldn't help laughing.
last time
When opening this map, the last mixed race was also so shocked. The one who wanted to win failed, and the one who wanted to lose succeeded in advancing, which is really ironic.
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