Chapter 109: Do what you say (6)
Thirty minutes.
The temperature dropped slightly, and the plants in the garden were trembling in the rain.
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Afterwards, the plants that had taken root here were pulled away one after another, leaving a messy dirt field with hidden holes.
The spherical white light in the garden also became a temporary horn, and after two brief noises, a sincere voice came out: "Hello everyone, dear promise keepers! Welcome to China It is a place to rest. It is an exchange of equal value, and you can buy anything, but please don’t be greedy.”
Each side of the palace lantern is hand-painted with different meanings, similar to the goods on the shelf for people to buy and choose. As for the price to be paid behind the goods, it is not clearly marked.
There are people who are afraid of being trapped and stop moving. Some people check carefully and try to buy a weapon - a dick. The successful little girl then loses a trace of blood on her body, it seems that the price is paid It was the blood-colored rain that he had just caught!
There are several people who want to understand and then rush to exchange weapons with the octagonal palace lantern to gain confidence.
One of the people who was too stressed bought the "passage home" on impulse, and it was successful. And he himself became a dry skeleton after failing to pay the price, and his soul was not spared.
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Forty minutes.
The octagonal palace lantern burst suddenly, and everyone could not dodge, so they could only hold their heads to protect themselves. When everything was calm, they found that they were already on a large battlefield.
Everyone who made a successful wish and got the weapon had a **** spider-like flesh scar on their forehead, and was attacked by a steady stream of humans.
After hurriedly resisting for a while, they had time to check their surroundings.
This is a battle zone between humans and monster armies, and the five people holding weapons are divided into monster camps. Crazy attacked by humans, ignored by monsters. But the seven people who were terrified by this world and did not purchase weapons at all were left on the battlefield and were ignored by both sides.
Yan Zhengyan got closer to the seven wandering people, because she didn't pay attention to the palace lantern either.
Five people who were caught in a hard fight quickly fell four and became minced meat. The only surviving person was mentally stimulated and committed suicide directly. At this point, the five people who fought were all destroyed.
The seven who were carefully roaming the battlefield were no better. They won't face the direct attack, but occasionally there will be stray arrows and stray fires, and they can't hide from the unarmed.
Forty-fifth minute.
Yan Zhengyan has been following the group of seven, occasionally flicking off some accidental attacks for them, and trying to protect the lives of these seven people.
The world exploration reminder on her wrist has stopped, coupled with the vague untargeted maliciousness, Yan Zhengyan is very doubtful that the one-hour deadline is up, and the main system will be turned on. Return channel.
Prepare for the worst, and Yan Zhengyan will protect the rest. With her reflexes, whether it is to throw the pot or take advantage of it, it is very easy.
Fifty-fifth minute.
The crowd was moved to another scene faster and faster, with little time to catch their breath.
Yan Zhengyan was also tired and wanted to find a place to burrow in and sleep. During this period, her consumption increased greatly, and while protecting herself, she also saved the lives of four people.
The further you go, the more obvious the pits set in the world, and the more serious the attack.
attack.
Yan Zhengyan was consuming defensive props at an astonishing speed, all of which were points and spiritual power! But she didn't even feel distressed, she just put them mechanically one by one.
Fifty-ninth minutes.
Yan Zhengyan threw out the last turtle shield, and then used spiritual power to protect it layer by layer.
She even thought about where the few friends in her mind would go after her misfortune. They are all conventionally inanimate things, and if you shape them again, there is a high probability that they will not be noticed by the aborigines here.
Little Jin Zhong was holding the jasper whip and was saddened by "嘤嘤嘤". After a few times of backwards, it only had the strength to be sad. The other little friends were still in their infancy and could help for a while, but in the end they had to rely on Yan Zhengyan himself.
Ten seconds countdown.
Yan Zhengyan has used all his strength to build the shield.
This advanced world in this advanced world, even if the aborigines can't see her, scattered attacks can hurt her body regardless of space. She had to build a protective shield, which made her sense of presence stronger and stronger, and she received more and more attacks, a vicious circle.
Five seconds countdown.
The bright yellow rubber bracelet on Yan Zhengyan's wrist that he was forced to have since he first entered the horror game space, that is, the thing that shows the degree of exploration of the world, the body of the little yellow chicken, suddenly fell off.
The phantom of the little yellow chicken appeared on the hand rope. It did not turn back, but just flew to the protective cover, and then poured out its only strength to form a larger turtle shell Cover the outside.
The bright yellow bracelet turned gray and fell, stained with sludge.
Yan Zhengyan squatted down and picked it up, carefully wiped it clean, put the hand rope into his mind, and stayed with other partners.
She no longer felt the existence of the little yellow chicken. At the beginning, I was very wary of it, and all my extra gains were carefully hidden. After a long time, I have some feelings, but I didn't expect it to protect itself.
Thinking about it is useless, the shield has begun to break faster.
Two seconds countdown.
At this moment, her hand moved involuntarily, and the seven-color light danced with a unique rhythm, as if she was connecting with someone.
A simple teleportation channel gradually appeared, and there was a kind of cordial atmosphere in it. It gradually grew larger from the tip of a pin, and finally became the height of a person.
One second countdown.
All the protective shields were shattered, and the attack was violent like thunder, blasting Yan Zhengyan, who was staring at the teleportation channel and unable to control his hands, into the channel.
The passage disappeared immediately, as if it had never appeared.