The Trial Game of Life

At first Yan Yun didn't believe that Leng Miao could destroy the entire underground palace. After all, this palace was almost as big as the Moon Hidden Kingdom, and no matter how powerful Leng Miao was, he didn't have the ability.

But now Yan Yun believed it, Leng Miao didn't have this ability, but the system did.

The great magician of the space department, who was always on the verge of going berserk, made a move as soon as he said it, and pulled out his magic wand, shining an air bomb on Yan Yun's face, without any discussion.

The air bomb is just a basic magic, so even though Leng Miao's skill bar and equipment bar are almost completely grayed out, he can still use it.Also available is an essential skill for escaping—the Great Rift Technique, commonly known as teleportation and space teleportation.

As long as Leng Miao can still use the Great Crack Technique, no one in Eternal Night City can catch him in a short time.No. [-] on the red list will not work either.

As a result, Leng Miao went crazy OOC, the prince's design collapsed, and the system was furious, and the thunder was so loud that it penetrated the ground and reached the underground palace.

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows, nothing happened, the little Doudings were so frightened that they cried loudly.One cried, all cried, and the cries matched with the thunder, making Yan Yun's head hurt from the noise.

Look at our Prince, standing on a broken stone pillar and holding up his staff like a devil boy, facing the thunder god and shaking the sky without changing his face.

Only Jin Cheng knew best that Leng Miao would not be afraid of being struck by lightning if he was afraid of anything.When he played the oiran in the previous role-playing copy, he was used to being struck by lightning, and he was in OOC all the time.

Taking advantage of the battle between the two, Chi Yan went online again cleverly, and fled with the panicked little Douding, "GO! GO! GO! The dragon is coming!"

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”Fortunately, these are students of the magic school, not ordinary children, even if they panic, they won't be really scared out of their wits.

Older children already have the ability to fight, and will take the initiative to help the teachers, maintain order, and take care of younger siblings.Chi Yan could see that they were all well-bred, and more than one of them saw through Chi Yan's "evil dragon" lie, but none of them did.

On the other side, Zheng Yingying rushed to the place where the magic light was shining alone, and a big battle was going on here.

The Ivy League and the Rose Sect, each with [-] or [-] people, fought in full swing.Zheng Yingying didn't rush up immediately, she hid behind the pillar and waited and watched. After waiting for a long time, she saw a head protruding from behind the broken wall that was [-] meters away.

The white robe, that must be the officiant mentioned in the mission.The status of the Rose Sect is clearly divided. Those who wear black robes are the most common members, those who wear red robes are of a higher rank, and the highest rank is the dean of priests in white robes.

But the officiant hunched in the corner with his head poking his head, not at all the demeanor of the strongest magic stick.If Yan Yun's guess is correct, he is one of the teammates, then it is probably a mouse.

Zheng Yingying came to a conclusion in her mind, she stepped back a few steps to hide in the darkness, and prepared to take a detour to meet him.But she didn't go far, when a gust of sword wind suddenly struck, almost cutting off her hood.

She immediately returned to the defense, and saw that the person who came was a young knight with the badge of the Ivy League on his chest.An ordinary face looks nothing special, but to be able to spot her in such a short period of time——

is the player.

Swinging out the staff, Zheng Yingying used less-than-proficient magic, shaking her hands and dropping a few magic marbles.The marbles are so small that they roll to the opponent's feet unobtrusively.

In the next second, the magic in the marble took effect and turned into a black swamp.In the swamp, there were still bone palms reaching out, grabbing the knight's ankle and pulling him down.

"Crack!" The long sword slashed at the bone and shattered it. The knight quickly withdrew from the swamp, but Zheng Yingying's next round of attack came again.Possessing the two major weapons of the Nameless Blade and Elliott's Toy Box, Zheng Yingying is perhaps the best compatible character in this dungeon, apart from Tang Cuo.

Although she has become a magician, the dagger and many small props in the toy box do not conflict with the identity of a magician, not to mention that she has the best cheating tool: the Vientiane cloak.

The knight was a little surprised by this. This man's fighting style is not the style of the Rose sect.Player, who is it?

Fierce battles broke out everywhere, and Tang Cuo was undoubtedly in the most dangerous situation.After he left Little Jack's house, he went to look for Aunt Anna, but this road was not easy. There were people from the Rose Sect and the Ivy League everywhere, and there were many crises.

He wanted to send a message to Jin Cheng, but he couldn't find anyone right away. If he used the fireworks to send messages, he could only send the simplest agreed-upon code or his own location, and he couldn't directly send the name of the person he was looking for.

While avoiding the enemy, Tang Cuo was always on guard against Louis XIV's counterattack, so the speed of his advance was also slowed down.With the passage of time, his mental sea has begun to sound the alarm.

If Tang Cuo’s original sea was a deep but calm sea, not very sunny, but giving people an infinite sense of tranquility, then his sea is much brighter than before at first glance.

The sparkling sea is like crumbled glass candy wrappers, brighter but also more fragile.

Suddenly, out of the corner of Tang Cuo's eye, he caught a glimpse of several figures jumping out of the corner ahead, and hurried sideways into a residential house by the road.The person hiding in the house opened his mouth wide in horror and was about to scream. Tang Cuo quickly covered his mouth with his eyes and knocked him unconscious.

The footsteps sounded from far to near, and it sounded like there were at least seven or eight people.Tang Cuo supported the man to squat down, gasping for breath, propped himself on the ground with one hand, and waited until the sound of footsteps completely disappeared before standing up again.

But at this moment, another stabbing pain came from his brain. He supported the wall in time, shook his head, and took out the needle to give himself another injection.

Before the tingling pain subsided, he walked to the water tank and washed his face with cold water.A bronze mirror was hung on the wall. When Tang Cuo wiped off the water droplets on his face and raised his head, he saw his current appearance from the mirror.

He was obviously in a state of tightrope walking the whole time, and his spirit was tense, but his face was not pale.On the contrary, his eyes are bright and his complexion is rosy, just like the rose on his neck, coquettish and gorgeous.

Tang Cuo confirmed again that Louis XIV was really a different person, just like his self-portrait.The self-portrait's item description is: A portrait drawn by a handsome young man while looking at himself by the lake, for the world to admire.

Handsome, self-pitying, admiring, the concentrated appearance of these words, it can be seen that this mighty king is not just as confident in his appearance.

Thinking of this, Tang Cuo wiped off the water on his face and was about to leave when he saw the person in the mirror smiling.He raised the corner of his mouth, just such a small arc, full of evil spirits.

"Louis XIV." Tang Cuo stared.

In the mirror is Theodore's face, so Tang Cuo will not have a sense of splitting himself, but this means that his suppression of Louis XIV has finally cracked.

"Hello." The person in the mirror was talking, but the voice sounded directly in Tang Cuo's mind,

But Tang Cuo didn't want to talk to him, so he looked away coldly, turned and left coldly, as if Louis XIV was just a cloud of air.

He originally wanted to find Aunt Anna, but when he walked out the door, he changed his mind and went directly to Mr. Gilbert's house.Because the appearance of Louis XIV was a dangerous signal, he had to complete the side mission as soon as possible, and he suddenly remembered that there was another letter from Mr. Gilbert to Aunt Anna.

Her son, Mr. Tojibert, who was studying in the Principality of France, brought back a letter from home.Aunt Anna has nothing to worry about but her son, and when disaster strikes, she may not go home, but wants to get this letter.

At the last moment of her life, she must have thought of her son.

Tang Cuo had a clear goal, and his speed of travel increased a lot, and he didn't even deliberately avoid everyone.

With Jin Cheng in the middle to dispatch, the Ivy League will not kill him, but can report Tang Cuo's location to Jin Cheng.And if there were two or three rose sects sporadically, Tang Cuo was sure he could kill them in the shortest possible time.

This is much faster than detours.

"Dang!" Tang Cuo rushed forward, a phantom sword dazzled the opponent's eyes, and then turned around and chopped off the two of them.There is also magic hidden in the sword move, the sword move is in the open, the magic is in the dark, double murderous intent.

In order to guard against Louis XIV, Tang Cuo didn't dare to use big moves to consume himself too much. Fortunately, he is Jin Cheng's student, and he is used to fighting on the street since he was a child. He knows how to use the least effort to cause the most damage.

An ice pick, a fireball, or a wind blade, as long as they are used well, they are good tricks.

Tang Cuo tells you in actual combat how to kill the enemy quickly, and how to constantly explore new methods in actual combat to speed up steadily.Such a speed made Louis XIV feel regretful.

"Such a beautiful shot, I can't bear to kill you." He said.

"I killed all your people." Tang Cuo finally answered him in his mind, but the movements in his hands were unambiguous. He pulled out the sword from the enemy's body and continued to move forward.

"They? They don't count. I don't have such useless subordinates."

"Sure enough, the Rose Sect is just a cover for you." Tang Cuo once again affirmed his deduction.Louis XIV left the hope of recovery on the Sword of Judgment, and the Rosary sect followed his will, unremittingly researched the magic circle and the well of time, and did many evils, successfully attracting everyone's attention.

No one doubts that the rose will be resurrected in the descendants of the White Knight family.

When Nightingale stabbed the sword into the body of Louis XIV, Louis XIV knew that this person, this person's descendants, would be an excellent resurrection carrier.

This is the hero of Sicily, the true knight who cut the tyrant from the throne. She has such an aura that she can pass on the sword of judgment from generation to generation.

"That's a pure white rose, with the most beautiful and purest soul." Louis XIV's voice revealed a kind of fascination and appreciation, "You know what kind of rose it was when she stabbed the sword into my body." How do you feel?"

Tang Cuo refused to answer.

"I seemed to see my blood dripping on her petals. From that moment on, I knew that the pure white rose would be stained red little by little, and finally become a delicate rose blooming in the middle of the night."

Louis XIV described it in a sighing tone, as if he was reciting a lingering love poem, praising the most beautiful girl in the world.Madness is engraved in his blood, and arrogance is an appendage of the soul. He is better than any king of the Tucha Dynasty, and he firmly believes this.

Rose, a fantasy flower that does not exist at all, but Louis XIV is about to let it be born on this continent, "That is me, the real rose."

Tang Cuo said that I knew it, and then asked, "Do you know what I usually use roses for?"

Louis XIV was curious, "What?"

Tang Cuo: "Go to the grave."

Louis XIV: "You are a lovely child."

Lovely children will be punished, this is the rule of Louis XIV.He takes pity on all the flowers in the world, but he can't help but want to pick them off, put them in a vase, and put them on the window sill to watch every day.

The only regret is that they always wither.

It's sad.

"Ah!" The dying enemy screamed, and stretched out his hand to Tang Cuo with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to drag him into hell together.Tang Cuo made another stab, ending his life neatly, but a stronger attack than ever was ushered in the spiritual sea.

Louis XIV, punishing this lovely child.

The pain was so intense that the soul seemed to be torn in two, and a rose would grow out of it.Tang Cuo couldn't support himself, and knelt on the ground with one knee, but his hand was still tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, his eyes were sharp.

"You just said that Rosaryism is just a cover for me, but isn't it a good cover?" Louis XIV asked him with a smile, "If you live too comfortably, you will lose your sense of crisis. There is no evil, where does the soil come from? Do you serve justice?"

"Really." Tang Cuo took a deep breath and stood up little by little while supporting the sword, "What about Augustine, do you remember him? And Aimiya, do you remember him too?"

"These are really two long-standing names." Louis XIV's words reveal remembrance, "Ai Miye is a very good friend, but he always objects to my picking flowers and shows me a sad look. I also know that he will betray me one day, but I still haven't killed him, do you know the name of the blessing he left on your sword?"

"What?" Tang Cuo drank a bottle of healing potion and continued walking.

"It's called Lament. I don't know if you have read it. When I lived in the secret lake, I wrote a book called "Secrets on the Lake". The third chapter of the second volume is called "Lament". The lament of elves, It is the final wake-up call when nature weeps, and although it has an unlucky name, it is the highest level among all blessings, and it cannot be used by non-royals."

Tang Cuo had seen it, but he didn't look at it carefully, so he didn't have a deep impression of it.While Louis XIV was talking, he slowly fell into memory.

"When I first met him, he was a prince, and I was also a prince. According to etiquette, he needs to bless me on behalf of the Elf King's Court, and lamentation should not be considered. We have never met before. , Didn’t say a word, about why he chose this, I asked him why later, but he shook his head and couldn’t say why.”

"It wasn't until I decided to overthrow the mountain of gods that I realized that all of this might be preordained."

Speaking of this, even Louis XIV can't help showing a trace of nostalgia and sadness.And Tang Cuo, as the only audience, has never stopped his footsteps.

Finally, Mr. Gilbert's house appeared in front of him.

Tang Cuo hid behind the low wall, took out Wen Xiaoming's sedative and stabbed himself for a while, and then said: "Since you are determined to overthrow the mountain of gods, you should be the most disbelief in fate, so how can you say that everything is predestined?" .So it looks like you're nothing more than that."

After the words fell, before Louis XIV could react, Tang Cuo immediately climbed over the wall and came out.

Behind the low wall is the small courtyard of Mr. Gilbert's house. Tang Cuo rushed out like a cheetah, with the fangs at the tip of his sword, piercing the enemy's carotid artery.

"God!" Aunt Anna was trapped in the carriage, holding a bloody letter in her hand.The enemy's long sword was about to pierce her heart in a second, she screamed, and saw a person falling from the roof of the carriage to save her.

"Don't be afraid." Tang Cuo offered his badge, "Ivy League."

Aunt Anna survived the catastrophe, and she was so excited that tears filled her eyes.She looked at Tang Cuo's face with tears in her eyes, and didn't know how to express her excitement. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart: God, this is really a child favored by you.

What a beautiful and handsome face.