The Trial Game of Life

At the end of the conversation, K told Rong Yi, "Lin Yandong should be coming out soon, just in these two days. If you want to know what he did in District G, you can try it and he will know? The second movement is in your hands." Above all, as long as the golden movement is not captured by others, you will remain invincible."

Rong Yi said: "I tried it, he won't be easily hooked."

"Then there's Miao Qi." K smiled, leaned back, and countless soft fluffy pillows appeared behind him to catch him.He changed into a more comfortable posture, and said: "That unlucky guy must have had an accident. After the innocent incident, I carefully checked all the districts, and combined with his missing location, if you want to find someone, focus on the D and E districts." At the junction of the two, it is in the southeast direction. Let's take a gamble—whether Lin Yandong still has a heart."

Rong Yi understood.When Miao Qi had an accident, most of the people behind him wanted to target Lin Yandong. Whether Lin Yandong would make concessions for Miao Qi is unknown.

Thinking of this, Rong Yi asked again: "Ji Ning from the Vaccine Research Institute, have you come into contact with it?"

K laughed, "I told you earlier not to suspect me as soon as something happens, I will be sad if you do this."

Rong Yi had no expression on his face, he didn't want to joke with him anymore, so he got up and left.But just as he turned around, K suddenly asked him again: "Are you really not going to use up the movement first?"

Rong Yi categorically said, "No."

K pouted, really boring.

Time is like running water, and soon it will be the day when Lin Yandong will be released from prison.

Xiao Tong didn't go to see Lin Yandong these days, he asked Lin Yandong why he entered "The Birth of Gods and Demons" that day, Lin Yandong answered him: it was to live better.

This is no different from the answer many years ago, Lin Yandong is still the same Lin Yandong.

Xiao Tong stood on the tower and watched him leave, unconsciously recalling the first time they met.It was his father's funeral, and the Marshal's Mansion, which was hung with white banners, was crowded with guests who came to express their condolences.

Lin Yandong was wearing a moon white gown and stood silently in the corner, but there were still many people whispering because of his presence.An actor really shouldn't be here.

Xiao Tong, who hurried back to the country, didn't even have time to take off his scarf, so he rushed to the mourning hall, and just passed Lin Yandong when he entered the door.

At that time, Xiao Tong only looked at him suspiciously, all he could think about was that bastard father who finally died, so he didn't take it to heart.When I saw him again later, he was singing on the Xiyuan stage.

The Marshal's Mansion was rebuilt by requisitioning the house of a large family. This family used to be an official. The house is not only spacious and grand, but also specially built a stage.

Xiao Tong couldn't sleep that night, and vaguely heard the sound of opera singing in the distance, so he followed the sound and walked over.

Later, the older brother told him that his father had praised him for his good performance, so he was invited to sing a few more verses to comfort the dead.On the stage in the middle of the night, there are no spectators, only a glass of wine that no one is drinking, and the actors on the stage.

Xiao Tong has always been a rebellious person, he just sits down in front of the stage and steals his father's drink.

That year Xiaotong was 17 years old, but Lin Yandong was 25 years old.The second young master was young and energetic, and drank foreign ink for several years. He boasted of broad vision and outstanding thinking, but in front of Lin Yandong, he always felt short of breath as a child.

He originally thought that with his Western-style education, he would love the liberal and free West more. He would feel headaches when he saw those wearing long gowns and mandarin jackets on weekdays, and he couldn't hear "Zhihu Zheye", only Lin Yandong was an exception.He has a literati elegance in him. He likes to wear long gowns when he is not on stage, and sometimes wears a pair of glasses.

If I had to use one word to describe him, it would be "Confucianism".

Xiao Tong also knew that he was riddled with many rumors, including his dead ghost father, but he hated people with bad words even more.He was able to beat people from the second floor to the stage, and the people on the stage scattered like birds and beasts, only Lin Yandong stood calmly.

The beaten screamed, Xiao Tong wiped the blood on his face, turned his head and reached out to Lin Yandong, "Give me your handkerchief."

Since then, they have become friends. The second young master does not need anyone's consent to make friends.He couldn't remember most of the things that happened later, but it became clearer as time went by.

He died even earlier than Lin Yandong. It was a troubled world, and it was easy to hide a spear with an open gun, but it was hard to guard against an arrow with a hidden arrow.After he died, he entered Eternal Night City. Year after year, he met many people who were born in the new era, and heard them describe many novel things, such as mobile phones, but he had never seen them with his own eyes, and people outside had never seen them. Can't bring it in.

When K made a deal with him and told him the information, he suddenly had the idea of ​​going to the new world to take a look.

Fuck Lin Yandong.

Go to the fucking Evernight City.

At this moment, he watched Lin Yandong's back, turned around again, and left neatly.All love and hate have no end, but the second young master now wants to be a tyrant.

If he remembered correctly, that was the name of the character in that movie.

Lin Yandong seemed to have a sense, and looked back at the tower, but saw nothing.He stood holding the string of Buddhist beads for a long time, the tower was empty, and Xiao Tong never appeared again.

He won't show up again.

Lin Yandong suddenly had this feeling that he had always treated Xiao Tong as a child, but this child was more decisive than him in handling things.

After leaving Area G, Lin Yandong went back to his residence in Area A alone.

The absence of Miao Qi made Lin Yandong frown a little, but he soon knew the reason.In the mailbox at the door, there is a letter from the post office, which only has an address and a piece of red wool.

The red wool, depending on its texture and color, was cut from Miao Qi's scarf.

Lin Yandong thought for a while and decided to go to the appointment.

On the other side, Tang Cuo's trial has come to the end of the fourth day.

During these four days, Roger Reed would appear beside Tang Cuo when he thought it was appropriate, and guide him in magic and sword skills.Your Excellency the ruthless Overseer, pursues stick education, so the words that come out of his mouth will naturally not be very gentle.

"Your magic is too bad."

"Your sword skills are so poor."

The latter sentence is a sincere question from Roger Reed's heart.The White Knight family is famous for its exquisite swordsmanship, but Tang Cuo's swordsmanship, although a bit simplified, is not superb.

Tang Cuo couldn't answer, but Roger Reed automatically made an excuse for him, "Is your sword of judgment broken?"

"Hmm." Brother Ku said coldly.

"When?" Roger Reid frowned.

"In the mausoleum."

"I see. I'll discuss it with your brother, don't worry."

It can be seen that the benefits of having a teacher are not small.

"But your swordsmanship and magic still need to be practiced hard, especially your magic. There is no shortcut to magic other than hard work and hard work. Cast the flame thorns I just taught you a hundred times, and I will teach you other things. But Remember, you can’t drain your mana during the battle, it’s very dangerous for magicians. When casting magic, pay more attention to the use of mental power, which can effectively reduce the consumption of mana and improve the effectiveness of magic..."

Roger Reed, the teacher, talked about a hundred times more than usual.

In addition to the necessary spellcasting skills, Tang Cuo learned three intermediate spells from him, namely Flame Thorn, Ice Snake, and Earth Dungeon.He loves earth escape the most. This is an escape skill. Although he can't run very far and can't stay in the soil for a long time because he can't breathe, it is very useful at critical moments.

After four days of hard work, he finally figured out the location of Louis XIV. He was not in the king's tent guarded by layers of guards, but killed the enemy all the way, and took the head of the leader of the rebel army.

Louis XIV was a warlike king.He was brave, courageous, and invincible, and even killed the leader of the rebel army.

On the pile of corpses, he cut off the man's head.The dark gold armor reflected the firelight, and when he turned around, blood was stained on his face and sword, so powerful that his legs trembled.

"My king!" The knights of the royal guard knelt on one knee, put their left hands on their chests, and paid the highest respect to the great king.

And mania.

"Louis!!!" The rebels were still shouting angrily.The magic exploded like fireworks, and flesh and blood rushed to the tip of the knife one after another, rushing towards him one after another.

In the light of the fire, Louis XIV raised his long sword aloft, and on his fair neck was a coquettish red rose, which bloomed from the collarbone to the chin.That's a birthmark.

"Kill!" The tip of the sword pointed forward.

The loyal knight drew his sword and stood up, ordering and forbidding.

This is an extremely tragic war, and the strength of the two sides is not proportional at all.

The leader of the rebel army who was killed was a great magician. He wanted to use the forbidden spell to fight against Louis XIV, but he failed.Roger Reid appeared next to Tang Cuo again, and said: "Your ancestor was here too, and he stabbed Louis with the sword of judgment in your hand. Judgment means judgment, so this sword got its name. But since If you show up here with a sword, he won't show up again, and you must take his place—defeat Louis."

But Louis XIV was too strong, and if he wanted to get close to him, he had to deal with the accompanying royal guards first.These knights wearing dark gold armor are not weak, even stronger than the black armor knights of the Rose sect.

Tang Cuo tried his best to break through their siege, but when he was seriously injured, he was defeated by one move against Louis XIV.

Tang Cuo had expected it a long time ago, and he was far from disappointed, but Louis XIV suddenly frowned when he was defeated.

"it turns out……"

What?

Tang Cuo didn't hear clearly, he retreated so fast that Louis didn't even chase him.When the time came, Roger Reid took Tang Cuo out of the secret realm and started a routine repair.

At No. 14 Hualing Street, Jin Cheng had just gotten up and was sitting on the sofa drinking Lancelot's special light sugar milk tea.The black cat Charles II was lying on his lap, bathed in the warm morning sun, and continued to sleep back into the cage.

Suddenly, its "cushion" moved, ruthlessly overturning it on the sofa.It meowed and opened its eyes, and saw the "cushion" go to court his kind again.

"Meow." It's like this every day, nothing new.Thinking so, Charles II yawned lazily.

Looking at Tang Cuo's slightly pale face, Jin Cheng couldn't help holding his hand, feeling cold.Can't help asking: "I put hot water for you, do you want to eat first, or take a bath first?"

Tang Cuo didn't speak, just looked at him without blinking.

Jin Cheng understood, "Go wash it first, I'll bring it to you."

Tang Cuo nodded, you are really very smart.

Seeing Roger Reed on the side, he inexplicably felt that the two people's way of getting along was a bit wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.strange.