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Nan Jingcheng frowned and looked at the direction of the sky. The winning Latimeas was flapping its wings and flying towards this side. It looked far away, but within a few breaths it came close to it, and flexibly surrounded Ning Pei Shan turned around, as if she was showing off and asking for credit.

Ning Peishan was not very surprised by this result. She randomly clicked on the winner's deck to draw a card, touched the head of the devil dragon, recalled it to the card, and went directly to the door to leave. Neither said.

"Is Latimeas's attack power so strong? As a summoned object, can he kill evil spirits alone?" Nan Jingcheng looked at Meng Fuyou and asked, somewhat unexpected.

"The attack power is not bad, and it is very aggressive. It is the most vicious summoned creature." Meng Fuyou raised her eyebrows noncommittally, "But, there are flaws."

Lu Mingyan: "What flaw?"

Meng Fuyou: "Because it can only be regarded as a red card creature, it is suppressed according to the card level. Any offensive purple card gold card can damage it. The defense is very poor, crispy skin dragon."

"Then I have a question." Lu Mingyan seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and raised his hand to ask: "Since the power is so terrifying, and it belongs to the red card, it stands to reason that there is no limit to the number of evil spirit matching cards. Take him a hundred Isn't it more powerful than a hundred golden-winged snakes?"

"This card is different from other summons, it may be unique." Nan Jingcheng answered his question, "I have added all the probabilities in the card book, whether it is red, blue, purple or gold, every time The last card with a probability of 0.01% in a sequence is 100% more than 0.01%."

Meng Fuyou glanced at him in surprise.

"Ah, you added it on purpose?" Lu Mingyan was even more surprised.

"I have guessed before, whether the extra 0.01% means real existence, and it does not belong to the scope of the card group, so the evil spirit may not be able to carry it." Nan Jingcheng continued: " And so far, we haven't encountered any evil spirits who have used these four cards, so I think my guess should not be too far wrong."

"That's it." Lu Mingyan nodded thoughtfully, "The scarlet master may also exist, but it's true, with such an awesome name, the feeling that there is nothing in his life can't be suppressed."

The man lost his mind while talking, and began to draw cards from the transparent deck. After choosing one, his expression became exaggerated, "Damn it!! I got a gold card!!"

Meng Fuyou raised her eyebrows, "Which one?"

"The Eye of the Storm!" Lu Mingyan hastily summoned the card again so that Nan Jingcheng and Meng Fuyou could see it. The surface of the card exuded a golden luster, and the pattern on it was a spiral hurricane.

"But Mengmeng, can you believe it?" Lu Mingyan's expression seemed a bit dumbfounded, and he pursed his mouth, "I already have a gold card, but I still haven't drawn spider silk."

Meng Fuyou: "..."

In the living room of the Daybreak Guild, the crow was sitting on the carpet, leaning against the sofa, stroking the egg yolk's head.

Not long after, the door opened, and Lu Mingyan was the first to come out. The egg yolk suddenly regained his energy, and rushed towards him wagging his tail. Lu Mingyan caught it, rubbed it in his arms, and sat cross-legged Next to the crow, "Crow, you are waiting for us on purpose."

"Yes." Crow glanced at him, "The two of them?"

"Don't worry, it's all right." While Lu Mingyan was speaking, Nan Jingcheng and Meng Fuyou also came out of their own corridors.

"It's good to see that you are all right. The crow's hanging heart finally let go, smiled, and waved to the egg yolk: "Let's go. "

Egg Yolk lay in Lu Mingyan's arms coquettishly refusing to get up, and the man rubbed against its stomach, "Little girl, why are you getting fat again, let's go, let's go for a run with you."

The golden retriever thought that Lu Mingyan wanted to play with it, so it rolled over excitedly and began to circle around him.

Lu Mingyan pulled the crow up as well, "You also move together and don't sit still, it will be reset in three days, just as summer is here, so let's make an appointment for swimming."

"You need to wash your hair when you swim, so it's really troublesome." The crow reluctantly followed him, and the voices of the two talking to each other gradually faded away until they disappeared.

Nan Jingcheng remained silent. After the two left, he took Meng Fuyou's wrist and pulled her into his arms, "Are you tired? Do you want to go back to your room for a rest."

"Not tired." Meng Fuyou observed his expression, but the man's emotions have always been light, and it seems that he has always looked calm, so that Meng Fuyou was a little careless, and only now realized that something is wrong with him, " You have something on your mind."

"It's okay." The man smiled with a natural expression, "Why do you ask like that?"

Nan Jingcheng was tall, Meng Fuyou put his arms on his shoulders, took two steps forward, pushed him on the sofa and sat down, "Because the era reset is approaching, isn't it?"

Meng Fuyou leaned forward, kneeling beside him with one leg, and raised Nan Jingcheng's chin with his hand.

He looked up at her and said with a smile: "Yuyou, we all know that this cannot be changed by manpower. We have experienced it once, and we won't be as nervous as before."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about, don't change the concept secretly." Meng Fuyou slightly squeezed his chin and shook it.

Through his eyes, Meng Fuyou saw the emotion called uneasiness for the first time.

He didn't explain, just stared at her quietly.

"There is no absolute dead end in this world, the road is always walked to death." Meng Fuyou gently stroked his chin with his fingers, "Obviously, we won't be that kind of people."

The last three days seemed extremely long.

On the evening of NO.15 in July, the sunset glow was very beautiful, and the rich and magnificent colors filled the sky.

"Brother Xiao," Huo Xiao has been living in Lixiao these days. He looks young on the outside and has no pretensions. During this time, even Zhuo Shishi, who is the most timid, has become familiar with him, and he speaks one by one. Brother yelled, "Would you like to go see the reset with us?"

"I won't go, you go." Huo Xiao sat on the sofa in the meeting room and didn't get up. He was not in good spirits and his voice was not loud.

"Hmm..." Zhuo Shishi leaned against the door frame, knowing that he was still sad about his sister, so he didn't want to leave the conference room, "That's great, I'll send you a WeChat message as soon as I have news."

Huo Xiao said gently, "Well, let's go."

The evening wind in July was not too hot. On a rooftop near the Jianghanguan Museum, members of Lixiao leaned against the railing in twos and threes. Except for Shengqing and Tian Lei who were at home with their children, everyone else came.

The wet mask stuck to his face was hot and humid. Tang Haibin felt itchy on his face, and kept scratching through the mask in a small way, "Hey, this shabby era is finally coming to an end. I feel that this year has been better than before. All the times add up to longer."

Crow: "It sounds like you've been here for a long time, isn't it only three years in total?"

Meng Fuyou put her arm on the railing, and looking down from her angle alone, she could already see a few players who took the lead. They were scattered around the Jianghanguan Museum building, and they all knew the inside story and counted the days.

There must be many more hiding in the dark.

But for many who don't know the rules, tonight is just one of countless ordinary nights.

The time was slowly approaching twelve o'clock, and the atmosphere gradually became solemn. Lu Mingyan stretched his wrists, "Hey, this is really strange."

When the three hands on the clock coincided and pointed to twelve o'clock, the shocking crackling sound came again as scheduled.

The white glow illuminates the building, and a huge phantom of the clock dial is suspended in front of the building. The hour hand starts to spin crazily as if being moved, round after round, the rhythm changes from fast to slow, and finally turns into a clock. Move forward step by step.

Every time the hour hand moves, it touches the heartstrings of countless people. Slowly, the pointer crosses six o'clock, eight o'clock, ten o'clock, getting slower and slower, and almost stops, after about seven o'clock. It took eight seconds to move forward again.

After another dozen seconds, the hour hand stopped above twelve o'clock.

Heaven or hell, in just a split second, everyone's hearts were tightened, and they prayed silently in their hearts that the hour hand would stop there.

After holding this breath for more than ten seconds, Zhuo Shishi swallowed nervously, an indescribably great joy welled up in her heart, but before she had time to smile, she saw that the hour hand was moving again dangerously. Move forward one block.

The hour hand stopped completely at one o'clock, and then the minute hand started to spin wildly.

Lu Mingyan felt that his throat was completely dry, and he couldn't make any sound.

The minute hand started to move, which proved that the survival index had been completely determined.

Meng Fuyou stared at the big clock with her arms around her chest, her expression didn't change much. Even now that she has become a human being, it's just a change in her skin. Her nature is doomed that she will never Negative emotions such as despair and fear are generated. Difficulties can only stimulate ferocity and murderous intentions, but cannot cultivate fighting spirit.

In the distant foggy city of London, the Luhai Guild owns an entire luxurious manor.

In the main room, seven or eight people formed a circle in front of the sofa, watching the real-time monitoring screen on the computer screen, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was gloomy and terrifying.

There are several people in the room, sitting on high bar chairs, pretending not to care about the result, but unable to hold back their curiosity, they kept looking over there, seeing the few people watching the live broadcast Everyone didn't speak, and one of the men finally couldn't help it anymore, and asked, "What's going on, and why did you make a noise."

The person on the other side of the sofa turned off the computer monitor, and said with difficulty: "The survival index is only 1. This era is finally...finally, still here."

The room fell into silence, only to hear another voice asking: "What's the duration?"

There was another tens of seconds of silence.

"Five years."

"This is so fucking outrageous." The man stood up with a slam, "President, let's go directly to the tenth floor. I don't forget how the era of 3 came to be. Can there be a way out?"

"Dad, count me in." Gu Zhun sat cross-legged on the sofa and raised his hand.

A dozen pairs of eyes in the room were all looking at their backbone, the president of Luhai Guild, Gu Qingjue.

"A Yin, is there any news from the association?" Gu Qingjue did not directly respond to the emotions of the members, but turned to look at his wife Lan Yin.

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